Kosan Dwellers?

Kosan Fardan (Part 6-End)

Heru and I drove down the streets of Bandung to Anton's home address given by his mother. Anton's house was far from his mother's. Along the way I talked to Heru about the possibility of what we would face later when we met the man we did not know at all. Anton could have thought we were freaks who suddenly came to him with a strange purpose. Anton is now married. What will happen when we go there and talk about his ex. Aren't things about the former always going to be scary?

(Yes, yeah. His name is also the author of a scary story, right? It fits, wekekek)

Time has gone by afternoon. The sun began to fall to the western horizon. It will be dark soon. But thankfully we found the address we were looking for, Anton's house.

The two of us are now standing at Anton's doorstep facing off against his housekeeper.

"Sir Antonnya is not home yet, Mas," said the housekeeper.

"Hm, when is the return about yes, Ma'am?" Ask the woman we thought was 35.

"I'll call you dad, yeah. What's his real name? And what's necessary? Let me tell you later," he said.

"I'm Fardan, Ma'am. Please just tell Mr. Anton that I have important business with him."

After I said that, the mother went into her house and called her employer.

Soon, the boy came to see us again.

"Say father, the Masnya just wait at the front cafe. Later around 7, the father followed there," said the Assistant while pointing towards the front cafe.

Not far from here we saw a big cafe in front. Finally we agreed with the words of the Mother as she passed away from the house. I also don't understand why Anton asked us to wait for him at the front cafe. Why doesn't he let us into his house? Yes, maybe because our name that the mother mentioned to him is not known to him. For this reason, he also could not put strangers into his home.

Now Heru and I are sitting in the front cafe enjoying a glass of warm tea to warm our bodies a little from the night air. Heru and I were worried that Anton would not come to see us.

But our guess is wrong. From where we were sitting, we saw a man who was looking here and there like he was looking for someone. I'm sure he's Anton. I got up from my seat and approached him.

"Sorry, you're Anton?" I asked him directly.

"Yes, right. You're Fardan?" Ask me back.

"really. Let's sit there," take me to him later.

The man named Anton followed me walking. In my heart I said, "This is a man who has managed to make a woman kill from until his ghost bothers me?"

We now sit three at a cafe table. Anton stared at our faces one by one. Perhaps in his heart he wondered who we were? His face was very clear, saying that he was confused.

"Sorry what do you want to see me?" Ask.

"Hm, look at me," I replied interrupted. I was confused where to start.

"Hm, did you know a woman named Lala?" Saying later.

"Which one, huh?" Ask is still confused.

Could it be that Lala her lover had already been forgotten?

"I also do not know who Lala is, and sorry before that our arrival is confusing Masnya. But we only meant well" I told him to explain our goal. I broke my back bag and I took out the sacred thing I had brought. "Here," I said thrusting the paper.

"What's this?" Anton asked in astonishment because I gave him a yellowed fold of paper.

"Read it, Mom!" I don't say many words. By reading the contents of the letter, maybe Anton will immediately understand.

"You guys want to mess with me? You guys want to meet me just to hand over this yellow paper? Too!"

Anton got up and left us. But I won't let him go. My efforts with Heru have come this far. The letter I hold must be delivered to the owner that day as well.

I went after Anton who walked quickly away from the cafe. But just outside the cafe, I managed to hold it to a stop.

"Wait For!! It's about Lala your ex-boyfriend!" My words finally gave her the clue.

Anton belching.

"Where do you know that my ex-boyfriend's name is Lala?" Anton probing.

"Makanya please read this letter first, Mas in order to understand." I handed the letter to him.

And thank God he will accept it. Seeing Anton slowly unfold the paper, my heart went along. It's as if soon as my burden on Lala will be gone when Anton has read her letter.

The yellowed paper folds are now perfectly open. And I saw Anton's eyes carefully reading it. I let him feel the letter slowly for a moment. Then he breathed his breath heavy.

"Where did you get this letter?" Ask later.

I finally told him all my weird stories in the room until I found the letter. Anton listened to my story as I saw there was a sense of regret on his face.

"From all the events I've been through, I've come to the conclusion that Lala wants me to deliver the letter to you. And today at last all my work is done" I told him later. "Now it may be your turn. Do your best to calm Lala down, whatever it is, you know."

Anton fell silent. Perhaps he also did not expect that everything would end that way. Anton took another deep breath.

"Thank you" he said.

We nodded.

Our trip that night finally had a calming result. I can convey Lala's message to her lover. Relax there, La. I'm here praying for you.