DARK NOTE

Part 5's. The Brother Who Suicide

Diandra is always on holiday on Thursdays. If that day comes, Adel will laze off to school. He wanted to take a holiday with Diandra, spend time with the streets.

"You're on semester break soon. Later the aunt took a walk, deh," Diandra promised while putting toast on the boy's plate. Adel just muttered lazily.

"Later tonight we play, yuk. Where you going?" haggard Diandra. Adel bit the tip of his toast and chewed quickly.

"To the house of Miss Vienna, yuk. Keep stopping by Sandra's mom. He's not gone yet?" Adel looks enthusiastic. Diandra swallowed.

"What else to do, anyway?" sudang Diandra's.

"It's okay. There's something Adel wants to ask," he said casually.

After dropping off Adel, Diandra stopped by the market to buy some kitchen necessities. While choosing the fish, he meets Bu Wulan, his mother Vienna.

"Eh, Miss Wulan. What's the state of Vienna?" sapana.

"Thank God you can talk as usual. The wound has also begun to heal, but he is still traumatized by sharp objects, especially scissors," said Ms. Wulan.

"Ah, sorry. Did you report the police?"

"Already, but there were no witnesses at the scene. CCTV complex has also not reached the scene, plus Vienna's shock condition, difficult to be asked."

Diandra nodded. He recalled that Vienna was found in a trench among the ranks of banana trees. Although in the complex, but the area has not been reached by CCTV.

"Oh yes, Mom. If I can play later Adel and I want to play, about Vienna can not be found?"

Mrs Wulan thought for a moment. Since that incident, Vienna has always locked itself in the house. He was forced to stop until the new school year, fortunately the headmaster of the High School still has a sibling bond with his father.

"Try it, Ma'am. I am also worried about her trauma. But who knows Ma'am can entertain him" said Ms. Wulan. Diandra looked relieved.

The woman immediately paid for two goldfish and said goodbye to Bu Wulan who was still busy choosing fresh shrimp.

**

"Come, Auntie!" yelled Adel while wearing shoes. On his shoulder was a black bag containing stationery. Diandra who was looking for the key to his motorbike clicked annoyed.

"Attent. Find the motor key first, dong. How is there no?"

Adel went back in and started looking. He saw the key hanging in place, while Diandra ruffled the drawer underneath.

"That's .. isn't it there?" show Adel astonished annoyed.

Diandra looked up, he grabbed the key in disbelief.

"So nothing, that's why aunty is looking everywhere" he murmured in surprise.

"Udah, come. The important thing is to meet," cried Adel impatiently.

Diandra rushed after Adel out, then locked the door. Before the door closed he could see a keychain that felt strange. He really didn't see the key there.

The afternoon air was warm, the streets were not too crowded. Diandra drove his bike casually.

"Where are you going?" diandra asked while glancing at the rearview mirror. Adel did not answer.

"Del ...!"

Silent.

Diandra slowed down his motorbike and turned around in annoyance because Adel had just been silent.

"Del ... why silence sa .. haahh!" Diandra. Why is Adel not there? He sure was right, the boy had gone up to the splat. Although without a sound, his hand had felt touching his shoulder.

With a tremble, Diandra turned the direction, returning home. He tries to calm down and convince himself that Adel missed, accidentally.

Arriving home, he found the boy sitting in front of the gate with a sour face. His mouth was pursed, like a seahorse.

"Del, why are you here? Didn't it go up ...." Diandra asked in confusion.

"So, Adel right, again really shoelaces. Uh ... aunt has run away," she said.

"Ta .. but, really, aunt felt you had gone up, really. Aunty asked diem, right until the intersection there, you are not there," refuted Diandra.

"Yes, there's no. My man hasn't boarded." Adel stomped his feet before climbing into the splotch.

Is correct. Adel went up like this, touched his shoulder, and Diandra turned the gas. Ah, what is it that is tired to hallucinate?

**

Diandra stopped his motorbike in front of the green painted house. They've been here before, the house still looks the same. As quiet as no occupants. Even his yard began to be overgrown with weeds and dry leaves scattered. Has Sandra left for Jakarta?

"Assalamu'alaikum ...." Adel came closer to the gate that collapsed due to rust.

"It looks like no one, Del," said Diandra while turning off the engine.

"Ah yes, Auntie, there's a phone number. Try calling," Adel's pinta.

Diandra checks his phone, looking for Sandra's number that he has saved. Adel had actually saved the number, but his phone was left behind.

"Not active," murmured Diandra.

Adel frowned, looking at Sandra's bedroom window. Closed tightly and seems long enough not to open. Many cobwebs adorn the outer side of their leaves.

"Yes, we're going to Vienna, yuk. But buy brownies first at the bakery store near the square. Pretty good," said Diandra pulled Adel's hand.

Just a few meters glide, suddenly the motor engine dies, right around the corner. The streets of the Sandra house area are only small roads that are rarely passed by motorists. So there's no one there.

"Duh, why?" Adel went down because Diandra had trouble turning the motor back on.

"No idea, here. Gasoline is still there. Maybe less heat the engine," cetus Diandra.

Adel sat on the side of the road while watching Diandra who was trying to compartmentalize the gasoline hose. Faintly he heard the sound of a motor from behind, but stopped not far from them.

"Who, Del? Try asking for help, gih ...," Diandra ordered.

Without being told twice Adel got up. The motorist is invisible because it is blocked by the bend.

"Eh, stop in front of Ms. Sandra's house!" adel shouted while turning around.

"Huh, who? Sandra?"

"It doesn't seem like it, look at it for yourself, deh," pointed Adel.

