The River House

5. A tightly closed house

Bayu memapah Yodi who walked seok seok. While Iva and Mella walk first in front. And in the end they arrived at a field with manicured grass and beautiful colorful flowers.

At the edge of the field that stands a magnificent house, the throne of the host who has sent a mysterious invitation. House on the river bank with trellis fence that is still tightly closed. While not far from there there were five people standing looking into the house that felt lonely.

"Hi y'all," Mella greeted, the five people compactly turned their heads.

The five men were Dipta, Denis, Galang, Tia and Norita. They arrived early, but because the gate was still tightly closed they chose to rest in the cool and refreshing green grass.

"Wihh, more and more are coming," Dipta spoke while blowing cigarette smoke that she had been enjoying.

Pradipta Maheswara is a civil servant in one of the T District Offices. His stature was large, with a glare in my eyes. Hair is taper, with some shiny gray hair exposed to sunlight.

"Unbelievably, Zainul Rich Man really wants to invite us to party, a great reunion," Denis chimed in. Just like Dipta, Denis sipped a cigarette in his mouth.

Denis Septian Hadi, guitarist of an indie band that is quite famous among young people. The number of yourun subscribers also does not play. Her hair was shaggy, maroon-red, wearing slightly exaggerated bracelet accessories. In the past during High School he was the one who got the title of school prince, because it was considered cool and charismatic.

"No, the cigarette was thrown away. No need to pollute the freshness of the air here why the hell?" Mella shook her hand, a little irritated.

"Hahaha. .tetep fierce you Mel. That's why it's hard to get a mate," said Dipta mocking. Mella glared at him.

"Huuss, late marriage is something sensitive to discuss. So don't be so frank with your mouth, '" Norita chimed in. A smile spread from his thin lips. A smile that feels very irritating.

Norita Hanun Wibowo, dangdut biduan who has been famous since High School. The melodious voice, the clutch and the sedu, the tall body, a lot of men who idolized it.

"Hey, who was Bayu? Yodi?" Steady standing from his seat. He immediately ran closer to Bayu and Yodi who came later.

Galang Sanusi, a leader of the largest branch of the National Bank in T district. Since High School he was a mathematician. When his friend is busy renting PS2 he prefers to look at triangles and the theorem of phitagoras.

With the help of Galang, Bayu sat Yodi not far from the fence. Bayu sat on the ground, straightening his leg which felt tired and slightly cramped.

"Yodi why?" He asked Bayu. He seems worried about Yodi's situation.

"Fall off the cliff he said. I'm through he's been sprawled so," said Bayu with a gasp of breath.

"The body is hot" Galang touched Yodi's forehead. Yodi was silent. His power was completely drained. Fatigue, fatigue, soreness and pain in the injured part of the body mixed into one.

"So Mella's been giving first aid. But it still seems to need pain medication and maybe food. Can't we go into that house?" Bayu pointed at the mansion before him.

"The fence is still locked. I tried calling the inside, but there was no answer" Galang shook his head slowly.

"Don't the Zainul not work on us?" Iva sat down cross-legged, pulling the grass in front of her violently.

"Why did he do that? What's the point of pranking us?" Galang.

"He could hate us. Because of what we used to do," Iva looks upset.

Iva's words in fact made everything there silent. No one answered or refuted Iva's words.

"Just wait. Maybe Zainul will be out soon," Tia who had been silent at last finally opened her voice.

"It's 2 o'clock in the afternoon. My stomach is fucking hungry," Dipta threw out and stepped on the cigarette butt in his hand.

"How long have you been here?" Bayu asked back.

"When Denis and I came there was Galang who was pacing back and forth in front of the fence. Tia and Norita came after that. I've probably been here more than an hour and a half. Look at how many cigarettes I burned," Dipta pointed at the nipple scattered under his feet.

"Hey, sir, the police, if Zainul is just a prank, isn't that a fraud or an unpleasant act?" Denis chiming.

"Well it could be. But even if Zainul only knows us, our prank is not it still not worth it when compared to our mistakes in the past? Huh?" Bayu asked back, his expression looking flat.

Denis and Dipta exchanged looks. The answer made the two old friends unhappy. 

"Uhhhh," Yodi suddenly whimpered. The pain and tenderness in his thighs again felt excruciating. Probably because he was forced to walk.

"Mell, don't you think Yodi's gonna be okay?" Bayu asked Mella who was sitting not far from him.

"Outside injuries I've given you first aid. But it looks like we need ice water to compress it. It could be that his leg muscles are inflamed" Mella replied.

Bayu stood up from his seat. He was looking for stones or pebbles. When he got it, Bayu hit the stone on the iron fence in front of him.

Teng teng teng

The sound of a rock hitting the iron rang out loud.

"Open the door hey!" Bayu shouted loudly.

"Zainul, we're your invited guests!" Again the Bayu shouted.

Everyone waited, but there was no response from inside the house. The big house looked empty and quiet. Could there be no inhabitants? Then why did Zainul invite his high school friends to visit there first? Does Zainul really want to prank them?

Bayu dropped his ass on the ground. When everyone began to feel sure that no one was inside the house, the front door opened from the inside. An old woman ran to the fence. He had a lot of keys in his hand.

"Thank God there are people" Galang sighed.

The turnstile was now open, the old lady who was the house maid bent over allowing guests to enter.

"It's a long time to open the door" said Norita sewot.

"Masf Sir and Madam, I was in the back kitchen so I didn't hear. Moreover, it was rare for guests to visit here," the old servant still bowed.

Bayu and Galang immediately help Yodi to get up and break him into the yard of the house. Seeing one of his guests appear to be injured like that, the old servant remained calm and cold. There was no panic, his expression looked flat.

Meanwhile, from a window on the second floor a pair of eyes watched one by one the people who entered the house. A grin rattled from behind the darkness.

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