Secret Alit

Lumbering

I have loved animals since childhood, especially cats. Hence, when Ireng saw on the rooftop of the house, I immediately wanted to bring him in. Who would have thought, if Ireng is a 'sensitive' cat, just like me.

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When I first met, Ireng was only three months old. He's like a freak, 'nepis', curled up next to one of the potted plants on the rooftop. I'm guessing, maybe he's being chased by a male cat. Body shaking. To the extent that, he just kept quiet and according to the time I brought him down the stairs. In fact, she remained calm as I splashed her with water to bathe.

The presence of Ireng also makes papa so like cats. Papa always remember to buy dry food. Whereas before, papa always cuek with a cat who stopped by the house.

Ireng is a smart and jolly cat. His behavior is very funny. Especially when he found a roll of paper or cardboard, both of his hands would instantly catch the thing while rolling around on the floor. My family was very amused by Ireng's behavior.

Usually, Ireng always followed grandma to the stall to shop. When grandma was in the stall or chatting with neighbors, Ireng would sit waiting. As if he understood the activities of the grandmother, Ireng would also approach if the grandmother began to lend youth and rushed home.

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One day, I woke up around 3 a.m. Thirsty, I went out to drink. While walking towards the kitchen, I saw Ireng was looking at the front door. I wonder, what the hell is Ireng seeing until he is glued to it? I approached and opened the front door. It turned out, grandma was outside, standing still by the fence, turning her back to the door.

I went to the kitchen to get some water. At that time, I was still very sleepy. As soon as I drank the water, one sip, two sips, three sips, suddenly my hair stood up. I realized it was still dark outside. What's granny doing dark outside? Thinking about it, my feelings were immediately unpleasant.

With hesitation, I walked towards the front door. The house is still in the dark, the light source only comes from the kitchen lights, adding to the atmosphere so that it becomes increasingly gripping. Slowly, I opened the front door. As soon as the door opened, Ireng immediately ran inside.

"Why Ireng?!" I was shocked, half whispering. But Ireng kept running away from the front door.

I peeked forward, and saw that Grandma was no longer there. This time, there was only a lady in kebaya clothes with her hair bunched up. His position was near the door, only a few meters from where I was standing, but still turned my back to the door. He crouches. Slow swinging head to right.left.right...

"Sorry Mom..What's in here?" I asked in a slightly trembling voice. Either because of fear, or because of the cold from the morning air. The wobble stopped when she heard me, and somehow, I felt even worse. I slammed the door and ran to the room. That's when I saw Grandma come out of her room.

"Why is it so noisy at night?" Ask grandma. It turned out that grandma was still sleeping from there but woke up because she heard the sound of slamming the front door.

Then, who is that granny-like creature I saw up ahead? And who is that rich woman? I might ask my grandmother, but not now. But later, when curiosity has overcome my fear.