Mystery of the Girl Left
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 5
“What the fuck are you, Pan..? kayak sissy in the salon Aunt Vienna only.!” Scout blush.
Her mother Agnes was moved to see Pandu's loyalty to her son. In the past, the first time he moved to the house that is now their residence, Mama Agnes rather less like the behavior of Pandu who like delinquents and like that urakan.
The only daughter was often angry and he snapped to immediately enter the house if Pandu and his friends were in front of the house.
Her mother Agnes is often fed up with the style and mannerisms of her friends Pandu who like to tease the pretty girl they see and especially if they see Agnes, they always tease him with whistles or disrespectful babbles. Even then, her mother Agnes herself got tempted with irritating words.
After a year of occupying the house of KPR BTN, Mama Agnes felt accustomed to the behavior of Pandu and his friends. Pandu and his friends who like to get drunk never mind again.
More and more days, it turns out there is a change in the heart of Mama Agnes in the face of Pandu. Because in his view Pandu is rarely drunk again, unlike the first time they occupied the house. So, the greeting of Pandu was welcomed by his Mother Agnes. Especially after Pandu befriended Agnes, the attitude of his mother Agnes the more the better the day to Pandu.
‘I didn't think the boy could be a good young man and full of loyalty to my son.’ Piker his mother Agnes when he was lying in his bedroom alone.
‘Luckily there is him, otherwise it is impossible that Agnes could not have happiness at all. Ahhe…. Hopefully Agnes will recover soon, have another body after her Papa wants to go home to see her.
‘But is it true that his father Agnes stole the body of his own son, yes…? But, if he did not steal it, then what was the late Eyang Gani when he first saw the state of Agnes, he immediately asked about his Papa Agnes.??’
‘Dan... and... has my letter not arrived in Kalimantan yet ? though it has been a few days I sent the letter as late as the death of the late Eyang gani.’
‘Why has Agnes' father not come to me until now or replied to my letter…? Is his wife the one who now forbids him to see his son…??! Uhh..!’
Her mother Agnes snorted in annoyance at her own reflection. She had sent messages through Telegram and letters through the address of her ex-husband's office, but until now had not received any answers.
After a long time of thinking, finally his mother Agnes was determined to talk by phone, although it was actually the most abstinent thing he had done since his divorce with his father Agnes.
“How many phone numbers are yes..? has he changed his number??”
Aunt Mirah, her mother Agnes rushes to get up to pick up the agenda book in her briefcase. In the agenda book she once recorded the office number of her ex-husband in Banjarmasin.
But just as her mother Agnes was about to get off her bed, suddenly her mother Agnes heard the sound of dog howling from across the house. The howling of the dog was long and fettering, making the nape of the head of his Mother Agnes shudder with goosebumps and fear.
“Iihh... What do you want, huh? How did the dog howl like that anyway.?” as he hissed and rubbed the nape of his head.
“Chi.. Smell ap aini..? What is the money strange..? kayak bau ayu sandalwood.”
Her mother Agnes immediately rushed to turn on the lights, the room became brightly lit. The fear he felt was a little lessened. Aunt Mirah got out of bed to pick up the book.
Aunt Mirah immediately got down from the hall and was about to open the door of her room. However, his footsteps stopped because the smoke he saw billowing from under the door had stopped. No more smoke coming in through the door. Only, the white smoke that had already entered the camp gathered into one and made a kind of thick fog.
Bauk ayu sandalwood getting sharper along with the thick smoke that entered through the bottom of the door and now it has become a thick fog. The smoke was approaching Agnes' mother. Kite slowly, each move like a lump getting thicker. The thicker the more it changes its shape.
Aunt Mirah moved back away from the increasingly thick smog, her heart beating as the plume of smoke formed like a fish. When the wisp of smoke that had become fog grew thicker again, its shape changed like a barrel.
Aunt Mirah went up to her bed, braced herself against the wall. He was so frightened, his breathing became so tight that he was unable to scream. The smoke was getting closer to him. Hovering on the bed, changing shape to Long like a crocodile.
“Akkkhhh... aakkhh.. ! Don't.!”
The howling of the dog is getting shrill high, mendayu-dayu swallow the sepinya night, presenting a creepy atmosphere. Making Aunt Mirah who had been panicking from earlier is now getting panicked.
Aunt Mirah could only move away from the thickening and approaching plumes of smog. Now the shape is changing again like an omelet. Widths. The thing behind him was invisible. Without Aunt Mirah noticing, she moved into a corner.
Back To Pandu.
That night, Pandu deliberately placed Agnes' head on the pillow of his left sidewalk. The head is placed in a position facing towards the reclining Guide.
It's so quiet that Pandu sleeps next to Agnes' head. At first, the sleeping position of Pandu tilted to the left, his hand holding Agnes' head. It was as if Pandu was sleeping while hugging Agnes. In such circumstances, Pandu's face faces towards Agnes's face. And vice versa, Agnes's face facing towards Pandu's face. Until they face each other.
The distance between them was quite close, because once in a while Pandu kissed Agnes before she fell asleep. So tidy.
Through midnight, Agnes' eyes opened as if she was in shock. Pandu is already in a recumbent sleeping position. The eyes of the disembodied girl flickered, seemingly unable to sleep anymore. He heard the sound of the dog's howling that caused a bad feeling to him.
For a long time it was forced to develop Pandu with a whispering call, “Pandu…! The pan..! wake up a minute, Pan.!”
Pandu heard the voice of Agnes. He squirmed with a sleepy sigh. His eyes have not opened. Agnes was forced to wake her again, “Pandu...!”.
Just one call, Pandu's eyes are open even a little narrowed.
“Apaan..?” while guiding hand gently caressed Agnes' head.
“Guide, my feeling is not good gini, yes..? said Agnes
“Means.?” ask Pandu.
