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I wait at the door of the Hereafter part 3 (Hororary Story)

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On her last day of vacation, before returning tomorrow to Purwokerto, Dewi visit Telaga Pucung. A clear water lake not far from Curug Cipendok. In the lake, he intended to just wash his eyes that were haggard because some nights he could only sleep before morning.

On the edge of the east lake, there are three dangau lined up facing the lake. That's where visitors can berleyeh-leyeh while enjoying the atmosphere of a quiet and beautiful lake. But like the silence of the lake, by that afternoon, under the lake and around the lake was completely silent only one or two people appeared. Looks like Dirno's death the other day affected this tour as well.

Today the Goddess looked lethargic. Since two days ago he could not find Diangga in the waterfall, the next days the girl just spent time in the inn. After taking a photo with the camera she was carrying, this girl finally sat under the dangau.

The goddess sat on the lake. His heart was swept away in the stillness of the lake. When the Goddess was pensive and swept away in silence, she was suddenly startled by the sound of men reprimanding her. His voice was smooth and cold. A voice he knew very well. But this time his voice sounded a bit cheerful.

“Again daydream what neng sweet..”.

The Goddess Kontan.

“Instead..!” pekik Dewi girang tak alang kepalang.

Instantly, the girl jumped up and hugged the man standing behind her who seemed to be smiling all the way to her.

“Where have you been all this time? Two days I've been looking for you..!” ask the Goddess was moved and happy.

“Ee..e...what the fuck is this? Shame when seen people.” said the man who was Buffeted.

This time the young man looked fresher than before.

The goddess let go of his embrace. His pair of teary eyes looked at the face in front of him then said again. “Two days you didn't show up, two days I looked for you, two nights I couldn't sleep..

“I what? Kangen?” seduced Goda.

Goddesses. His face was red. His hand tried to wipe away his happy tears, but then nodded his guard.

Seeing that Dianga smiled. A smile that the Goddess longs for.

“Dewi.” said later. “I admit, I miss you too.”

The goddess smiled back at those words.

The two drunken men also sat under the dangau.

“Have you been all right? Where are you staying?” asking Diangga.

“Alhamdulillah well, I stayed at the inn not far from the waterfall..”.

Dianga.

“Oh yes, you have not answered my question. Where have you been all this time?”

“Emm..” the young man looks a bit nervous, he switched the conversation. “See you look lethargic Goddess.”.

“I told you earlier, two nights I can't sleep..”.

Inside chuckles. “Ooo yes..”

The two young men then talked for a long time. Not to forget also Dewi recounted the tragedy of a strange murder on the first night of his stay. The death of Dirno was terrible when he was monitoring a road repair project. At first glance, Diangga's face changed to hear the story. But it was invisible to the girl.

as the afternoon progressed, the two separated. But previously Diangga promised to come to the Dewi inn tonight.

In front of the inn a bit to the side, on a long bench surrounded by tomato plantations, Dewi sat waiting for the arrival of Diangga. He began to fidget, it had been an hour he sat there but the awaited never came. Until the night grew quiet, because the night road improvement project had been stopped since Dirno's death, Dewi tried to entertain herself by approaching a tree of tomatoes and holding the fruit that had been cooked.

In that moment, a voice suddenly sounded asking. “Have long waited..?”

At once also the Goddess turned her head and found the person who was waiting for was sitting on the long bench where she was sitting.

“Uh... Again you came without a sound and made me surprised..!” said the dara annoyed.

The young man in the hoodie jacket who was sitting was none other than Diangga. Smiling, he apologized immediately.

He then shifted his seat and hinted the Goddess to sit.

“Instead,” Goddess is open voice. “Tonight's the last night I'm on vacation in this waterfall..”.

The young man quietly listened.

The goddess took a breath and continued. “Actually, it is rare for a woman to do this. But I can't lie to my own heart. I can't hold this feeling until I bring her home.” she paused for a moment, a moment later and just continued. “I... I love you..”

Dianga grabbed the fingers of the Goddess, looked at the pair of clean eyes of the girl in front of him and said. “Goddess. If I could be honest, I love you too.. From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were a good woman, smart and beautiful. However, all these happy feelings, I think, I think may not be able to unite us Goddess..”.

He took off his hand and seemed to regret his last words.

“Why…? Why can't we unite.?” ask Goddess.

