
"Sepy. Nothing, Dit," said Hendra and opened the door wide.
The curious Radit then walked inside. This room was the main room he was supposed to occupy. But for some reason, Aretha was reluctant to occupy this room.
"Well, big is also his room. Why don't you just use this room?" ask Hendra.
"Aretha doesn't want to be here." Radit continued walking up to the balcony of the room. While Hendra still enjoys the atmosphere of the main room which is indeed impressed with the elegant and luxurious furniture. Just by looking at it, he could tell how much the bed in the middle of this room was worth, as well as the dressers, displays and expensive paintings that were indeed of high value.
"Waw, is this a real painting?!" pekik Hendra when touching a painting with a view of the forest and some houses there.
"don't know. Wh why? You know what painting is this?" tanya Radit also saw the art objects in front of them.
"This painting has Raden Saleh, who also can predicate the most expensive painting. If not wrong name “A View of Mount Megamendung”."
The painting depicting a portrait of natural scenery in the area Megamendung, Puncak, Bogor is the first series of Megamendung paintings by Saleh, and is a milestone for this Semarang painter.
The painting was purchased by a British art collector for Rp 36 billion in Drout Paris, France. Delphine Kahl, as the representative of the auction house Jack-Phillipe Ruellan stated that A View of Mount Megamendung has a privilege that other paintings with the same series do not have. That was why the painting had such an expensive price.
"Good indeed. But I didn't think it was that expensive. But you're sure this is an original painting? Don't do it again" Radit said.
Hendra approached and scanned the entire painting, not long nodding confidently. "Original! This original mah! Ckckckck. Very cool!" said Hendra.
Arriving behind them the wind was blowing quite hard. Even Hendra and Radit looked back together. But strangely there was nothing there, even the balcony door was still tightly closed.
"Wind from where, huh, Dit?" asked Hendra whispering.
"don't know. Yes, we go down, yuk, "take Radit and walk first to the door. Hendra immediately ran after Radit.
Up below Aretha was astonished to look at the two men who were like racing in order to quickly go down.
"What the hell are you?" Aretha asked looking at the astonishment of Radit and Hendra.
"What's wrong" Radit said and approached his wife. Suddenly Radit hugged Aretha from the side, in front of everyone in the dining room. Although not many people, but still it is done in public. Aretha neither brushed aside nor responded, only remaining silent while waiting for the answer to her question.
"Nothing is above. At least just the wind," said Hendra while glancing at Aretha.
Aretha simply glanced at Hendra with an incredulous look. But he did not intend to discuss it further. It was as if Aretha understood what was really going on upstairs.
The show finally started. Some villagers who were deliberately invited to come home have accompanied their respective places in the living room. The living room in the house is transformed by rolling out carpets inside and a terrace for study purposes. Apparently the citizens who came quite a lot. Some people look familiar to them and Radit because they have never been friendly since they came to the village.
The recitation of the holy verse of the Quran is echoed together. After that between the self-introduction of the Raden and Areta families to the villagers who were present as representatives. Radit spoke two words for his arrival in the village. Although they do not live in the house, but they will stay there for a few months. Of course it's not a minute.
The show ends until 09:00 p.m. The people present were also given boxed rice with prepared snacks. In addition to the guests present also enjoy treats in the house, after they go home they will still get other food to be given to the people at home.
"Thanks, yes, Dit. Happy new home" Norman said, addressing both.
Radit's friend's friend went home because it was night. Their presence was also enough to bring a new color at the event that night. They had already brought about the food disaster that Areta had prepared in advance. One by one began to come out after saying goodbye to the owner of the house.
"Thank you, Tha. You are both heartbroken in this house. I don't feel good" whispered Hendra as she shook hands with Aretha.
It just so happened that Hendra found the last sequence bidding farewell to Aretha and Radit.
"Eh, why?" aretha asked astonishedly, and still held Hendra's hand. The look in his eyes sharply glared at Hendra who was preparing to run away after saying that.
"Oh, this is a serem house anyway. You should know about my weigh dedemit. I just feel good, this house is not good. Moreover, the upper room" whispered Hendra while staring at the balcony which was right above the terrace.
"Yes. Do'ain if there's nothing, yeah. You have to play here a lot, Hen, "smart Aretha
"Damn, ogah! Whynot. Get a guts test?" tanyanya while wearing her shoes.
"Not that. Play aja. I usually play at my house. Btw, that's still a follower, Hen?" aretha asked in a whisper while staring into her yard.
Hendra immediately looked at Aretha as if he was upset. "Lo it, why use it again!" nagel Hendra's.
"Well why is it? Oh, you know what it was?"
"Know what?"
"That's right there?"
"God! Duh, Aretha is that. It means why do you discuss again about teteh. I missed the incident, I also did not live in that house. But why is it still following me anyway! You see who said it was not just you yesterday there were those who said that too," said Hendra.
"Who else said it?"
"My acquaintance. Kyai. He said I was followed by a girl, her name was teteh. Ah, what the hell is this, Tha?" hendra asked, even becoming emotional.
"It's okay, Hen. Teteh did not do anything lo. Yes, relax," said Aretha.
"Hem, yes. Yes, I have returned. You hearts are also at home. Hye!" Hendra immediately followed another friend.
The house is now starting to fall. There's only Mr. Slamet, Ms. Jum, and Ratno who's cleaning Radit's house. Although Radit and Areta never told Ratno to clean up, the Village Youth did so without being told and with full awareness.
