Comploters Not Afraid of Ghosts

Chapter 4: A Pair of Ghosts in the Meatball War

Ari walks down the hallway of the psychiatric clinic. Therapeutics

the first one is done, he just hopes what he can do now

to calm the hearts of his parents. Upon entering the lobby, Ari slowed down his pace.

It was not that he could see what was in the small pond under the stairs.

His attention was precisely on the long bench a week ago a child

the woman sits there. Ari still remembers her name Tata. The bench is empty.

Until Ari is at the exit, she still imagines the girl is there

on that bench again. And Ari's hope of seeing the girl seems

materialised. He's out on his way to the lobby. Still wearing shirts and skirts.

This time it was maroon. Her hair, which was braided in two, is now left

smeared with bangs on forehead. The boy walked with his mother. Ari intentionally

stop at the exit. He wanted to let the boy in

foregoing. When the boy came in, he looked shocked to see Ari. Ari and he had

hold one second. But the boy quickly threw away his gaze and rushed over

heading to the long bench. And Ari just realized that the child's mother was

noticed it. Ari smiled stiffly and nodded, trying to say hello first.

The mother nodded, but her gaze remained flat. Then he headed to

informations. Ari rushed out of the lobby. She felt that mother did not like her. Before

stepping far away, Ari looked back. The lobby is still visible.

And the girl was staring at Ari from her seat. Ari stop.

It seems the girl wanted to convey something. Then the boy put

a piece of paper on the table and hurriedly stood up to welcome his mother who had come to

its direction. Then they both walked towards the hallway. Ari slowly turned around.

The paper is still on the table. Once inside Ari took it. It contained

mobile number.

Ari was still holding her phone. He's at the stop

bus. The boy's number he's entered. In the chat app, his profile picture

picture of the night sky. His status: exhausting days. There are five buses

passing in front of Ari. But Ari didn't move. He was still thinking of sending

message to the girl.

hi, tata ya, Ari

dare to write a message.

Ari waited for a while, there was no answer. One more bus

passing in front of Ari. When Ari wants to move, Hp Ari sounds. The boy is already

answered.

Hi, who is this?

I am ari who loves

drawing it to you, Ari quickly replied.

Hi Ari, thank you

it was in the lobby

yes, you can see

huh uh?

Yeah, in the lobby

really serem

kirain is just me

can see

Sometimes it's disturbing

really, before it

lama2 is ordinary

Sorry I was

my mom doesn't want me to see you

no what2

uh my doctor

come, go again yes

ok

It's raining outside tonight. Ari is done with

studied it. The TV still sounded in the living room. His mother is still in

sana. Ari was lying on the bed. His phone was next to him. From earlier he

hold her hp back and forth. A chat profile that says Tata is on the screen. When to

sending messages is always undo. Until the sound. Tata sent a message.

Hi Ari, are you sleeping?

no, Ari's fast

retaliate

I just saw

something

fuck

kunti, the shirt is red

why mountain?

just stand in

front mattress

the injection's still there?

no, he who

this afternoon I saw in the tree of the car park at my school

you are not what2

Nothing at all

really

Ja

if he comes again

tell me

Yes, thank you

horrifying me

yes

I'm gonna take some medicine

long ago, Abis wanted bobo

ok

Bye

bye

One more day Ari and Tata will meet. Tomorrow's schedule

their therapy is the same. And from tomorrow Tata is no longer delivered by his mother. But words

to watch him. Ari arrived early tomorrow. He's waiting for Tata near

parking the car, sitting behind the generator so that it does not look Tata driver. Some

minutes later Tata arrived. He's riding in a black mercy car. When down Tata

straight to the generator. He knew Ari was there. Behind their generator

meet. A clumsy atmosphere could happen.

“Ari right?” spontaneous Tata making a sound.

“Iya, Tata right?” ari replied no less clumsy.

“Let's go straight to the clinic,” says Tata covers up feelings

clumsily.

