Kosan Dwellers?

Kosan Fardan (Part 4)

I looked at Tatang who rubbed his eyes while struggling on the door leaf. I see she seems really sleepy. I just left him for a while. But did the time I used to check my room feel long for Tatang? Yeah I don't know.

I just kept quiet. I don't think I need to tell Tatang everything yet. But he said I came to him and told him I wasn't staying tonight.

Who is he who dares to be me?

Looks like he didn't want me to sleep that night in Tatang's room. He wanted me to stay asleep in my room. Yeah, that's what he wants.

"Yes already, Tang, we're going in yuk! I stayed in your room, yes" I said, taking Tatang into her room.

Tatang nodded resignedly, because he did look very homesick with his bedroom mattress. After entering the room, Tatang immediately laid himself down again on the mattress. While I locked the room and sat on the desk chair studying. The coffee that Tatang made is still there and still full. I sipped the coffee so as not to get sleepy quickly. My brain still invites me to think. Who was the real culprit that night?

Being focused I thought in the middle of the night that was already quiet, suddenly the voice sounded again.

PIYEK.

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That afternoon I was in college I was daydreaming a lot. Invite friends to hang out even if I ignore. I was thinking about the talk of friends who asked about the comfort of me at home with strange events that I experienced several nights.

I'm sure that's why my friends ask that. But if the cost that I live in is indeed a waiter, a demon, a demit, or whatever it is, why am I the only one who seems to be treated as if I am at home or not there?

I see the other friends are safe. Evident by the presence of some of them who lived long enough in the boarding house. The sign is they are at home, right? What happened to the question they asked me?

Or maybe, just my room is inhabited? Hm.

To reduce my fear, that night I switched my mind by listening to my favorite music on my phone. The sound of the boarding children outside was already dim because of my ears that I plumped with a headset. Music is pounding there.

As the night wore on, I removed one headset from my right ear. It's quiet. Because time was already showing midnight then. Yes, because tomorrow morning I also have to go to college, I finally decided to sleep. I put my body on my bed, until then...

BRUG BRUG BRUG

What is that sound??

BRUG BRUG BRUG

I immediately sat down. I looked around.

BRUG BRUG BRUG

And you know what that sound is?

I saw clearly with my own eyes, the door of my bedroom closet was moving on its own.

Astaghfirullah, what do you want?

I let my breath calm down. My closet door is still moving. It was as if there was something somehow that wanted to get out of there.