Because Diangga was silent at last the Goddess said. “Instead, before I go home, introduce me to your parents..”.

This young man bowed his head and looked sad. “Both of my parents have died..”

For a moment the Goddess felt the sadness of Diangga.

“Night has dissolved.” said Diangga a moment later. “Besok you just come to my aunt's house in Karang Tengah village, her name is Siti. His house is not far from TPU Kalijati.”

He then led the Goddess to stand.

“I know you're tired. Go to the inn and sleep..”.

Somehow, like never to meet again Diangga hugged the body of the Goddess strong. The goddess said nothing. His pair of eyes saw the thin tears streaming down Diangga's cheeks as the young man took off his embrace and said. “See you at my Aunt's house.”.

He took a piece of white paper folded from his jacket pocket and put it in his hand.

“Read before you sleep.”

The goddess again could only accept the paper.

“One more time until you meet again Dewi.”.

Then he stepped up. The goddess could only accompany the departure of the young man with an eye view.

The next day, carrying a backpack, the Goddess exited the inn door leaving for the address Diangga mentioned last night.

It is not difficult to find the address of the house. As Diangga said last night, his aunt's house was not far from a public funeral.

Before entering the gate of Bibi Siti's house, Dewi's steps stopped. Her eyes were on the house next to her. He saw a house that might have been good but now it seems unmanageable. There was something that made the Goddess look at him for a long time.

The house is like a dead house. Paint's faded. Some lath wood where the tile is installed broken down, the tile also fell apart scattered. The plasterboard that became the ceiling, each other revealed to be a nest of sparrows. The courtyard of the house was no less heartbreaking, trash of leaves scattered everywhere. Grass moult wild. Iron-iron trellis fence rusty house untouched paint. For a moment the Goddess felt sad to see the condition of the house.

Returning to the house she was referring to, the Goddess exclaimed in greeting. An old man with a dull complexion and a little hump who was weeding the branches of a mango tree that protruded into the house replied Dewi. He stopped his work looking at the Goddess immediately, then went down the tree and came to the girl.

“From whom neng?” asked the man so in front of the Goddess.

“It's right Mother's house?” ask the Goddess.

“Betul, there is need what yes?”

“I want to see him and his nephew, Buffet.”.

The man wrinkled his eyebrows.

“Instead? Is it not wrong? Aunt Siti who was looking was indeed inside.”.

“No father, last night I and Diangga met, he said he wanted to introduce me to his Aunt.” replied the Goddess timidly.

“Whose own name?”

“I have only met Diangga several times in the waterfall, but in that short time I have said my seriousness to him.”.

The man was more clueless with the girl's words, but finally opened the gate and asked Dewi to wait while she told Aunt Siti. Soon the old man came back and said. “Aunt Siti is waiting in the living room. Please enter neng..”.

Upon entering the door, a hijab-wearing woman greeted the Goddess by allowing her to sit. That's Aunt Siti.

“Mang Saliman says to see me?” ask this religious-faced woman.

“Betul Mother...” replied Dewi.

“Lantas, mean arrival sampean?”

“Begini mother, my name is Dewi. Last night I had a conversation with my niece, we had only met a few times, but we both loved each other. He asked me to come here to introduce you to Mom as his parent's replacement. Didn't she tell Mom?” ask the Goddess later.

“My nephew who does that mean? As far as I know, I do not have a nephew.?” disarming Auntie Siti while frowning.

“Instead.”

Surprised by Aunt Siti. “Instead.” hisses. He looked at the young girl in front of him fixedly from top to bottom.

“You are not mistaken son..?” ask this woman to think the girl is joking.

“Mom Means, Buffet is not Mom's nephew?” ask the Goddess who does not understand the woman's question.

“Wait for the Goddess, try to tell me where you met Diangga.?”

“In front of my inn not far from the waterfall last night.” explained the virgin.

“So nak Dewi said he had met a few times before, where have you met?” the aunt asked back.

The goddess nodded and explained. “First time I saw it under Curug Cipendok. Face pale. He stood looking at the water. I had intended to take a picture of him and the people around him, but suddenly my camera was blurry, for some reason. And to my amazement, his clothes were not even exposed to a strong waterfall!”

“Gusti Allah..” exclaimed Aunt Siti dumbfounded at the Goddess's explanation. His body slid limp onto the back of the chair. “Instead.. What curse has befallen you?! What sin did you commit that was so unsettled.?!”

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