GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 70: MITA LESTARI

At first we wanted to ask about the name 'TARI' on the tomb at that time, but because of the look on the face of Mega's mother who returned unfriendly, we finally chose to ask her later, only, returning from Mita Lestari's house.

The path we were about to cross actually had a heavy terrain. The stones were large and there were some that were rather sharp. We must really focus on choosing the safe part of the road, so as not to slip or stumble.

"Where is the house not yet visible?" cetus Lidya's.

"Patience, Lid. Maybe soon" replied Dawn.

"Is this really the way to Mita's? We fear the wrong way, or ...," said Lidya back.

"Aren't we following Mega's instructions?" my word.

"You seem to have a lot of faith in that middle-aged woman, Im? Do you have any suspicions about him? You saw it for yourself, right? How he suddenly became nervous when he learned of our plan to investigate the case of the death of Tari," replied Lidya again.

"Yes right, Im. We have to be careful of that woman. He's too weird in my opinion. Try watching! The name of his little friend who died was Tari, then the tombstone on the tomb in front of his house also reads the name of Tari. Don't you think it looks weird?" Cindy said.

I just kept quiet and couldn't answer anything. The other three friends seem to agree with Cindy.

"Well, there's a couple of houses in front of us! That must be where Mita's house is" I shouted.

"Alhamdullah, we have finally arrived. Far away too, huh?" answer Dawn.

Finally, the five of us arrived at a colony where residents lived in the village of Randu Asih. There are houses facing each other there. The house looks simple, somewhat smaller than the house of Mega bu earlier.

"The house is all closed, huh? It is not usual for villagers to close their homes during the day like this" Gatot said.

"Yes, Tot's weird. So, how do we find out Mita's house, if all the houses are closed like this?" peekik Lidya's.

"Come, we'll choose one of the houses for us to go to!" my word.

"This is it, Im!" chuckle the Dawn while stopping in front of one of the houses.

The house is the smallest. The walls are made of bamboo. So did the door leaf. We lined up to face the door of the house.

"Asalamualaikum ..," cried Dawn followed by all of us.

There is no answer from within. Dawn took a step towards the door, intending to knock on the door leaf with the back of his hand. However, before the back of his hand touched the surface of the door leaf, suddenly the door of the house opened inward.

[Kriss]

The sound of a door leaf being opened. The five of us held our breaths while waiting for the appearance of someone behind the door who was opening the door from within. However, until the door was wide open and glowing, there was no one behind the door. The five of us sat with each other in astonishment, for we did not feel the presence of the strong wind that opened the door. Not yet exhausted our sense of surprise at that time, suddenly.

[Maooooong]

A cat jumped from the chair to the ground floor in front of us. We all ran away from the house.

"Duh, you're the Jar even chose the house earlier, make my heart feel like it would be dislodged," cried Cindy.

"Where do I know that it will be so scary" replied Fajar.

"You're the one who's chosen now, Im. Usually your choice is always right" said Lidya.

"Okay, you see that house whose curtains are open! It looks like there's someone" I replied.

The five of us walked closer to the house at the end. The house is the largest among the others. With cream paint, this house looks more alive than others. There is a hanging decoration in front of the house, a decoration that will rotate and ring every time the wind blows.

"Asalamualaikum ..," the voices of the five of us said their greetings.

There's no answer. I took a step towards the door, then I knocked on the door and said my greetings.

"Acollins ...,"

There was no answer, but I heard footsteps being dragged from inside the house. We were silent for a moment while sharpening our hearing to confirm what we heard just now. It was true that it was indeed a person's footsteps. Even this time the footsteps were getting faster and harder towards the door. There was a sound of chirping, and the doorknob turned, followed by the door leaf that opened inward. We again had to hold our breath waiting for the face of the person who was about to appear from behind the door.

A few seconds later, a hand wrapped in white cloth came from behind the door, after the door opened perfectly visible a human with a body wrapped in white cloth from head to toe. Only his face remains visible.

"Waalaikumsalam ...," the middle-aged woman replied.

We were still standing in front of the house.

"I'm sorry, son. I was thinking so long ago I opened the door" said the mother again.

"Oh, it's okay, ma'am. No, we just knocked on the door" replied Fajar.

"Please come in, son! I want to change clothes first," said the mother while giving us the opportunity to go inside, while she herself went into another room.

We followed her orders to enter the house and sit in her living room chair. Dawn sat in the deepest seat followed by the other four children. About a minute later the mother came in green.

"There's something I can help you with, son. Who are you looking for in this area?" ask the mother.

"Look, Mom. We were from Mega's house. We want to find the address of one of our schoolmates, his name is Mita Lestari," replied Fajar.

"Oh, from Mega's house, to? Incidentally then, I am Mita's mother. But I'm sorry Mita's not here now" the mother replied with teary eyes.

"Where is Mita, Mom?" manya curious.

"This is the story, Mita was since childhood did want to go to school at Junior High School 01 Karangjati. She strongly agreed to support her wishes. However, his father Mita did not agree, according to his father, girls do not need high school. After all, end-to-end being a housewife. Unbeknownst to Mita, her father accepted someone's proposal" Mita's mother said.

"Keep, what's going on, ma'am?" ask again.

Her mother Mita took a deep breath and exhaled it through her mouth. His eyes are getting teary. His eyes were staring at Cindy, as if Cindy was Mita. Indeed physically, Mita there is little resemblance to Cindy. We all gawk waiting for the continuation of the story of Mita's mother whose eyes began to look haphazard.

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