Ghost Villa

Mystery 096 Part 1

Bastian's point of view

This afternoon, in the final year of school where I was sitting relaxed behind the house, after coming home to help you sell groceries which became my new activity. While waiting for the results of my graduation to one of the universities in the city of flowers.

As the hope of Mother who must continue my education, because I remember very well “as long as mother and father can still work on the task of adek and Salsa's brother must get enough education, even more,".

Although my family is quite enough, even more, but simplicity is something that is taught in the family, to me. Mother is one of the senior teachers at one of the Primary Schools (SD) in this city and Mr. selling basic food, a long time even since I was a child has been selling.

“Bas, how did your registration result have news from teacher BK?,” said Mother, saying, while sitting beside me and disperse my daydream about how it will move if it is really accepted where the same university with my feet.

“Eh Mother, tomorrow Bastian to school seems like tomorrow there will be news of registration results, hopefully it will be in accordance with the department I want bu,” I replied.

“Hopefully well received, last night Mother and Father have a long talk and agree, if later you get it, because it will automatically be a double fee with Salsa, from the start of the needs of the two of you, from the beginning, from the smallest to the cost of college, let less reduce how if later Bastian and Salsa brother live in the former grandmother's house,” said Mother explained slowly.

“Loh, grandma's house does not want to be sold yah bu?, emang no one wants to buy?,” my question, because it's been a long time ago, I once told you about the sale plan of the house.

“Tau itself Bus, Haman and Yayan two older sisters Mother also pengenya that, but several times there are people who are interested but fail to continue to buy it, this is the reason,” replied Mother.

“I've agreed Mom, Salsa sister how does she want to?,” my question.

“Barusan noon at school mother phone and she agreed, let alone enough cost money for you two could be pocket money, continued Bastian can take care of Salsa sis as well,” replied Mother, answer, I stroked my head and smiled.

I just nodded, because indeed I also know how much income Mother and also Father especially have been a few weeks ago I calculated the income of the grocery store and expenses, especially, indeed, the thing that I said just now is the most reasonable thing, to reduce the burden of family“ Tonight I want to contact first mang Yaya to prepare the house and all the needs in the house well, I want to contact you,” said Mommy, which means you agree with what you have to offer me.

After a short chat this afternoon, I immediately remembered about how the grandmother's house, even though it had been a long time, since my grandmother died when I was 3 years old, precisely in 1997 I never went there again, only short stories from Mother alone that little by little make my memory of the house.

Because from childhood, until Grandma died I was taken care of and lived in that house. However, it has been a long time and to remember to be 3 years old is a very difficult thing.

Until nightfall, I had no chat with Mom or Dad, only when I wanted to get out of the room to make coffee to the kitchen I heard the talk of Dad and Mom in the living room.

“Is it okay mom, if they both live there?,” asked Dad, like there is anxiety I see from the look on his face.

“Already sir will be fine, it's just his choice, let alone our financial condition is like this sir,” replied Mother, very really reassuring Father because I accidentally heard it, I heard it, I didn't seem to hear what they were talking about and just walked around as usual to the kitchen, and made coffee.

Finished, I walked back while approaching Mom and Dad.

“Why indeed sir, if Bastian and brother Salsa live in the grandmother's house?,” my question with a very flat tone.

“It's okay Bas, I'm just worried that you two have to take care of everything especially the house must be taken care of sir,” said Mother with like forcing an answer, although indeed I feel also quite reasonable answer from mother.

“Iya right Bas, oiyah mang Yaya starting tomorrow prepare the house, so later your move is not impromptu well,” said the Father calmly.

After that, I went back to the room and spent a lot of time just playing games, until sleepiness really came to me, somehow maybe because I was tired, just 22:00 Has been a few days now, being my new bedtime.

This morning according to my plan, after the usual father was very early in the morning must have gone to the store, and Mother left first before I left. So there is never a perfect morning to spend breakfast with, is the other side of my family that I think is unique, has been busy since morning.

After a little sun started rising this morning and after contacting teacher BK telling me that I was coming to school, I immediately went to school on my old motorcycle, sure enough when I arrived at school many friends of the same generation waiting for the results of registration.

