TUMBAL SEVENTH

No way Dad did it

I looked at who the owner of the voice was. Dian? What's he want?

“Hai,” I replied rather lazily.

“Known me Dian,” he said as he reached out. Inevitably I welcome his hand and say my name.

“Oh yes, you ..” My words stopped, my father's car came and honked. Dad told me to get on quickly. Hurry said. I went up without asking what I was going to ask. After the farewell to Dian.

Arriving in front of the gate of the house, the father immediately left to review the factory again. There are problems that need quick handling he said. I could only nod in affirming Dad's every word and word. After I got off, Dad went away again.

*** 

Night crawling turns late into the night, I'm still awake. Dad didn't come home yet, when I called he said at the factory the problem wasn't clear. So, the possibility of late just coming home or even before the early hours of the morning. I don't know what the problem is?

I was assigned to look after Tania and guard the house. After Mbok Tini was part of the return home, before leaving he said that Mr. Ramat was in the front substation.

“Pak Ramat is at the front guard post. If there is anything just call him,” said Mbok Tini with a flat tone and expressionless face. I just nodded. After that Mbok Tini really left.

I peeked at Mbok Tini's departure from the window by revealing a few curtains. When he reached the security guard post in the front yard of the house located next to the gate, I saw Mbok Tini talking for a moment with Mr. Ramat.

Their activity is clearly visible because they are highlighted by lighting lights in the post and front garden lights of the house. I don't know what to talk about? They didn't hear at all because the distance from where I was peeping was now about 20 meters. But both look suspicious. After talking the two look dizzy watching around as if afraid of being discovered. Bizarrely.

Immediately shut the curtains back and rushed to Tania's room who was already screaming calling.

Climb the stairs at a quick step. Up upstairs was pretty boring. Dingy.

“Iya Deck, why?” I asked as I opened the door to his room with a huff.

“What's up, Brother?” Tania asked back. He looks santuy on the mattress leaning on the back of the bed while playing games on his phone. Lah, the feeling was screaming for help and so forth.

“You know brother huh, Dek?” my ketus. Tania stopped her activity and turned to look at me who was still standing in the doorway.

“Ngerjain what, Brother? I've been here playing the game,” reply, reassuring.

“Eum, but earlier ...” No, I can't tell Tania that I heard a loud noise in this room, and she was even more frightened from the night before.

“Tadi what, Sis?” his pedicab.

Quickly I shook my head. “Already, forget! It's night, let's go to sleep!”

“Is, Brother, just finished Isya,” whining.

“Close by now, but don't be noisy and don't disturb ya, sister want to do the job from school here.” Tania only replied with a murmur her eyes were engrossed in staring at the screen of the device.

I immediately went to my own room to pick up the books and tools I needed. Then go back to Tania's room. Then close the door and step inside.   Copying lessons from Tirta's book on the sofa located beside Tania's bed and accompanying her.

“Live one more lesson,” my murmur. Then lean your back against the back of the sofa. Dingy. I saw Tania she was asleep. Then glance at the clock that is attached to the wall. It's 9 o'clock more, but there's no sign of daddy coming home yet. Suddenly anxious.

Just about to go back to taking notes, eyes suddenly sticky as if slashed. I really can't stand the sleepiness of being so great. I threw myself on the sofa too.

**

I coughed and woke up and sat down. Like smoke coming through your nose. Seeing the clock on the wall is past 12 p.m. I slept long enough. Sniff sharpens olfaction. The smell of incense. Immediately inched from the sofa and looked under Tania's bed. The session is again. Celingukan looked around, deserted no one. Tania was still sleeping soundly.

Then I went out of the room after checking all over Tania's room to the bathroom, but I didn't find anyone here. Don't forget I locked the door and I brought the keys so the offerings were safe on the spot. I want to show you later.

Hurry to dad's room, but it's still empty. Right, dad hasn't come home yet.

Then check the whole room. I didn't find anyone in my house. Peering into the front guard post, Mr. Ramat was also no longer there. I locked the door anyway. So, there's no way Mr. Ramat can get in. Then who put the offerings under Tania's bed?

When confused to think about who did it. I heard Dad's car came into the front yard and into the garage. Parked cars.

When I got to the porch I immediately opened the door.

“Loh, you haven't slept yet, son?” Dad was surprised to see me welcome him when the night was very late.

“You shouldn't have to wait for Dad. Dad brought spare keys really, so no need to worry or fear you can not enter the house,” explained father at length.

“Not that, Well.” I immediately pulled my father's arm towards Tania's room.

“What's up?” asked my father, while we were still climbing the stairs.

“Later too I know. Come on Well, spout!” take me, speeding up. Then with a huff I opened Tania's room key.

Then he pulled his arm into Tania's room.

“See Well!” my word, pointing under Tania's bed.  Dad crouched down to look under Tania's bed.

“See what?” asked dad, still squatting observing under the bed.

I also immediately followed the squatting. Whaaat?! The item is missing again? How can? I locked the door, the window too.

I was silent in great confusion.

“What was it?” my dear father, while looking at me intensely. Just now that I was about to explain to dad, Tania woke up. It must be the noise that me and Dad made. So my father asked me to accompany Tania. And I also stopped telling stories.

“Yes already, dad to the room yes, want to clean the body.” After I took my name, Dad went to his own room.

While I was lying next to Tania, still overwhelmed with confusion and curiosity about the sajen earlier.

***

“This is. Thank you,” I said while proffering a notebook owned by Tirta which was loaned to me at that time. There was no answer, Tirta just took the book and put it in his bag. Then go out of class.

