I'm Baras

Chapters 106. The voice called

Hearing Mayra's question the old man just smiled. "Sit down, calm your mind first" he said, looking at the front page, "a little while!" he screamed while walking out.

Through her beads, Mayra followed the steps of the old man, stopping in the spacious yard and there were some trees growing in the corner of the yard, talk for a while with some residents then go back inside the house. The old man took a quick glance at Mayra then passed into the other room. The sound of the clang of a spoon clashing with a glass can Mayra hear and the conversation of two people who were whispering quietly.

Mayra was a little surprised when she saw an old woman come out carrying a tray, walking slowly while smiling kindly greeting Mayra. "Sorry, there is only tea, please drink," said the polite old lady and put a glass of tea on the table then kept her tray under the table, sitting side by side with Mayra, who was a little girl, glancing with smiling lips.

Mayra, who felt noticed, smiled back, looking down as a sign of respect. "Sorry, Mother. If so early I've been troublesome," he said embarrassed.

"In drink first the tea, so that the body warm," he said slowly.

Mayra just nodded to say yes, but her hand did not reach the glass nearby seen the steam that was still cupping. "Drink only," the old man scolded surprisingly then sat down beside his wife.

"Mayra? What interests have brought you to this city?" ask the old man without introducing his name.

"I'm sorry, earlier introduce my name Mayra."

"Beautiful name" said the old woman, "call me Grandma and Grandpa" she said without giving her name.

"Sorry, what? Grandpa and Grandma know this address?" mayra asked while showing the small paper she was carrying.

The old man only caught a glimpse of the address that was thrust at him shortly then turned to his wife as if to ask one thing that he did not understand, but the wife looked back at Grandpa questioningly and then shook her head. "I don't know what it is, what it is" he explained honestly.

Mayra who had noticed earlier finally understood the reaction of both grandfather and grandmother. "Look. Grandma, what? Grandpa knows street xxx, number xx, city xxx?"

The two of them went back to see each other for quite a while, then all they saw was their heavy breaths almost simultaneously. "Hem .. What intention is there? You searched for that address and how did you come with that bus?" ask Grandpa suspiciously.

Mayra kept her little paper back. "Miss, can I have some tea?"

"Please."

Mayra immediately grabbed a glass and drank it up to half. "Thank you, the tea is delicious," he said sincerely then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Actually ...." Mayra finally recounted everything that happened so she could get on the bus and get off because of a warning from a young woman who pushed her body suddenly.

Grandpa and Grandma who heard Mayra's story for a moment when her neutrality broke then fell silent for a few minutes. "Thankfully you can survive, otherwise ...." Grandfather stopped his words suddenly then looked at the strange Mayra.

"What, you didn't get the wrong address?" asked Grandpa to look.

"No, Kek," replied Mayra confidently.

"Hem .. I'll take you, maybe I'll take some citizens, too" the grandfather said.

"Thank you, Grandma."

"Come, get ready" the grandfather asked.

Mayra immediately smiled, there was relief emanating from her face. "Mr, thank you. The tea is fragrant and delicious" he said, putting an empty glass.

"Come, Cake" he said then followed the steps of the grandfather.

"Mayra, don't daydream. We're going to turn, the house you're going to is in the third alley," explains one of the residents.

The streets are a little different, a little deeper and the houses start to look a little relieved not to be as close as the other alleys and seen many trees growing on the right left of the road. Grandfather's steps suddenly stopped and were followed by others including me. "That's the house you're looking for" Grandpa pointed out suddenly.

Mayra followed the grandfather's finger. Mayra stared in disbelief at what she saw. "Who's the owner of the house Cake?" ask Mayra slowly.

"It was an ancient house, but the owner had already died two years ago and no one was taking care of the house anymore, because ...." The grandfather simply disconnected his words, looking at Mayra's face for a while as if to confirm something with his memory.

"That's, Bu Harjo's house," the Grandfather said with a pushy look toward the house.

"Mom, Harjo," murmured Mayra softly, as the cold morning wind blew on Mayra's face.

"Bu Harjo," Mayra said, his feet just stepped through the lawn full of grass and bushes that flourished, fluttering with his feet looking for a way to enter.

The grandfather who saw the strange changes in Mayra immediately realized when he saw it was in the middle of the page stepped with a blank note. "Pursue him and hold on lest he enter the house!" the grandfather panicked.

"Why are you quiet!" the grandfather was angry.

However, some residents just shook their heads and chose to stay where they stood. " Mayra ...." Grandpa shouted loudly calling.

"Mayra ...."

The frantic grandfather immediately pulled the two nearby citizens, dragging him by force to accompany him. "You people! Comeing! We'll help Mayra!" snapped the grumpy grandpa.

However, they still survived from where they stood. "Argh .. you guys!" sergeant's grandfather then chose to hunt Mayra's steps.

"Sir, wait!" they shouted almost simultaneously and looked at each other in fear, "let's say, morning!" yell at one of them.

However, not even a step closer, Mayra suddenly turned to look at them with a strange smile. "What's? Grandpa heard that voice? The voice kept asking me to come closer," he said softly in a hoarse voice.

"Mayra, eling!" grinned grandfather hurriedly approached.

Mayra just smiled and stepped back quickly regardless of the bushes and grass that had been slowly preoccupied. Again Mayra was acting strangely, her hands waving to call grandfather and the others. "Kek .. come here, come here ... Cakes."

The grandfather was immediately transfixed to see the strangeness of Mayra, his old body retreated a few steps. "Harjo .. Why are you still not calm and who is Mayra?" tanyanya slow.

The sun was getting higher some residents who had been silent now began to dare to approach, slowly stepping until they arrived behind the grandfather. "How's the Cake, what? We continue or ...." One of the residents surprised.

"Argh .. you guys, stump lizards!" sergeant grandfather was upset while holding his chest.

"Come, let's bring Mayra back before anything happens," Grandpa took a walk first.

"Ash ... late!" my grandfather shouted annoyed when he saw Mayra already pushing the door slightly open.

"Mayra, stop!" grandpa's shout prevented Mayra from going deeper.