DEAD
Section 27
“Rena, I want to say something to you.”
He just wanted to say hello to Arsya and ask her why she came so early. Even her brother had just left the house, but had not had time to say anything, Arsya had already spoken first.
Rena observed Arsya. The young man's face was serious, his jaw was hardened and his gaze was sharp.
“It sure is important, yeah? You come so early, it is impossible if it is not important,” reply Rena. He really thinks like that. What else is it? There's no way Arsya's going to see him this fast if it's not important, like there's no other time.
Arsya nodded, picked up the old book and said, “This is yours? Missed in the car yesterday.”
Rena was a little surprised to see the book, but a second later she heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that Arsya returned the book quickly. Rena regained consciousness a few seconds later. Arsya came to see him this early and discussed Anna's diary.
Did something happen to that young man? Rena wonders. Yeah, no more wrong. Something must have happened. Given that Dara brought the book and something bad happened to him, there must have been something wrong with Arsya. Rena hopes it's not a bad thing.
Seeing Arsya is fine, still in a healthy state, Rena so guessing what things the young man had experienced. Whatever it was, he was grateful not to make Arsya hurt like Dara.
“Yes, this is mine. From last night I did not see you, apparently missed in your car. I thought about it, but I was afraid I was careless and told the book somewhere else. Thank you well already want to turn this book, so early even,” said Rena while taking the book from Arsya.
“Where did you get the book from?”
“Although why?” ask Rena back. He felt that Arsya must have opened the book.
Arsya scratched his nape that was not itchy, wrong behavior. Don't know what to say. Come to think of it, from his point of view as a man who thinks rationally, the story he wants to tell Rena next will definitely sound ridiculous and absurd. Sure oes. Rena could be thinking nothing of herself.
The thought made him hesitate to ask, but if he did not speak he would not know what had happened.
“Sya, you are fine, ‘kan?”
Arsya looked at Rena for a moment. The girl looked fine, in stark contrast to the one she had seen in her dreams. Well, he started to remember his nightmares again last night. It can really torment her, her thoughts and feelings.
“Sya?”
“I dreamed you last night.” Those words just slid from his mouth, which immediately made Arsya want to grieve herself for saying such an ambiguous thing. Rena could have interpreted her sentence with another meaning.
And it's true, hearing Arsya say that last night dreamed of it, Rena became blushing. Immediately he lowered his head, his brother's words flashed back in his head.
“By the way about Arsya, you don't feel that she has something like that to you?”
“You're not aware, anyway. He seems to be deliberately interested in your attention.”
Rena managed to control herself a few seconds later. He raised his face and asked, “Mimpiin me?”
“Iya, I dreamed you, but ...”
“But?”
“Where's the story, I'm afraid you think that's not to me if I tell.”
The shadow that was in the girl's head about Arsya's dream was instantly lost when she found out that it was a nightmare. Arysa dreamed it and it was a nightmare? Rena was embarrassed to think of anything else.
“Nightmare? You had nightmares about me?” Rena did not expect Arsya would experience that. It must have something to do with the book, for sure. Rena thinks so.
“Yes, you sit down first. Sorry, I was late to tell you to sit down, because it was just clinging to, anyway.”
Arsya complied and immediately sat on the seat on the veranda.
“Daffa where?” arsya asked, she only realized the boy's absence next to Rena after sitting down.
“You're inside, again watching TV.”
“Tumben not coming out.”
“Again get his favorite cartoon. I also just wanted to close the door, really. He seems like a preoccupation watching so don't realize that I haven't entered.”
“Oh.” Arsya just said that.
They were enveloped in an uncomfortable awkward atmosphere.
“On the nightmare,” said Arsya broke the silence between them, “I don't know why can dream like that, but ..” Arsya told me about her nightmare for Rena.
Honestly, hearing Arsya's story gives Rena goosebumps. The terrifying figure that appeared in his dream was the same as the one who wanted to kill him first and who pushed Dara from the stairs. The figure he thinks and Dara, as well as Grandpa Han is Sophie.
“So I asked where you got the book from, because it's a foreign language and there's a William name mentioned in it. It was actually William who built this house, ‘kan? Or anyone else?”
Rena breathed a heavy sigh. He can no longer hide this xhal from Arsya after Sophie also bothers him. Arsya must know what he and Dara have experienced. Indeed, Dara had previously said that he did not tell what had happened to Arsya and Marvin, but if it had been this, inevitably Rena had to tell Arsya.
“This book,” Rena put the book on a round table in front of her, “is a diary of Anna, sister of Sophie, wife of Mr. William, who built this house. Daffa who found this book in the attic, I also do not know exactly why this book could be there. Maybe Anna used to write the book there, and previous residents did not try to take or touch this book, but this book holds a lot of information about what has happened in this house.”
“So you said that Daffa found this book in the attic? The attic? How can Daffa get up there?” Arsya cuts as Rena takes a momentary pause.
Rena nodded. “She said she didn't go up there, but I found her sleeping there as she wrapped her head around this book.”
Then Rena told the incident to Arsya, following other events she had experienced. Everything, including Dara. Arsya was clearly shocked to hear the cause of Dara's fall from the actual stairs.
“So in this book there are two spirits that ... and one of them that I saw in the dream?” Arysa stared at the book in front of her with widened eyes.
“Sama kayak I said earlier,” replied Rena. “Meanwhile I was worried that this book was in you, I was afraid that he might bother you too like he was bothering Dara.”
“Tapi—”
Arsya stopped talking, because from inside the house came the cry of Daffa.
