Kosan Dwellers?

Kosan Fardan (Part 2)

Friends, from here I immediately use the Fardan point of view just yes, so as not to have too many conversations that will confuse the reader and especially myself 😅

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Fardan POV.

That night I finally thought about the question of my friends who were just that. Why do they ask me about how comfortable I am at this cost? What's in this kosan?

Not wanting to take too long to think about people's words, I immediately turned on my computer screen to do the task that my lecturer had given me this afternoon. I was sitting at the study table, which happened to be in the dorm room.

My room is not big and not small. Enough to hold my thin body. I'm skinny and tall, I have glasses too. Inside my room was a single bed that was only 30cm tall. Next to my bed was a two-door wooden cabinet that was not very tall. It's comfortable here.

So cool to do the task, it does not feel like the time is already midnight. I turned off my computer because my college work was done. Now that I'm on my bed, I'm ready to go to sleep.

I just laid my body on that pretty soft bed, suddenly a voice sounded, which was out of nowhere.

SHARK, SHARK, SHARK.

I quietly listened. What is that sound?

SHARK, SHARK, SHARK.

My hair is starting to get goosebumps.

SHARK, SHARK, SHARK.

Immediately I got up from my fall and now my position is crouching on the bed. My eyes went around looking for the origin of the sound. Not under the bed? Yeah, it looks like the sound came from under my bed.

Bismillah, I slowly lowered my head to look at the bottom of my bed. And ....

There's nothing there. I let out a breath. But the voice still sounds.

SHARK, SHARK, SHARK.

I know very well what that sound is. It was the sound of a chick losing its mother. I took another breath. I already know who my opponent is from that voice sign.

SHARK, SHARK, SHARK.

The voice continues to sound. I looked at the white ceiling of my room. Could he be up there?

Immediately I took the bond of the lid next to the bed that I used to clean my bed from the dust every day.

I held the little broom in my hand. Now I've been sitting squatting again on my bed. I looked at my bedroom ceiling. I was ready just in case he came and showed his form. I hit you!!

"Hey!! If you dare, come show me your form!!"

Hanings.

All day long I thought about last night. Is that what my friends always ask about being at home? The sound of the chicks I know very well what a sign. Or who is behind that voice. Horrified as well. My opponent turned out to be that woman.

That night I was in Tatang's room which was slightly opposite from my room to do the task. Instead of doing chores, when in fact I need a friend to talk to. In my room was pretty scary. From Tatang's room, I could see my room whose door I had intentionally left half open. From Tatang's room, part of my bed can be seen clearly.

At that time the door of Tatang's room was left wide open. So sometimes I just lyric my room to make sure that no other friend goes in there.

"Well, is it okay to do my job here?" I asked Tatang who was playing games on his computer screen.

That night Tatang was indeed free, he had no duty. So actually that night I stopped by her room just to hitchhike on errands.

"Casual, Dan. Just do your job first. Later we chat while chatting," replied Tatang casually while still facing his computer screen. I'm nodding.

My position at that time was facing Tatang. But his gaze was blocked by the computer screen in front of him. So Tatang clearly did not know that I had been continuously looking at my room.

For a while, I focused my gaze on the taskbook in front of me. My work will soon be finished. But back, my itchy eyes always wanted to glance at my room. And sure enough, when I glanced towards my room, suddenly there was already a woman in white clothes dangling sitting on my bed with a position behind me.

'Astaghfirullah! That who?' I was shocked in my heart.

I sharpened my eyes in a thick lens of glasses. I didn't see it wrong. The girl is still there. Still sitting on my bed.

"Tang, I'll go to the room for a second, yeah. There's something I want to take," I said lying to Tatang. I was curious about the woman who had dared to enter my room. Perhaps it was one of the residents of this building. Yes, the name also costs mixed, right? Men and women become one.

"OK, Dan," replied Tatang raising one hand.

Afterwards, I hurried around the floor to my room. I was pretty excited that night, too. I'm afraid what I saw wasn't human. But if it is not human, why is it so clearly visible?

A few more steps I'll get to my room. And when I entered the room ...

Blank.

There's nobody there. I turned my gaze around the room, and it was empty. I stayed silent for a moment there. Until a while later, I saw Putri, one of the residents of the boarding house who happened to be wearing white clothes that night, walking through my room.

"Put, Put, wait!" Call me immediately.

"What's up, Dan?" The princess stopped her steps.

"You were from my room?" I asked him to be impressed as long as he spoke. Because it is impossible also the Princess suddenly entered my room without me in it. But, oh, I'm really curious.

Hearing my words Princess chuckled. I understand, because my question is ridiculous.

"No, I was from the kitchen. Why indeed? Someone came into your room, right? Cieee who is it??" The Princess's temptation is finally.

I can only grimace while scratching my head. Yes if it is true that there are female boarding friends who want to play in my room, I am also happy maybe. But whose problem was I seeing?

"Hehehe. No, Put. Yes, thank you" I replied later. The princess continued her path.

I was still standing in my room. I swallowed spit. I'm sure I didn't see it wrong. On top of my bed there was indeed someone sitting earlier. But who?

I remember the sound of the duck last night. Could it be that the lady in white was the owner of that voice?