Catastrophe In Old House

Catastrophe In Old House
Hidden Room



The sun was starting to lean east, our vision was also starting to be limited. The crickets began to greet each other. It was far enough that we walked into the forest, my legs had started to ache. Dimas who realized it stopped his footsteps.


"Do we just take a break for a second?" Dimas turned his body towards me. Now our eyes meet.


"Hmm. Don't, brother, I'm still strong. If we take a break, it will be night time" I said, pointing to the rising sun, which now only leaves light to the orange in the blue sky. While the shape of the sun has sunk behind the tall trees.


"You sure?, if not let me carry" he said as he patted the shoulder of the field.


"Eh. no need, brother, I can walk alone really", Dimas looked at me probing, as if he did not believe me. So that it made me misbehave, I quickly turned my face to the right.


Maybe now my cheeks are red.


"Well..." Dimas breathed. He immediately grabbed my left hand, which shocked me.


"Well then, let me hold your hand. It's night now, I'm afraid we'll be apart" Hearing his words I just nodded and followed where he went.


I don't think it was far enough from where we were standing just now, suddenly there was the sound of someone screaming.


"PLEASE!!! HELP!!!! PLEASE!!!" It was clearly a female voice. Not only screams but also in the interspersed sobbing.


Hearing that we both stared at each other. As if understanding the thoughts of each of us immediately ran to find the origin of the sound.


"Sister...it!" I pulled Dimas's arm to stop running and pointed at the woman who was running in fear.


"cha..." Dimas called the woman. Feeling his name being called, Ocha looked around and found the two of us hiding behind a high enough Bushes. Without thinking for a long time Ocha immediately approached and hid with us.


"Di...Dimas...?" The woman was stammered.it still seemed difficult to neutralize oxygen into her body.


"Sstt... " Sister Dimas put his index finger in front of his mouth hinting to remain silent. Ocha nodded in understanding.


It has been a while since we have been hiding even now that the sky is dark. But don't see anyone or anything coming after Ocha.


"It looks like he's lost track of you deh cha" said Brother Dimas who was still focusing on watching around.


"Yes, it seems so" said Ocha as he sat on the bushes. He looks so exhausted. His clothes were not only exposed to sweat but there were also blood spots there. While his hair has been a lot of loose from the hair tie.


"Yes, if that is so you come with us, all change your clothes" I said as I sat beside him and held his right shoulder. He just nodded without answering.


***


Arriving at the old house, I saw the porch lights had not been turned on, and when I opened the door the lights inside had not been turned on either. Where was the grandmother? Was he not home from morning?


"Sir..grandmother..." I searched the kitchen, the bathroom, but there was no sign of the old grandmother.


"In the room, huh?" I said as I turned the doorknob. Just wanted to open Ocha talk and it looks like it's me.


"Do you have any clothes I can wear?" He said while smiling awkwardly at me.


"Ah.. yes, let's go to my room" We also entered the room kecalu kak Dimas sitting on a chair in the living room.


"Wear this" I said, giving her a long-sleeved red shirt and long jeans and not forgetting I gave her a towel.


"The bathroom is in the kitchen, you can clean the bada there" I said as kindly as I could.


"Risa" I said as I reached out to her.


He smiled and shook my hand. "Thank you Risa," Aky nodded and let go of her hand.


While waiting for Ocha in the bathroom I went back to look for the grandmother. When I opened the door, the only thing I saw was one bed and two closets. There's nobody there. But out of curiosity, I went into Grandma's room. Surprised, the shirt is a little but why two?


First I opened the closet closest to the mattress and the contents were just the clothes and gloves of the grandmother. Everything is green.


"There's nothing interesting here" I said as I closed the closet door. Then I walked towards the last cupboard.


"What's this?" I looked at the closet. A basement, there's a ladder.



"Risa... What are you doing?" Dimas appeared behind the door of Grandma's room on the tail of Ocha who was standing behind her.


"Look at this"I pointed to the closet.


"Well... Is there a room here?, we're in?" Dimas said as he looked at me and Ocha alternately.


"Hmm.. wait a minute, what if there's something terrible in there?" Ocha seems to be still in the ditch.


"I don't know, so you know what if we go in there?" Dimas replied lightly.


"What if my grandmother suddenly came home? And we're still inside? We can end" I said in denial.


"Huh. ya already... then wait a while longer, if grandma does not come home, we have to go inside, if you do not want me to enter alone" Dimas then walked out of the room in annoyance. He seemed very curious about the room.


'he thinks he's the one who's curious, me too, but shouldn't we be careful?' My inner.


***


Silent, no one started the conversation, but now we were gathered in the living room. I tried to break into the clumsiness and I got a subject that could be discussed.


"Ocha... What happened to you?" I was curious about the thing that made Ocha run around for help in addition to her clothes that had blood spots.


Instead of answering my question, Ocha cried. "Cha... Why cry?" This time Dimas asked.


"We're after someone he's carrying a sharp object in his hand. I. I managed to escape and Liam. she...." Is it starting to tighten, Liam? That's the name of the body we found.


"Yes... I already know Liam is gone, what about the others?" Dimas' face looks sad.


"I don't know about the three of them, we're looking for you... I'm with Liam and your sister with both of them" Ocha explained.


Now I know, it turns out that Ocha was also one of Dimas' friends who got lost here. And the blood on Ocha's shirt must be Liam's.


"How does that guy look?" Ask me.


"I couldn't see it clearly, his face was covered with his long hair". Ocha Clear.