You freak!

If you are not sincere why you borrow, try?

His change of attitude made me even more curious about him.

Sometimes I feel afraid of him, sometimes miss, sometimes want to linger with him, sometimes want to quickly away from him. Sometimes it is just a bit and much more. Nano-nano taste.

***

It was the sixth time the offerings were installed under Tania's bed. Tonight I almost managed to catch the culprit, but unfortunately it disappeared when I chased it into the cellar.

*** 

“Bye, Sweetheart. A real school!” dad said, after I got out of the car.

I linked the thumb with the index finger to form the letter O. “Oke, ready Boss!” I said then, then saluted. My father left after driving me to the front of the school gate.

While I entered the school area, and went straight to class.

When I arrived in class I was confused and confused. There were a lot of cards on my desk. I'm not having a birthday or winning a competition or anything like that.

“This what card?” ask one of my classmates, pointing at the table.  There are some greeting cards.

“See aja!” her word.

I started opening the cards one by one.

Whats?

Congratulations because I was the first person who was able to survive sitting down with Tirta for up to a month.

“This means what, huh?” ask my classmates. I can be sure my forehead is wrinkled.

Rahma my classmate approached. “Yes, so, you are the first person who can survive sitting next to Tirta for up to a month. This record,” he said later.

I grinned, frowned, confused. I still don't understand what Rahma means.

“Yes, you are the first person to sit next to Tirta for up to a month. In the past there was a strong with all the strangeness of Tirta only a week at the longest strong sit here,” he added, holding the back of my chair.

I thumped my lips, shrugged my shoulders. “I don't think Tirta is that scary anyway,” ceplosku.

“Naaah, this is also a record. You just said this.” Rahma answered quickly. I'm down. I don't know, my face suddenly warmed. More down shy when Rahma and some other classmates at cheering ‘ciya-ciye'.

Their cheers were stopped by the bell sign of Tirta's entrance and arrival.

Many times I glanced in the direction Tirta was. At last, our gazes clashed within seconds. Look at his eyes that I don't know. I can't describe it with words. Which must be weird. I think he's aware of my glare. Immediately I turned my gaze towards the blackboard in front of the class. Wrong attitude.

I looked at him a little bit again. He was looking at me sharp as if I didn't like to look at it in such a way. Just freak me out. Horrified that he relapsed like before, when he suddenly shouted hysterically or when he pushed me to fall first.

I don't have the courage to look into the eyes of the eagle. Choosing the focus of writing and listening to the explanation of the Master. Until finally the break bell rings.

I immediately ran out of class. Can't stand lingering beside Tirta. It feels so hot. I don't know.

After taking a bottle of cold drink from a refrigerator showcase in the canteen. I immediately sat on one of the empty benches. Then chug the contents until it leaves half. It helps to cool the body and brain after receiving lessons in class and the treatment of Tirta is also a problem that occurs at home.

It all makes me feel tired.

Looks like I have to start looking for more ways to uncover the identity of the plumber. Fear behind the installation of sajen there is a disguised bad intention.

“Hai,” greet someone from behind me sitting accompanied by a pat on the shoulder of this right side. I flinched from the daydream. Then he turned to make sure who the owner of the hand and the voice that had managed to surprise me.

Dian?

His hand is still on this shoulder. While both his eyes were closed and his head shook to the left and right. How strange. Why her?

After that he opened his eyes and took a deep breath like he had drowned.

“Why you?” many confusions.

Dian immediately shifted the chair beside me that happened to be empty then sat on it, and looked at me intensely.

“A-there is ap-what?” I stammered. Feeling uncomfortable because it is noticed in such a way.

“You have a lot more to think about, huh?” Dian asked back. Still watching me.

Eleven and twelve with Tirta as he was. Bizarrely.

“Ma’af did not want to show off kebisaan or how-how, but I saw the picture there sajen, veiled woman, and saw you were chasing after the woman. Right so?”

Whaat? How did Dian know? Is he a paranormal kid?

“You indigo child, yes?” my original nyeplos.

“Many people think that way, but actually I don't like to be called that,” he replied. Then he sighed.

“Then you can help me uncover who is the sajen installer under my sister's bed?” my many. Hope by God's permission he can help me uncover this problem.

Just as Dian was about to reply, the bell sign re-entering sounded.

“Ah, it's time to enter class. Next time we connect again yes, the chat,” said Dian. He stood up and took his step.

“Ran!” call him.  I looked up at Dian standing up. Urung pay for a bottle of cold drink that I have finished. Then he walked up to me again.

“Iya, why?” I'm just impatient.

Dian held this side of the shoulder again. “You better be careful, because it looks like the person who put sajen under your sister's bed has evil intentions,” he explained later.

It makes me worry and scared. After telling her that, she went to her class. Even with me, after paying for my drinks to class.

In class I did not focus on following and listening to the last lesson. Keep thinking about Dian's words. What if it really turns out that behind the installation of sajen is veiled by evil intentions? What will happen to Tania?

*** 

Tonight I thought hard, remembering any time and any day the sajen was installed. After remembering I immediately saw the date stuck on the wall.

Fix, last time sajen installed night jum’at pon, then the night before week pound. Why is sajen installed every pound night?

What happened to the third Javanese market day pound night?

Hurry to my room intending to ask about pound night. I slowly opened my door to my father's room. Afraid surprise. Urung came in when I heard dad call, and was talking about sajen also falling out with someone on the other end of the phone.

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