Diandra immediately stood up his motorbike and looked towards Adel pointing. Sandra's house is still visible because it is located at the very end where they stand. Someone is suspicious. Without removing the helmet, step over the collapsed fence and head to the side of the house.

"Dear, Aunt's coworker?"

Diandra nodded. They noticed Sekara disappearing behind the side walls of the house. What's he doing?

Until a few minutes they just peck, until a biker passes and glakson because the Diandra motorbike blocks the road.

"Sorry, Mas. Anu .. That's my bike breaking down. Where's the nearest workshop, huh?" The engine moves the motor to the left side.

"Well, far away. That is, turn back and forth until there is a fork that goes to the market. There's a patrol post, next to it a workshop. If pushed, pretty tired."

Diandra looked at Adel. The boy pouted like before when left at home.

"Let me see first. Coincidentally I'm a machine school major," bargained the young man who then turned off the engine motor.

Diandra.

"Mr, are you sure it's on strike? There is no problem anyway" said the young man moments ago turned the key and pressed the starter button. Lit.

Diandra looked at Adel, asking for his belief that it had indeed broken down. The boy nodded, reassuring the young man a dozen years ago.

"Yes, it's on fire. Be careful if you go around this corner you have to horn" he said before leaving those dumbstruck.

"Why?" Adel still asked.

"Must know, huh?" the punk-haired boy. "There's a guard. Especially since the elementary school kid in the house killed himself, "pointing him towards Sandra's house. They followed the direction of the young man and were shocked. The motor that had stopped in front of the house was no longer there.

Diandra immediately pulled Adel's hand and launched his motorbike, leaving the streets deserted which made him uncomfortable.

Along the way they fell silent, until they arrived at Adel square reminding them to stop by the cake shop.

"Del, don't you see anything in there?" senggol Diandra when they're in the parking lot.

"See what? That ghost? Kan Adel has said, not indigo who can see just any subtle creature," he said.

"But you can see the ghost of that little boy?" sangsi Diandra's.

"Of course, yeah ...." Adel shrugged his shoulders.

They bought a box of brownies to take with them to Vienna's house and half a dozen doughnuts for Adel. The boy who had been frowning all the way back was cheerful.

At the Vienna house.

Mrs Wulan was sweeping the terrace when they came. Friendly, the woman invited her in and behind to call Vienna.

"Wina, there's Madam Diandra and Adel, no. Let's go out first," take Ms. Wulan. Vienna put down her phone and came out lazily.

"Hi, Win. Sorry if we were interrupting. How are you doing? It has not been seen for a long time so we stopped by," said Diandra handed the brownie box into the hands of the tall girl.

Vienna simply nodded and looked at Adel with disdain.

"We're new from Sandra's house, but it looks like she has left for Jakarta" Adel said. Vienna raised an eyebrow, looking so shocked.

"What's that doing there?" tanyanya.

"Eh, nothing, really. I happen to know her family and Sandra said that time she wanted to move to Jakarta. That's why we stopped by," Diandra. He nudged Adel's arm, upset.

"Sandra, don't you have a family?" cetus Vienna is suspicious. Diandra misbehaved.

"Oh yeah? Uh, that's what we know about Sandra anyway. Moreover, she often shopped to the store where I worked," Diandra's smile covered her lie earlier. Vienna just stared at them coldly.

"Don't be near Sandra" he said softly as they were about to part.

"Eh ...?"

"You don't know, he's a weird kid. Especially since his sister died by suicide" Vienna murmured and closed the door, leaving Diandra and Adel glued, looking at each other's shadows through the door's black glass.

"Vienna! You're driving them out?" There was a sound of Bu Wulan coming from the kitchen. Vienna did not answer, only the sound of another door being slammed, then silence.

Diandra pulls Adel's hand. They left the Viennese house with a series of questions in their minds.

**

That night, Adel had made up his mind. Revealing who the ghost of the little boy is and who 'Sister' he means.

Accompanied by Diandra, he grasped a paper containing Javanese writing, Sandra giving. He believes the paper is the ghost-calling medium.

With his chest pounding, he closed his eyes. Trying to recite sentence by sentence which he managed to translate. Not to forget the last word, 'Titi Wanci' he tidied in his heart over and over again.

It had been five minutes he tried, but the ghost that he now hoped for his presence did not appear. Exasperatedly, he squeezed the paper.

"Where, Del?"

"Eitherway. Where's that ugly ghost, huh? Though that time whenever Adel thought of this writing, he would appear."

Diandra examined the writing with pencil graffiti from Adel's translation. Read it over and over again.

'Yes in (h)am sa ja. (H)a ku (h)a kan me nun bag kan sa kit ha ti mu. Ti ti wan ci's'

"Hm. Is it possible that the ghost was Sandra's sister who killed herself?"

Adel. Also true. And what 'Sister' means, is Sandra? But why did he ask for help? What happened to Sandra? Is he under someone's pressure?

Somebody's. Lest the mouth tearer had met Sandra and told the girl to silence her identity. That's why Sandra moved to Jakarta.

Diandra tells Adel to go to sleep. They are now sleeping in the room, because of the incident at that time. Though Adel is okay, but Diandra is traumatized and also.

Adel pulled the blanket, trying to close his eyes. Suddenly he remembered something.

"Tante, who was at the patrol post, victim after Miss Vienna, what was his name?"

"West. Why?"

"Know her house?"

"No. If you want to know, ask the security guard at that time. Perhaps you know," Diandra replied as she closed her eyes.

"Well, since Sarah's mother's incident, the ghost appeared clearly. Follow me home" whispered Adel. But Diandra didn't respond. He's already asleep.

***