The House in the Middle of Sawah

Tembang and Tangis

Although only in the form of spoiled drizzles that I lunge earlier, it turns out that when I get home the body is entirely soaked. I saw my fingertips look blue and wrinkled. I rushed to the back of the house, taking off my wet clothes. I drew a color on a clothes hanger near the clothesline, a t-shirt with a dagadu on it, and soon I entered the house.

I saw my sister playing lego in the living room alone. Before entering the room I sat down with him.

"Hurry where's beautiful?", I poked my sister's cheek.

"Buk nen mbuyii (Ibuk neng mburii)", My sister replied with a funny.

Gemes nyaaa. .mudate some kisses to her cheeks. Then Ibuk came to bring a menu of Ijo bean porridge for my sister.

"Where am I buk? My part", I pretended to whine to Ibuk, putting on a cute pretentious face.

"Njupuk dewe lee, koyok little boy wae", Ibuk bobbing head.

"Eh, that's your cheek why? How did it get bruised?", Ibuk asked, noticing Iwan's raw bogem marks yesterday. I'm sure his ex is no longer visible. Indeed Ibuk policy yes, he memorized the structure of his son's handsome face.

"Oh, it's a vacuum door buk, in Irul's house", I lied very well this time. I lie quite often, so it's easy to continue my bad hobby on this one.

"By the way. . . Erni, my friend who used to be here working for the group, went to Bukk Hospital", I started confiding in Ibuk.

"Erni? Emm, what's that veil? The beautiful one?", Mother asked, I nodded quickly.

"What pain is he?", asked Ibuk as he began to feed his sister. Looks like the porridge is cold enough.

"Fall from the third floor. Now Erni critical buk", I sighed, recalling the incident that had befallen "my nose.

"Lha how can you? Missed or what? Geez, hopefully soon to recover", Mother stroked the chest.

"Melvin. . .I don't know yet how he fell. Hopefully soon awake, recovered, then can be clear everything", I stand up, want to enter the room.

I lay my body on a shabby, but comfortable mattress that looks like an ancestor's relic. Slightly smelled of musty aroma, and a little dusty. Care very, if not a dirty guy is not a guy by name, I thought. I fell asleep facing the ceiling of the room. Mind controlling. Lots of questions in my mind. There have been so many strange things in my life in the past month or two that I have not found an answer or explanation.

I yawned wide, more precisely a roar huh. My consciousness slowly began to fade. I could not help but endure the sleepiness that came. Breeze like a supplement to speed up my sleep process. I completely forgot, forgot about the problems I was thinking about just now, I fell asleep. True indeed, sleep is the best escape for people who are chased after problems.

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I blinked my eyes. What time is it? Kurogoh HP in my color pocket, I saw it was five in the afternoon. Time to take a shower. I plan to go back to the hospital again. Hopefully Erni has improved and hopefully Febi has come home, I am still lazy to meet her.

There was a faint sound of my brother laughing cheerfully in front. It was also like a female singing voice clapping her hands. Sharpen my ears. It doesn't seem like Ibuk's singing voice. Wh who? Are there any guests or relatives coming? I listen to the song that is being sung. A foreign Javanese song in my ear.

I got up, and sat in the corner of my bed. Once again try to listen to the sound that is emerging in front, guessing who is this melodious voice. So curious, I finally decided to see who he was? I stepped out of the room shabby, honestly I was still sleepy. I looked up at the front porch. There was my sister and a girl in all black clothes with very long hair sitting behind me. His hair was long to the floor.

I leaned my body against the door, because it was still quite sleepy. And once again listen to the melodious sound of Javanese singing in the song kan the "mbak" her. Neither my sister nor this woman looked at me one bit. Maybe they didn't notice my presence.

"Heemmm. .mbak e the sound is melodious, crazy nggeh?", I tried asking when the singing was finished.

HUWWWAAAAAAAA

Suddenly from inside the house, precisely from Ibuk's room, there was the sound of my sister crying loudly. My reflex turned my body, about to run towards the source of the sound. However, my steps stopped. I stood facing the living room. After a few seconds, my body was shivering violently. I realize what's unnatural here. If my sister is crying in the room right now, who is on the front porch?

Some dry cool dripping fur. My throat feels dry, Glek! I swallowed spit. The sound of my sister crying in the room grew louder, followed by the voice of Ibuk who tried to calm her. I set my breath. I have to make sure who's sitting on the front porch. I turned my body slowly. My heart is beating fast. Still in place was a little boy and a girl. They didn't budge, just sat there sitting behind me.

"Dann, here help Ibuk ngeneng-ngeneng your sister", Ibuk's voice called out.

"I. . .Yes Buk", I turned towards the room, and replied Ibuk with a slight stutter.

When I looked towards the front porch again, the figure of the woman and child had already disappeared. Lost impregnable, odorless tasteless. I'm looking around, looking for who knows who's still around here these "strangers" but nil, they've vanished. I once again leaned my body against the door, relieved to feel, my heart beating normally again.

I realized, my sister was still crying roaring. It's not unusual for a boy to cry like that. Immediately I turned around and went to Ibuk's room.