I Can Hear Your Heart
11. The Threat of the Ever Dead
What a beautiful morning. I woke up earlier than usual with a bigger spirit, it was nice that finally the matter about Rosta would be resolved. Maybe this morning the cops with IPTU Candra will make an arrest on Rosta. Then my eyes hit my lighted television screen singing the morning news.
"Good morning" I said to the creature who had now chosen to return to the naked eye, but obviously in one corner of my room he was probably rolling lazily on the couch watching television or like a young executive sitting at the table sipping a cup of coffee and eating a sandwich filling with glaring at the television, though I obviously don't know what the ghost food is.
Her appearance as she compacted and sat next to my body yesterday in a taxi - in a white shirt, a venset (a kind of vest worn before wearing a suit), was her appearance, black suits and pentofel shoes made me realize that maybe he was a young executive who, it seems, was quite successful. So what caused him to die?
Actually I was curious, but considering this morning I had to work, I delayed my curiosity and decided to go to the bathroom.
"Don't peek at me!" I mengultimatum him like I always do every time I'm going to shower. Just as my television channel moved into a cartoon flim of four friends plus his cowardly dog Scooby-Doo who is now investigating the ghosts that scare the city.
"Yayayaa. Who's interested in peeping on you?" He greeted me quickly and made me realize where he was. On my black sofa. Maybe he was lying lazily while holding his hands on one of his cheeks, of course, while watching the cartoon Scooby-Doo that he just played. Ckckck. Very elegant. "So you want me how? Toss a stack of files in a bag and immerse yourself in a room or desk? I'm a ghost know, yeah, of course my day is just relaxing." He's grumbling furiously. Maybe offended.
"It's your own fault why keep reading my mind."
I grinned leaving her to the bathroom without any guilt. It feels good to tease her.
***
"Morning.Ag." I returned the greetings of the co-workers I crossed.
"Manager, Li it's a good thing you didn't go back to work yesterday." Larisa a hotel receptionist who was walking inside the hotel held my steps before I arrived at the reception. I looked at him fixedly. "A man is looking for you. He accused you of stealing some of his files."
"Yes?" I pretended not to know.
"He even forced his way into your room and so as not to make a bigger fuss and disturb the comfort of the hotel guests, Manager Ardian allowed him to enter your room."
Looks like we made a fatal mistake. It is fatal to be forgiven. He knows what we're doing.
You are so amazing.
You should've picked up the phone. He knew we were going to sell the hotel to someone else.
Prospectuses, proposals, financial statements are all ready. It's time to win the deal.
It is no longer a matter of how much profit we gain. He's nuts! Give us all the shares we already own. Maybe it'll be a little fun.
That damn woman took it all. It's all in my bag that I'm gonna give him.
That last sentence made me realize who the owner of one of the voices was now hitting me. Rostas. I'm just about to run away. But he ran to me. His eyes were full of anger.
"Give me back what you took from me!" He shouted furiously and gripped firmly at my wrist. I tried to let go of that grip. But I failed, the grip was too strong.
"That thing isn't on me."
"Why should I lie?! Let go of my hand." Larisa's trying to help me. But instead got a hard pat from the man that made him thrown and crashed into the hotel tile. Some people were suffocating to see it. I ran towards Larisa and tried to help her when the hand pulled me back. This time it was even more rough.
Then I saw a flash of horror in him. The horrified screams of a woman are drawn into a dark room in a magnificent building with the scent of death.
***
That day it rained very heavily like it was deliberately poured into the Earth. A man with a squishy and desperate body looks out following a beautiful woman who is pulling two suitcases from a house that although not quite luxurious but quite large. A man got out of a black sedan and immediately approached the woman, grabbed one of the suitcases and put it in the trunk.
"When are you two together?" the man looked into the eyes of the man with the black sedan filled with anger.
"Maybe six or eight months ago when you handed it to me at your celebration party won the title of best marketing." The man smiled a little. "All the time, Rosta. Yesterday you may have been on top, but now you're on the bottom."
"Bulshit! You think he loves you?! You think you're gonna get the whole thing?! He cheated on me and walked out of my life when I lost everything and he'll do that to you too!"
"What do you expect of me?! The relationship between us will never work! When I want marriage, you want your career. We just live together. From the beginning it was just having fun. I get have and you get fun, not more. Is that what you said?"
The woman, who died in a dark hole in a building, brushed aside Rosta's touch and grabbed another suitcase and stuffed it into the trunk of the car.
"Stop playing drama!" the sound from the doorway of the house sounded heavy and loud. A burly man with a body full of tattoos threw another suitcase. "That's the only remaining suitcase you can carry because all the contents of this house are no longer yours!"
The rain fell still as hard as earlier as the man stared blankly at the sedan car that drove away leaving him. He picked up the dark brown suitcase that was lying in the rain and slowly entered a small silvery car. Then drive his car at high speed ready to die. The car drove even faster heading out of town.
The winding mountain route in the heavy rain made the tiny car go wrong when another car tried to hit it. The car slid down among the big pine trees and then a while later completely stopped with the car overturned and completely destroyed.
I could see so much blood flowing out of the car. Lonely quiet. Chilly.
***
Is he alive for the second time?
The deg! Something that appeared in my heart scared me. I may not be dealing with humans, but ghosts are different from the ghosts in my room, these ghosts are evil ghosts.
"Give me all those files! It'll be better for everyone." Rosta spoke up trying to persuade me when my own heart seemed to have jumped off. "You don't know who you're dealing with. He wants this hotel."
"Aaa.ku. titiddaak meme..mimi.like lala..gii." I tried to open my mouth with all my might. His sharp and gloomy eyes rained down on me like a spear leading to my heart. "Aa. ku milky.dah me.meme.give him papa.da popolisi.."
He pulled my hand, more like dragging me. Hit everyone who tried to block him including the hotel security without releasing the grip of his hand from my wrist. My body swerved to the right and to the left, interested in the movement of his body.
The panicked screams of people mixed with the screeches in their hearts hit me. The bodies are falling and I wish they were just unconscious.
I struggled, but in vain. "Help me! Help me!" I screamed for help, also in vain. My body was pulled hard and pushed in the corner of the car seat. Then at high speed the car drove. I was kidnapped by a ghost!
