
When he woke up in the middle of the night Mas Bagas was already sitting on the edge of the silent bed. I who felt very dizzy and my head like being on a nail stick together could only call out his name slowly once.
Mas Bagas quickly grabbed my body so that there was not much movement first he said. Then help me to drink after I point to the table.
He returned to nursing mode. Although I did not want to believe anything, my husband kept a lot of secrets for me. Until now, though, he has not told what exactly his job is.
My husband was very busy and left the hotel a lot. No longer comfortable next to me except when I'm sick like this. He'll be 24 hours beside me without moving a single inch not even sleeping at all to take care of me.
Tonight I spent my sleep and it felt so good because Mas Bagas was beside me that I was not afraid of anything. Whereas on the other hand my husband is also a scary figure to avoid at this time.
The next morning I woke up with the sound of my stomach criak criuk from earlier. Mas Bagas was asleep on our couch and had prepared food on the table for me.
He must have just slept because the milk he had prepared for me was still warm and the toast I was currently chewing.
I noticed the face of Mas Bagas who looked very tired with his wife who was often sickly. But there seems to be one thing missing from my memory.
The last thing I remember about the trip home Thanks to God I don't remember anymore is making me faint. Maybe I lack blood again until dizzy.
My only memory left of the information regarding Hartati, I became unwilling when and where I fainted. Out of curiosity I went downstairs to meet Tati's mom who was busy at her desk.
I sat down quietly beside him. By paying attention to whatever is being done.
“Eh Ibu Laras, how is Bu her head already lightened?”
The new Tati ma'am realized my existence immediately approached and asked me about my situation enthusiastically.
“Udah enjoy Mbak.” Reply weak.
I asked her why Ms. Tati knew I was sick, she explained that it was Mas Bagas who told her. Also call to come early to make breakfast for mom.
“Mas Bagas it lukewarm really Bu.” Said Mbak Tati who managed to make me blush.
Mr. Bisma who happened to hear our conversation even joined in.
“Suamibel, bell.hahah, already kayak city people only.” Laughter of Mr. Bisma who moodbosster managed to make me also laugh and Mbak Tati pinched his arm sulked.
Seeing them both like it would be nice if Mas Bagas and I could age together and have happy days. It would be wonderful if we could be like those who have always been with each other.
Our activities disperse when there are guests who come and immediately Mr. Bisma also Mbak Tati serve graciously. I also went back to the room to accompany Mas Bagas.
When he arrived at the Orchid house he was reluctant to talk a lot as if afraid or get a threat from someone to choose to throw me away. Even mother Yudi didn't want to open the door when I came to visit.
I didn't want to go home without any valuable information so I went back to Kak Ratih's house to check inside. The door was locked but I was able to find the door later only tied from the outside.
Just like that, I was finally able to enter the house of Ratih. His house is very clean to me to show a house that has not been inhabited by anyone for a long time. Even all the displays on the table are almost not dusty at all.
“Tante Barrel...” A familiar voice greeted me from behind the door of the room that suddenly opened. I followed the source of the sound and arrived at the room that was acting creepy.
A lot of extinguished candles are arranged around this room, the smell of incense from the fireplace stings as soon as I enter this house. Looks like this room was used for shamanic rituals or something. I can see from the large statue in front which is usually used as worship or media connecting humans and other creatures.
The figure of Endru is suddenly seen standing pointing towards the freezer cabinet which is on the side of this room. Following the child's instructions I dragged my legs there while covering my nose because I was uncomfortable with the strange scent here.
When I opened the closet, my eyes could not believe what I saw. How could there be a human being who could do such a thing. Lots of eyeballs are stored in clear plastic jars with water. So the eyeball just floated away.
Each jar had a name, I checked one by one. I counted 15 jars in this closet.Pun there are some jars that are empty outside the freezer and still left red spots.
Back in my focus with a jar with many names here, my brain thinks fast and takes pictures of everything behind my phone. Instead it could be used as evidence someday.
I also found one more empty jar behind another jar in this freezer under the name Ratih Widyaningrum.
This full name of Kak Ratih and still empty, means it is true that I think there is someone behind all this. Just when I was busy with all my thoughts and my no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no.
I heard the sound of a car stopping right in front of this house. Someone must have come here. I ran small and hid behind a strange tube in the front pulpit of this room.
The sound of feet then entered the room. But not for long there were other footsteps coming into the room. I peeked behind the finger slit of this statue.
Two men were standing in front of the freezer. One of the men took out a container inside which managed to make both my hands spontaneously close their mouths.
The man carried the two eyeballs he had placed into the empty jar earlier. They then talk for a while. His voice sounds good to me. I could only hear the saying that this food was enough for their master.
Their work was then completed and passed away. I can't see their faces. Both of them wear black hats and masks.
I could only see the Lotus flower tattoo behind the back of his second hand. It looks like it's a symbol of a society or something. The point is - they are very cruel and pathetic to their victims.
When they left I was able to breathe a sigh of relief and was curious as to who their master was who ate the human eyeballs. He thought snack times ah.
I'm an ambush whatever I want, I have to find whatever I'm looking for. So anyway I'll wait here and catch the mastermind behind the deaths of many people including my own brother.