"Well, thank you, Mas. It's been helped" Radit said as they returned inside. In a short time his living room was now clean. Dirty dishes and glasses have been placed in the kitchen. The trash has also been put into plastic and is ready to be thrown away. The carpet was rolled up and the floor was swept away. Just put the sofa that was deliberately placed in the front yard back into its original place.
"The same, Mom. I have been used to help if there are people who have events" said Ratno.
"Rubber, Sir. Ratno is usually helping people. If Mr. Radit and Mr. Aretha need help, please contact Ratno. Oh yeah, he was a handyman too. Looks like he can help me fix the bathroom," Mr. Slamet said.
"Bathroom? Which bathroom, sir?" tanya Ratno whispered.
"That's the top" pointed at Mr. Slamet.
Ratno arrived immediately glared. As if I would not accept the offer. This read clearly and made Radit astonished.
"Then, tomorrow Mas Ratno can help Mr. Slamet, yes?" ask Radit.
"Hm? Me? Duh, how, huh?" he murmured as if there would be something stuck in his heart because he did not immediately accept the offer. Moreover, he is unemployed. And usually Ratno most rarely refused the request of the citizens. He does work odd jobs. So for him to refuse a job is the same as rejecting a fortune.
"Why, Mas? Doesn't Ratno want to?" tanya Radit who could see a strange expression on the face of the village youth.
"Eh, not that. But... But.... "
"It has. Just accept. Count help, To. You don't pity me? Your strength must be greater than mine. So it will definitely be easier later," concluded Mr. Slamet.
"Hem, yes, I have. Okay, Mas Radit. God willing, tomorrow I will come here again" Ratno said.
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The event went smoothly without any obstacles. After cleaning the house, Mr. Slamet and Ms. Jum then went home. They're home at about 10 p.m. After they left Radit and Aretha also began to cleanse themselves. Aretha decided to take a warm bath before going to bed. He felt that his body was sticky because of the busyness of the day.
Radit who just changed his clothes and waited for his wife in the living room accompanied by a Hollywood film that had just aired. He had also made a cup of coffee and a glass of warm chocolate milk that Aretha liked. Today's snacks still have some, so can be used as a friend to drink coffee while waiting for Aretha finished bathing.
A warm water shower washed over Aretha's body. Although he was in a place that is famous for having quite cold air, but did not make him leave the habit of bathing in the middle of the night. Especially if it feels like his body is sweaty and sticky like now.
But when he began to wet his hair, suddenly there was the sound of a child chuckling around him. Aretha automatically turned around, but there was no one there. In the bathroom, there was only one. Moreover, the bathroom was not too spacious. Only about 1.5 x 2 meters.
"Ah, my feelings are," murmured Aretha. He continued rubbing his head. Suddenly his movement stopped. Aretha looked for something inside her head that was filled with thick hair. He felt that he was touching something strange, which was not coming from his head.
The object felt like a segment of the middle finger holding his head from inside. Wrapped in hair and stuck to it pretty strong.
"Oharg!" aretha screams. She panicked to the point of coming straight out of the bathroom without even wearing a towel.
Listening to his wife's voice, Radit immediately ran to the bathroom and directly hugged his still-wet wife with some body parts full of foam.
"Hey, why, honey?" tanya Radit tried to look at Aretha who had closed her eyes since.
"My head! My head, Dit!" his screams were still stirring as he pointed at the part of his head.
"Head? Wh why? What's your head?" tanya Radit searched for whatever Aretha meant.
"There's fingers! There's hands! Check it! Hurry, Dit!" aretha's screams were still panicking. He seemed really frightened by what he had just experienced.
Radit then examined every strand of hair on Aretha's head. Unfortunately, there was nothing he found. Especially the thing that Aretha intended. Fingerless.
"Nothing, darling. Nothing in your head. Maybe you were wrong earlier" Radit assured Aretha.
"What true? Check it again, Dit! There was!" smart Aretha who now has broken her tears.
Radit then obeyed the words of his wife, examining in detail the part of his head carefully. Eventually, he came back to the same conclusion.
"Yes, honey. Nothing in your head. You calm down, try it, yeah. Shh, that's it."
Radit hugged Aretha. It did not matter if her clothes got wet because Aretha had not finished bathing.
"Already, yeah. It's been. Shhh." Radit hugged Aretha tightly amid his wife's never-ending cries. Slowly Radit leads Aretha back to the bathroom only to flutter the remaining soap that is still attached. Even when Aretha was clean, Radit wrapped his wife's body in a towel, then carried her back to their room.
"I'll get you a shirt, yeah. Wait a minute" Radit said after putting Aretha's body on the edge of the bed. Aretha was just silent, shivering with coldness. Radit swiftly picked up the nightgown and helped Aretha put on her clothes.
"I'll take chocolate milk first, yeah. I'll help you dry your hair."
Aretha was treated well by her husband. Actually, such an incident is not the first thing for him, but sometimes it will still provide his own surprises for him. Radit did not mind if Aretha suddenly acted like that, because that is Aretha. That's also one of the reasons Radit loves Aretha. Everything that's on that girl, is what Radit likes.
Aretha was already in her husband's arms. Aretha's back is rubbed like a child who wants to be lulled by her parents. Aretha's behavior is sometimes like a child's, but Radit still likes it. Radit did not dare to ask anything that happened. He was sure that Aretha would definitely tell him later when the atmosphere and time were right. From what Aretha said, Radit was able to deduce that there was a creature disturbing his wife who seemed to hold the head of Aretha.
So, who is that creature exactly?