Kosan Dwellers?

Knock the Night Door

"Vi, someone knocked on the door last night."

That afternoon I was in Lisa's Tea room, after I got home from college. Almost all of us, do not go directly to their respective rooms if they go home from campus. We must have stopped by first in Lisa's tea room which is located at the very front.

Oh yeah, call me Via.

"What time, Tea?" i'm making sure.

"What time is it? I don't see the clock. It's midnight anyway."

I'm silent.

"But the tap-tapping is like a pushy person wanting to enter so," he added.

Well, this danger, my inner self. I still keep quiet.

"Steh is curious. The time of the beat has long been like gedor-gedor. Finally Teteh asked with friends Teteh who 'can', he said who knocked on the door Genderuwo," he continued.

"Ih spooky pisan si, Tea."

I'm worried about Lisa's tea. She's already married. But her husband often worked out of town and often came home at night.

If the one who knocked on the door like wanting to force his way in is really a black-haired creature whose rumors can transform himself into whoever it is, then what if 'he' turns himself into Lisa's tea husband?

You have also heard rumors about Genderuwo who can turn himself into a human and fuck the human wives?

That's what I'm afraid of. Naudzubillah.

***

I can't sleep tonight. I still remember Lisa's Tea story this afternoon.

Duh, scary stories always make parno.

I forced him to sleep until later, though,

GECK

GECK

GECK.

I'm silent. My bedroom door is knocking. His voice was slow, but clear.

GECK

GECK

GECK.

My door rings again. Ritmea three-three.

You know the rhythm of three? What is that sign?

I'm sure the knocking isn't my fucking friend. Because if they were, they would definitely bang on the door out loud by shouting, "Woy Vi open woooooy!!"

But the knock was quiet. No footsteps were heard.

I'm goosebumps.

"Well, is that the thing Lisa's tea told me about moving here?" my inner.

I'm still quiet. I sharpen my ears.

Silent.

I'm still quiet. Waiting for maybe 'he' knocks again. But thank God the sound of that knocking was no more. I immediately closed my eyes. But, uh,

MMMMHHHH.

I keep my eyes closed, I can't open them. I fear. But I tried to calm down. I was silent, as if I had heard nothing. But what happened was, 'he' was hardening his moaning.

MMMMMM!!!!

His voice is still next to mine. I was scared, but I was angry too. My room!

I dare to open my eyes.

And yes, there is no one.

Finally all I could do was hit where the sound came from, which was right next to my bed with a pillow while I said Bismillah.

BUSH.

I hit it many times.

And then the voice was gone.

***

"Who are you going to spend the night with?"

Fardan, one of my bandmates worried about me who was alone this afternoon in a boarding house. All rooms are empty. All my friends have been back to their respective villages since noon this afternoon because today is the weekend. While I can't go home because there's a rehearsal schedule with my bandmates.

"I'm alone" I said for sure.

Because several times I've been alone in a boarding house. It wasn't really alone back then, there was one of my friends upstairs who didn't come home either. But he just stayed in the room all day. So I felt like I was really alone on the first floor. For that to me, it's okay to be completely alone at the boarding house later tonight.

"can't. You brought Defi to stay here!" fardan said firmly.

"It's okay. There are still many people ahead. If there's anything, I'll just run ahead. Hehe."

I really feel it's okay. After all, if I only have to stay in the room at night, lock the door, be done.

But my friend said firmly, I have to call Defi_my college friend, to stay the night with me.

I don't know for what the real reason is. To be sure, Fardan is also a person who is sensitive to 'it'. Yoga, my band base. He could really see 'them'. Every time he saw 'them' he would_ which the Javanese said he called it by the term 'Bligidigan'.

One night, we were gathering at one of the stalls near the campus. While busy chatting, suddenly Yoga 'bligidigan'. I'm sorry what's going to happen next.

"See what?" I said guess.

"It's okay" he answered.

"Hey see what?" i'm pushy.

"That's a woman, glancing here and on."

"Where?"

"That's the front of the car, under the tree."

I follow Yoga's instructions. There's no one there.

"Counties?" my guess.

Yoga nodded.

And yes, the Yoga must have known that something was not right in my room. Maybe he's out there talking about it with my other band mates. So be that night Fardan strictly forbid me in the boarding house alone. But I finally got fucked.

And in the end I am grateful to have obeyed Fardan's words to invite Defi to stay the night.

Because when I, and my four bandmates, plus Defi, were about to go to rehearsal, Fardan took a picture of the boarding house as we went out the gate with his camera.

And you know what? There are a lot of Orbs caught there.