“Alhamdulillah, I must be happy to hear this news,” I said in my heart, after seeing the letter that Bk's mother had printed and I read carefully even though it was still the registration stage, which means being able to take the test at the same University as Salsa even according to my desired major.

I went straight to the store before today really the sun was very high, got to the store and immediately told you about this good news.

“Nakah!, even though his father is not in high school, his father's son can both,” said the father, while hugging me so proudly.

“These weeks seem to Bastian must immediately move the pack, let the adaptation first with the house and all the environment, if the word is not accepted when it has been selected on the campus, if you're there at most with Salsa's brother later assisted sir,” said, while sitting at the cashier's table, which will replace the father today to rest.

You did not immediately answer what I was talking about there was a little daydream with what I just said “What is wrong,” I said in my heart.

"Pak how even daydream again,” I said, while patting the arm of the Father.

“Oh yes Bas, can indeed be so much better, according to just the morning father of the phone Salsa also suggested the same thing with you,” replied Mr.

Although there was a little awkwardness with the incident chat last night about the anxiety of the Father, but this anxiety like there are other things that slightly shook me as well, although I don't really understand the feeling I'm feeling right now.

“Later in the afternoon, the father of the phone mang Yaya 4 more days on Saturday, this Sunday, while conditioning Salsa's brother so that together with moving to the grandmother's house yah,” said father.

Next I contacted Mom at her teaching break, and immediately made her very happy with the news I gave, and she was very happy, congratulating her several times, even though she was still receiving registration.

“What happiness can be as simple as this,” I said in my heart, after ending the conversation with Mom.

Spending time by helping the father a little lighten up and give more rest time for the father, and not infrequently I reply to messages with Salsa.

“Cie graduated in 2012 who wants to be a campus child,” message from Salsa's sister.

“Haha sis later take me around well let me know,” reply me quickly.

“Tesnya managed to enter the bloon, already want to play a little sister this one, eh seriously we stay at home grandma?,” reply sister Salsa.

“He is your mother and father does not yet tell you brother?,” reply me.

“Yaudah anyway, if indeed you get it will be different campus building with brother, brother who is more decket Bus with campus, let alone your department will be different building is okay, anyway, from grandma's house anyway, later tell the package just your old motorbike it may be irit money hahaha,” reply brother Salsa.

“I kirain why, yaudah it's easy brother, kirain sister does not want to stay at Grandma's house,” reply me quickly.

After ending the conversation through a message with Salsa, I had imagined the jealousy that would occur, especially me and Salsa's brother were not like sister and sister, already like close friends, everything I told, I told you, even closer.

Four days passed busy, me, Mom and Dad prepared everything, as well as mang Yaya that I already knew from the story of the mother is a confidant of Grandma first, and then she was a confidant, although the age is slightly older than Mom and Dad but from the story of Mother, mang Yaya people who are still looking young, because it is a person with a very friendly person and also happy to joke.

Once everything is ready, all my belongings are separated by the other car driven by the theme of the Father, which will be according to plan to pick up the transfer also from the cost of Salsa. While me, Mom and Dad one car that you drive.

The journey to the city where I will learn everything, quite takes a long time even though the journey using the toll road, which is usually normal about 3 hours because the weekend might be a little ngaret, he said, because of this line. Even with the other car is separated, only communicate via phone only.

In the course of the journey Mother and Father did not tell at all about the house, only about the mang Yaya, and, the mother and two older brothers who paid a joint venture for Mang Yaya to always take care of the house, especially the mang Yaya from the original area.

I could only laugh with the silliness of Mang Yaya and get even more impatient to get to the house, moreover, heard the news that the other car has gone out of the toll and entered into a different city just a few minutes by car Mr.

Not so long ago, already out the toll and into the city, enjoying the traffic jam was the main thing that I felt was not much different from where my house was located, where my house was, so it's nothing new, it's just continuing the traffic jam.

After an hour or so, the car finally stopped in front of the house. The first view says “The old house is very old,” I said in my heart, and not long mang Yaya out, sure when it came down and greet clearly looks like his person is very warm.

After that, he entered a car whose gate was opened by Mang Yaya.

“Old yah teteh not here, the age of this house is twice the age of us hehe,” said mang Yaya.

