The Tippingback of Rania's World
Episode 75 - Tracing the Tunnel

"Qian, is this really okay? How'd your father find out?" Mikko was a little agitated.

"It's okay. The front guard is safe. If papa suddenly comes, they'll tell me right away. The first-floor maid has also mastered me," Qiandra replied casually.

"Well, can you? The level of the sultan is different," muttered Mikko.

Like chicks, Mikko followed the Qiandra down the hallway to the white wall called the Qiandra secret door.

Taps! Taps! Taps!

This time Qiandra could easily open it.

"Gee... I'm like looking at a four-dimensional movie." Mikko was amazed.

"Don't be satisfied yet" said Qiandra.

"The boy forms the letter R?" guess Mikko. "What does that mean?" continued again.

"Come on," Qiandra said as she shrugged.

Chequek!

Qiandra opened the door of the room with a key that she had reserved specifically for the locksmith. So he did not have to bother to gouge out the door like before.

"It... Regular room?" Mikko examined every corner of the room with her sense of sight.

"Yes, everything is normal. Except here."

Qiandra opened the closet.

A dark tunnel with a staircase down was right in front of them.

"Where? Dare not?" ask Qiandra. He looked at the teenage boy next to him.

"Come, who's afraid. I've prepared this."

Mikko opened the backpack she was carrying from home. It contained ropes, headlamps, power banks, lighters, drinking water and some other strange objects.

"Buckoo! Are we going to the basement or goa?" Qiandra giggled.

"Well... His name is also preparation," Mikko replied.

"Well, that's sunblock for what? It's dark down there? Then what other flowers are brought?" Qiandra continued to comment.

"This is also preparation. How do you know under meeting Nyai and Teteh Kun, right?" mikko. He wore socks and rubber shoes to protect his feet.

"Lu actually dared what not, anyway?" qiandra Laughter. "Why don't you guys bring the project helmets?"

"Well, yeah. Why not think?" chirped Mikko with a serious face.

"Udah ih cepetan. Hunting papa and mama home, nih."

Taps! Taps! Taps!

One by one, the stairs were taken. The floor made of castings without plaster is quite dusty, the sign is rarely passed by people. The width of the stairs that was no more than one meter made Mikko and Qiandra unable to walk side by side.

The pungent odor of the spores of the fungus and moss that thrive is breathed into the sense of smell, which is capable of making the breath a little congested and hallucinating.

Occasionally they had to throw away the spider webs that covered the path.

Now they were under the floor about fifteen meters away.

The two teenagers still had not found anything. Their left right is still a solid brick wall.

"You can look down there, can't you?" Qiandra's voice resounded.

"Lumayan. Looks like we're almost to the bottom" Mikko replied.

Right Mikko said. About two meters later, they found a rather spacious room.

No different from the stairs they passed earlier, the room was also surrounded by stone walls that were not plastered. The floor is dusty and also filled with spider webs.

"empty?" chirping Mikko.

"It feels different to what I saw at the time. This room looks smaller and the floor is not wet either" Qiandra commented.

"You mean, there's a lot of other rooms?" ask Mikko.

"I don't know either."

Without warning, they then seek another secret path.

"Where? Meet you?" ask Mikko.

"You sure it wasn't this room?"

"Hm... It doesn't seem like it. This room is too clean. I mean, at the time it seemed like I stepped on a lot of hard things like wood or pieces of stone." Qiandra.

"Hm... How about we go back to the stairs. I saw something suspicious there," Mikko asked.

The two of them then returned to the stairs and climbed some stairs. Mikko stopped at the tenth step.

"Did you hear? The sound of this staircase is different from the other steps" Mikko said.

"Hm... What yeah?" Qiandra tried to step on him many times.

"really. His voice is louder. It was like there was a room underneath" said the blonde.

"I don't think so, either" Mikko said.

"Keep what?"

Mikko did not answer. He only touched the surface of the stairs with a serious face.

"What are you doing, anyway?" ask Qiandra.

"What date is your year?" Mikko asked back.

"Why are you suddenly asking me for my birthday?" qiandra.

"Ah, no. That must be too easy. Hm..." Mikko thought again.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's been almost five minutes we've just stayed here" said Qiandra, starting to get upset.

"You wait here, yeah. I'll ride for a while" Mikko said.

"You crazy? Wh-wh-what for? Want to leave me here?" peekik Qiandra's. Who dares to be left alone in the dark?

"Judek. Then, we go up together to count the number of steps. We have to solve this mystery before your father comes home" Mikko said later.

Although still confused by Mikko's plans, he still followed the teenager without protest.

"Eighty eight. Just like I thought. This amount is exactly the same as the number of keys that the piano has," Mikko murmured.

"If this rung sounds on the tenth rung from below. Then the meaning is the same as the tone "Mi" in the second octave," Mikko thought again.

"Oh, I know... So you're saying, this rung is like a piano key and if we can find a rhythm pattern or rhythm, then we can open the door to another secret, right?" qiandra.

"really. So the tenth rung is just a clue. The rest we have to solve ourselves" Mikko said.

"But how do we play the keys? Do we jump from one stair to the other?"

"Hm... Yeah yeah?" too?" mikko thought she had just realized it.

"What mom and dad like, huh?" Qiandra.

"I don't think it's a song, because it's too long, and we don't know which verse is quoted" Mikko said.

"Hm... Also true. What, huh? Ah, is this possible?"

Nah! Nah! Nah!

Just now, Qiandra was about to put out her idea, a noise came from above.

"Hidden," Mikko whispered as she pulled out Qiandra's hand.

They go down to the lower stairs.

"How are things ahead?" Qiandra sent a message to the front guards.

"Safe, Miss. The Master and Madam have not yet returned," they replied.

Mikko and Qiandra looked at each other, "Then what was that voice?"

Nah! Nah! Nah!

The voice came back and came closer.

"Qian, quickly tell me your idea. Let's try," urged Mikko.

"You crazy? Can we get caught later?" whiskey Qiandra.

(Connected)

Thank you for learning. See you around.