Home In Cemetery

Chapters 17. Fill In The Box

"My mother wants to take Karmila to the hospital to check her condition and also the state of the baby in the womb. Mommy wanna come?" faiz asked in the afternoon.

[No mom waiting at home]

"All right then. We both go first. Mom's fine at home."

Bu Lela nodded.

"If until night we haven't gone home, then the key mother is her house. We got the spare keys."

Ms. Lela looked towards the door where the key was seen hanging under the door handle.

Faiz took Karmila by the hand and walked towards the car. The two of them immediately drove to the hospital while Bu Lela went inside the house and locked the door from the inside. He wanted to enter the empty room that had been opened by Faiz, but did not want anyone to see it so he had to lock the door even though the fear he felt was still afflicted.

Curiosity overcame the taste of rakut as he felt at this moment.

After locking the door Bu Lela peeked out of the window to make sure Faiz did not return home.

With quick steps immediately Ms. Lela walked into the kitchen. He stood there as he arrived in front of the empty house.

Where can I get the key?

Bu Lela scratched her non-itchy head.

I had to find him in Faiz's room.

Soon Ms. Lela ran to Faiz and Karmila's room and searched whatever was there.

How come there's no? Was the key to the room taken?

Ms. Lela looked pensive and then tidied up the things in the room to where they were.

Finished cleaning the room, Ms. Lela returned to the front door of the empty room again.

"Where can I get the key like this? Ah, Lela, just get rid of your curiosity. Assume there's nothing in this room and you don't see Faiz in there." Bu Lela's inner voice seemed to tell her to leave from where she was standing now.

Bu Lela let out a heavy sigh, looked fixed at the door and then turned away.

He was about to leave the house, leaving an empty room that he could not possibly touch.

However, the moment at the third step Bu Lela stopped her steps and looked back as if something was holding her back.

Am I going to give up just like this?

Bu Lela turned around and peered inside through the keyhole. However, inside the room was dark and nothing was seen.

What the hell is inside? Why am I so curious?

Prangs.

The painting of the wall beside him fell to the floor and the frame broke into pieces.

Geez why am I so careless, what if Faiz finds out I've ruined this painting?

Bu Lela immediately picked up the abstract painting and looked at it fixedly.

What exactly is this painting? A natural landscape or a female image?

I don't have time to think about all of this. I'd better hide this painting in that closet.

After that, he went back to the room. However, the sound of a moving object stopped his steps again.

What is that sound?

Ms. Lela peered towards the kitchen, but saw nothing there that moved.

Waitaminute! Why does his voice seem to come from here?

Ms. Lela put her ear on the door leaf and it turned out that her guess was correct. The noise really came from there.

What's moving in there? Did Faiz nurture a savage beast and hide it in this room? But why did he cry in front of the box?

The various assumptions that filled Bu Lela's head made her head throb.

Cleaved.

There was the sound of a small object falling behind him. When I looked up, a key lay on the floor.

Ms. Lela grabbed the key and swerved.

The key? This must be the key to this room. Where did this key come from? Yes, it means that God approved of my desire to know the secret of what is in this room.

Immediately Bu Lela stood up straight and directly opened the door of the room.

Chequek.

The door opens and the room appears dark. Bu Lela fingered the wall to look for the light switch.

Got it!

The woman smiled happily and then pressed the button on.

The lights are on and the room looks bright. But Bu Lela had to be extra careful when stepping because the room was already filled with cobwebs. Just straight from the door to the coffin in the corner of the room only that there is no nest of spiders. It was probably because it was a trail of steps that Faiz had passed this morning.

What the hell was that crate?

Bu Lela walked towards the chest with very slow steps. His heart sounded racing as he approached the chest. His hands even seemed to tremble when he touched the chest.

Drrt, drrt, drtc.

The chest seemed to shake and the hand of Bu Lela who touched the chest was very heavy, cramping and like being stung by electricity. Immediately Bu Lela pulled strong until her body fell and almost crashed to the floor as she tried to pull her hand strong.

Auw, what is this? Why does this box seem to have a high attraction?

Bu Lela got up from the floor and walked back towards the chest. This time he did not dare to hold it anymore. He just wanted to see with his own eyes what was inside the box.

Ms. Faiz gawked as she reached the edge of the chest because it was a little tall for her height of only 155 meters.

Ms. Lela jumped up a bit to find out the contents in the crate.

Good Lord!

Ms. Lela was shocked when she saw what was inside the box. The woman gaped and closed her mouth with wide eyes.

That right?