“For a long time, usually mang each know for themselves two older brothers are busy and different cities are also like this,” replied Mother while walking on the front porch.

I who look around just amazed by buildings like this, still maintained even the paint looks new, maybe Yang Yaya prepared for me and Salsa's feet to the end.

My admiration did not end with just seeing the building and its breadth, let alone seeing the freshly manicured plants that were now right in my sight, when I was sitting added to my belief that this house is really well maintained, even though like mang Yaya said his age was twice that of Mother and Mang Yaya.

“The backyard is also as well maintained as this?,” my question while returning to stand looking around the house.

“Sama Bas, well no more work amang every day take care of this house,” replied mang Yaya with a smile.

I listened to the chatter between Father and Mang Yaya, while Mother was seen by me even the first time daydreaming while facing the roof of the building next to Grandma's house, several times I asked him not to answer.

“Bu tumben daydreaming why?,” asked me the third time, while patting Mom's arm.

“Oh no Bas, I'm nostalgic so remember the days of mom here with grandpa and grandma,” replied the mother stammeringly, like giving a forced answer even though it still makes sense.

“What's wrong with the house next to the mom?,” my question, because before seeing Mom's view of the house really made me ask like that, I said, even the chatter of Father and Mang Yaya to stop for what I asked Mom.

It makes me also surprised “what is wrong with what I asked,” I said in my heart.

Almost a few seconds suddenly the atmosphere of silence, I who feel increasingly strange, when what I ask is the most ordinary thing.

“Home next door Bas, there is the same roof as this house,” replied mang Yaya while laughing.

The answer was also agreed by Father and Mother, while they both smiled, although to me the sentence that Yaya said was not at all funny, either, I smiled to cover my dissatisfaction with what I asked Mom.

Not long ago the car carrying my belongings and Salsa's belongings arrived visible from the spotlight lights that can be seen turning towards the gate of the house.

“Over time also good to leave this afternoon, so this afternoon can be unloaded,” said Mr. while standing and parking the new car that came.

Mr. and mang Yaya are busy dropping off one by one the goods, while I just saw Salsa again after almost three months of never coming home and just met back at this grandmother's house.

Salsa's mother and sister immediately talked about college and many things. While Mang Yaya and Mr. began to enter all the goods helped by his theme Mr.

I just sat in the living room of the house, looking at some photos that are still plastered neatly, very neatly even much more neatly with those in my house, seen old photos of old times once. My things and Salsa's brother piled up in the second room of this house.

There are six rooms in this house, two rooms Salsa and me facing each other and three other rooms are empty, one room is now made into a mushola by mang Yaya, very, very comfortable, “As back to 30 years with rooms like this,”.

Mother helped Salsa to rearrange her room, while me and my father tidied up my room, Mang Yaya and her theme Dad paired the TV that I accidentally brought from my room at home, all work together to quickly settle down, because the plan is that Father and Mother will not stay overnight, especially the Father the next day must return to selling.

Since my room was not too much stuff like Salsa's sister, the windows of my room were directed towards the wall that was the separation with the house next door that I had previously asked the mother, while Salsa's room faced me head-on.

It has been almost 3 hours to clean everything up, and it does not feel adzan magrib reverberate right once all the activities are finished.

Salsa brother and I have no brother to joke with as well as mang Yaya, which makes it not uncommon to invite laughter Mother, Father and theme.

“Bas, sister, Mother tonight also come home again, you are comfortable here well, all affairs askin aja same mang Yaya well,” said Mother who then performed Worship before returning home.

“Aman, later amang who tells the rules in this house, rich ordinary school has a rule,” replied Mang Yaya with a joke.

“Yehh... Mang college school,” replied Salsa with a laugh.

Because it is the look of the face and the words of mang Yaya is quite humorous, it can always make the atmosphere back cheerful just like that, which makes me a little not worried about the next will stay in this house.

“Iya mang maklumin if children like this well,” said Mr with a serious tone.

“Quiet sir, amang already usual againkan amang no children, will certainly consider like a child himself,” replied mang Yaya reassured Father.

Not long after the Father, Mother and her friend finished preparing after performing their worship saying home with messages from Mother to me and Salsa very much, one by one I listened carefully. Because the rest of it, I know it's just a worry you're saying.

Seriate