TUMBAL SEVENTH

Hostaged

One night has passed, and this is the last night we stayed at this inn. Tomorrow morning, it's time to go home. Tonight before going to bed, my husband and I were busy gasketing.

“Bosen in room. A walk outside, yuk!” take me.

“Indeed Ayank belom sleepy?”

I'm shaking. I don't know why sleepiness hasn't settled in these eyes. The clock was pointing at 22:11.

“Ya. Come on then. We find the wind first.”

“Later if the wind has entered, how?”

“Ya, scrapings,” reply. We continued walking out of the room. Unexpectedly, Mela and Bayu were also closing the door.

“Hai!” my broom. Sontak Mela and Bayu turned around.

“Eh, you!” exclamation Bayu.

“Where to?” This time Mela asked.

“Wind search.” My man answered. I nodded in confirming.

“Lah, equals, dong,” says Bayu.

“Yes, just now, yuk! Let's get more exciting,” invite Mela.

“I am,yes!” sambar.

“Eum, me too, yes!” We then ngakak congregate. Then walk down the corridor, towards the lobby and out. Enjoying a night that happens to be full is showing its perfect form. The stars glitter, as if not to be outdone by the perfection of the full moon.

We sat in a chair by the beach. Side by side with each other's partners. In a different chair. The distance is a bit far apart. Bayu and Mela laughed gigglingly, joking full of affection.

My husband and I sat quietly with our hands held together. I put my head on the side of his shoulder. My eyes cannot escape the full moon above. What a beautiful night. The full-blown bias that hits sea water, creating a bling-bling effect. Real pretty.

“This evening is beautiful, yes.”

“For me, tonight is normal. Which makes this night beautiful and beautiful because there is you by my side.”

“Gombal!” my sentakku.

“Kok. I seriously. A million rius. For some people, the full moon is the epitome of perfection. But, to me that perfection is passing second by second with you.”

“Ahhh, meleyooot!” I framed my man's face. He did the same. Seconds later he gently pulled this head and buried it into his arms. I felt a kiss landing on the top of the head.

“Don't ever leave me again. Although only for a moment,” shriek.

“Not going. Anyway, how can I go from you. While just a second away from you, miss this already dusty.”

“Jiaaah. Replacement nih, the story.”

I looked at his face, and our eyes met. For a second, we looked at each other in silence. Then both smiled, and turned their eyes to the sky again. Staring at the stars as if flickering seductively.

“I love you,” whispered, then kissed this head again.

“I love you too.”

“You want grilled corn, no?” bargained for.

“You if there is, mah.”

“Yes already, we go to the place where the kang kang kang grilled corn, yuk!”

“Where?” I dyed looking for a grilled mamang maize, but around here it was not detected by my eyes.

“There,” point.

“Yes, ayok!”

“We try to invite Mela with Bayu, yes.” I nodded in agreement.

“Woi, want to keep dating here or come with us to the grilled corn shop?”

“Wah, tag along, dong!” exclaim Mela enthusiastically. We walked to the grilled corn store and it was still open. The corn stock is still there. Not only did we order the grilled corn, we ordered coffee. Having previously enjoyed the beautiful scenery on the frigid waterfront, now enjoy grilled corn and coffee. Pretty, warm the body plus filling the stomach. About diet, maybe later.

***

Yes, last night Maya came to my dream. He asked me to do justice for him. Maya wants Hendarto and Rudi to take responsibility for his actions several years ago.

I flinched from daydreaming as my husband flicked a finger in front of this face.

“Malah. What are you, anyway? Story if there is a problem!”

“Nothing, really. I'm just thinking about it again. I think there's forgetfulness, but what, huh?”

“What?” tanyanya seriously.

“Morning kiss,”. And immediately ambushed his lips. After that, I decided to leave the room for a while to buy something.

“OK, but don't be long!” said mewanti-wanti.

“Ready, Boss!” I saluted him, peeked at him, then walked out of the room. I went to Hendarto's room. I had to deliver Maya's message last night. Whether heard or not, at least if I have said it is not a thought.

Fortunately, Hendarto had come and was in his room according to the receptionist.

Arrive in Hendarto's room, after being invited to sit down. I immediately relayed my point of seeing him in person.

“For the duration of my stay here, I have always been visited by a woman named Maya in a dream. I don't know who he is, but . I think you know him. He demands justice. Maya wants, I'm responsible for what you did to her first.”

“I don't know who Maya is. Don't make it up to you!” his sewot, but his facial expression implied panic.

“Lagian, what have I done to the woman in your dream? Just-there's. You're crazy, aren't you? Dreams are sleeping flowers! Ngaco! It's out there! I have a lot of work!” resounding.

“Not only that, I also saw the house of the green board burning. The woman should still be alive, if only her head had not been hit by a beam and burned.”

Hendarto was getting nervous. Face paled. He's misbehaving. I still flinch at my seat. Looking at him was intimidating. It was as if someone was pressing both shoulders. I want to get out of here, but it's hard. Sure enough, as my tail glanced at my shoulder, there was a pair of deathly pale hands resting on it. I think it's Maya's hand.

“Who are you really?” ask Hendarto.

“I'm a nobody, sir. I am just an ordinary man. Oya, now, Maya is here.” I moved and left the room. Before the door closed tightly, I saw Hendarto like a frightened man. Not long after, he also walked out of his room.

*****

After saying ‘thank you’ to all employees at this inn for their best service during our stay here, the four of us also chek out.

When I was in the parking lot, about to get into the car, for some reason as if something made me want to look back. Sure enough, I could see Maya standing near the entrance of this inn. His face was pale and very sad.

“Honey, let's hunt in!”

I gasped at my husband's words, then nodded and entered. After sitting down, I tried to see Maya's figure earlier. However, it seems to have disappeared. Why is Maya's face so heartbreaking? Is he disappointed in me for not solving the case first? Ah, I don't know. Hopefully after this Maya doesn't come to me in a dream anymore.

***

“Darling, really, like someone is following, we, yes?” I said when I looked back several times and there was a car following.

“Hah? Where?” My husband looked back too. A few meters back there was a black jeep following this car we were riding in. The car was suddenly in the back, moments after this car came out of the inn parking area earlier.

“Your feelings are only times,” continued my man.

“Hopefully it is. But ... jeep car in the back, follow us from the lodging deck earlier, loh, Yank,” explained me.

“Yes, it might be the course in the direction,” said my man. Maybe it's true what my husband said. We played music and sang occasionally. When I looked back, the car was still in position. A few feet behind this car. But I no longer suspect.

“Honey, later on rest front area, stop first, yes.”

“Why?” my many.

“I kebelet. Want to shirk first.”

“Oh, okay.”

Arriving at the rest area, my man immediately went down and headed for the toilet. I was waiting in the car. Some cars have started to run again. Just leave this car. Not long ago the jeep stopped right next to this car. A second later a man came out and knocked on this window glass. It was a bit scared in fact to open, but there was no strange gurgle from his expression.

“Please open the glass. I want the address,” he said sounding soft.

I opened the car glass. The man asked for an address that I myself did not know the exact location. According to his confession, he has used google maps, but even stray. As I looked at the address photo on the man's phone, he suddenly smothered his mouth until this nose. There's a smell of nose stinging. Seconds later the head feels very dizzy and vision blurred, then darker.

*****