Magic Key

PART 10 - FEELING

"What the hell are you more? How dare to be close to Zaki sir. It's not polite to call Zak, Zak, Zak!" Sari immediately got angry with me as soon as it came. Besides, Febi's brother kept pulling Sari's arm.

Brother Febi kept reminding Sari to go away from me because Febi's brother realized the existence of a ghost of a different girl not far from us standing, but Sari's brother did not pay attention.

The girl's ghost stared at the two ghosts. Realizing that I wanted to joke around with them a little.

"He's the one I don't want to call, sir. He wants to be called Zaki." I said holding back the laughter by seeing the look of Febi's brother who was very frightened but Sari continued to insist on attacking me.

It's true that Zaki refused me to call him sir, isn't it?

"Please! You never have a mouth, right? The mouth is not educated!" Sari's sister is getting furious. He still wants to come forward to tear me apart. But Febi's brother held him back.

"Udah, Sar, no! Enough's enough! We're getting out of here!" Febi Tea said with great emphasis. Highlight his eyes hinted at something, until Sari finally complied.

I laughed and felt victorious in my heart. I know my way is wrong and sounds bad. But hearing the stories from Eva, Uci, and Risa, as well as how Mutya and Tata's sister refute them, it doesn't seem to matter if I do a little bit of work on them.

I looked at the ghost of the girl. I smiled at him and thanked him inwardly, hoping he would hear. And miraculously, he really heard me.

"I didn't do anything. No need to thank me." The girl did not move her lips. But I could hear his words ringing in my head.

Is this called inner contact? I'm not sure. Maybe it's just a coincidence.

*****

Tonight Devi knocked on our bedroom door, taking me to sit on the floor and sing along with the guitar.

"I've always liked girls who can play guitar. I want to do it too, but I can never even try many times. Maybe I don't have a passion for music." Said Risna, Devi's roommate.

"It's hard playing guitar, though. I'm the one who just tried to get caught." Sasi shared his opinion as well.

"I love Maudy Ayunda. She's beautiful and good at playing guitar." Risna argues.

"He's one of the reasons I play guitar. Maudy Ayunda's. She's beautiful, she's smart, her guitar playing is fascinating, she's amazing in my eyes." Now I'm the one who gives my opinion.

"You're not exactly the same as him? He really is amazing." Risna looks sparkling to get a friend one opinion and one thought.

"I also like Avril Lavigne." Said Risna again.

"Yes. I like it too." I said chimed.

"If I prefer Bruno Mars or Coldplay." Fara spoke up.

"I like the handsome oppa-oppa." Devi. And then there was a moment of silence.

"There's no harm in liking who, it's freedom." I said. I understand they're holding back a laugh for Devi's statement. I don't like it myself, but that doesn't mean other people shouldn't like it, right?

Sasi and Fara cleared their throat to return their voices. While Risna had laughed out loud and was rewarded with a small blow by Devi. They are already familiar because in addition to them coming from one village, Risna and Devi were also brothers.

"If I like Moses bandwidth." Shit at someone who just came. Beside him was Andi. I can tell that he's Andi's friend.

I smiled politely. Even though I don't know I have to respect the natives of this village because I'm hitching a ride in their territory.

"I know the band. Someone I know likes that flow. And I often hear my friends play those kind of songs." I said to reveal my knowledge.

"Seriously? Wow cool. She's a girl but she knows Moses, Ndi." Said one while patting Andi's shoulder.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't know enough. Just just know." I said straighten.

"That's just cool. That means you can also sing some songs?" Ask again.

"Just a little."

"If you could play that song. Use that guitar, too." The man pointed at the guitar on my lap.

"Sorry mas, I don't think it fits because here many do not know who Moses is." I said representing the thoughts of my friends.

I could read their questions just by looking at their faces. Very obvious questions like 'who's Moses bandwidth?' 'what is a band or what?' or worse 'what is delicious food?' and such questions.

"Not to make a mistake." Now mas Andi who swatted on the shoulder of the man, before before the man spoke again.

"Sorry he doesn't have manners. Have not introduced themselves so familiar." Andi apologized to a friend of his.

"Okay, mas Andi."

"Ready, mas Andi."

"You guys just calm down. He looks very sad, tuh, tatuanan, big body, but his heart is pink. Weak soft him." Mas Andi describes bang Kobar.

"Hello Kitty times her heart is pink." The bang Kobar.

"Have you ever seen Hello Kitty bang?" Ask Fara from the origin. But make bang Kobar mute.

We laughed to respond.

Tonight is a fun place to talk about hobbies. And finally me and Andi playing guitar together again. Some children from other rooms joined in.

Tonight doesn't play as late as night introduce that night. It wasn't until ten in the night, we ended it. Some go to watch movies on Andi television, some choose to rest in their room.

Sasi and Fara watched. While I was still sitting on the terrace accompanied by Andi. Looks like there's something she wants to talk about or she's asking me. I happen to have some questions too.

"No rest?" Ask Andi.

"A little while, my. If Andi wants to rest please." I said.

"It still wants to sit here." Mas Andi said while raising his head.

"What's Andi's favorite place? Is Andi always sitting here every night?"

"After you come." Said Andi who then looked at me.

I smiled awkwardly.

"What if I don't sit here and Andi will also sit here like a gini, alone?"

"Sometimes. But more often." He said he was still looking at me.

I nodded and I now look up in place of Andi mas position earlier.

I took a long breath. "How did this hostel look before it was renovated, mas?"

Mas Andi frowned. His expression was surprised.

"What has this hostel that forbids Andi mas to tell the truth?" I said guess.

Seeing the inertia of Andi, I was increasingly convinced that there was no way the owner of the boarding house did not know anything. He must have covered it up on purpose.

"It used to be a very selling boarding house. There's never an empty room." Andi was finally willing to talk. I feel like I have a way.

"It wasn't this advanced here before. Before was still a field. Behind is the swamp. The previous owner of the boarding house was the sister of the hajj sir, whose house was painted orange facing west next to the ojek base there."

"But after the owner of this boarding house died, the Hajj sir sold it to the current owner."

"What is the process just like that? Or is there a gap of a few years before the Hajj sir finally sells it?"

Mas Andi nodded. "This boarding house was empty for nearly five years. Because no one's managing it so this house is abandoned."

Because it was empty for five years then this house inhabited another nation.

"Are there no relatives who can replace managing it?" I began to follow the conversation.

"I've heard that the younger brother of the Hajj sir is married, he has a daughter. But after he died, no one knew the whereabouts of his wife and daughter, including the hajj sir himself."

The deg!! Instantly it crossed my mind the two people wearing the same clothes who came to me last night. I don't know anything, but once I heard the story that came out of Andi's mouth, I immediately imagined them.

It is unlikely that they were the wife and child of the previous owner of this boarding house, right?

*****

The less connected or what do you think? Or does the cherry seem rushed, or what? Please give me some advice, guys, so I can move forward. Please write in the comment field, and do not forget to click thumbs. Thank you and see you next part. I hope you remain faithful awaiting its continuation. Love you all...