“Ayo,” Ari replied briefly.

Ari and Tata had to get out of there before

driver Tata knows. They walked quickly somewhat ducking out of the parking area. But

when they almost arrived at the clinic they were astonished. There are many in front of the clinic

throng. Ari and Tata speed up his pace. They tried to swerve

throng. There are fathers who want to enter the clinic but are detained by security guards.

“Sorry sir no one can enter,”sata Satpam.

“What's inside Sir,” asked the father.

“There's a trance Sir,”

“Incouple?”

“Yes, sisters on trance, there is office boy too.”

“How many people are possessed?”

“Many sir, because this morning the pool wants to be drained

water.”

Ari and Tata looked at each other. They started to crumble

go deeper. From the window of the lobby they could see some sisters were

lying on the floor. Including the sisters who used to handle Ari. They do

movement like a snake. Their tongues stick out. One of them is

handled one of the fathers wearing pecis. It seems that the father is overwhelmed. And

in addition to the possessed sisters, Ari and Tata could see many snakes

the moving black filled the floor until it climbed into the walls. Then in

back there stood a woman dressed as a Javanese queen. Her eyes

angry glares. It seems he knows Ari and Tata are watching him. Hodiernal

his eyes glared towards Ari and Tata. Tata jerks. He stepped back.

“Let's go from here,” spontaneously Ari holds hands

Tata and take her away from there.

With a little running they headed to the back of the building.

Because in the future, Tata's driver will catch them. In the most part

behind them stopped.

“You have nothing, right?” ari's face seriously examined Tata.

“No pa pa pa. I'm fine,” Tata's voice is still left

agitatedly. But at least he felt safe because he was far from the lobby.

Ari started checking around. Something made him curious.

Not far from there is a big river. The water is flowing but it is not

torrential. Then he noticed that there were two hospital buildings. One on the left

river, one on the right. Then there's a building that unites it

built on the river.

“Ta, look. The river flows under the building. That would be

psychiatric clinic,” Ari talks to Tata but his gaze leads to a river that

it flows under a building.

“Iya, that's the lobby in the clinic,” exclaimed Tata.

With a serious face, the two of them drew closer to the river. Somewhat

long they stood there. Then Ari noticed the back wall nearby

riverbank. There was a collapsed section that seemed to be still under repair. Ari

take Tata there. Because they can get out of the hospital through there.

Ari smiled, as well as Tata. They seemed to have found a way out, after all

I feel like I'm going to be locked up in the clinic. Then they saw across the street there

stall reads : Meatballs.

“You laper no,” ask Shy tata to Ari.

“You?” Ari asked back.

“Like meatballs right?” ask Tata again.

“Like,” Ari replied. Now his smile is on.

They both went into the shop. Pretty clean and pretty

good to hang out. There are many visitors too. After ordering, they sat down

on the corner of the bench. But not too long ago sitting down, Ari and Tata felt

something the same. On the bench next to them were boys and girls

wearing SMU clothes. They were silent like statues among their crowds of visitors

taverns. After being noticed, the clothes of the two children were torn and splashed

bloods. Their faces were flat, no nose, no eyes, no mouth.

Ari glanced at Tata. The woman's hand began to tensely stick to the surface of the table.

Ari quickly took out a small book and pencil from her bag. He started drawing

what's on the bench next door. Slowly Tata noticed Ari's finger starting

nimble scribbling his book. Tata began to close her seat to Ari. Till

the picture is so. Tata smile. He had forgotten his fear.

Their orders came. I was enthusiastic about the bowl

admissibility.

“Try I can picture like you,” Tata voiced while

start moving the spoon.

“You can write it if you want,” timpal Ari.

“Sometimes I write in diary sih.”

“Good it. Write it, I read it.”

“Totally?”

“Truly.”

“Tomorrow I bring ya.”

Ari nodded seriously while chewing. They both have been

fun with each bowl. No longer concerned with a pair of teenagers

flat-faced SMU clothes.