Bebegigs
Chapter 57's

"Tone... You haven't slept?" Yasa was surprised to find his older sister lying on an armchair in the living room. The room was dark, only the corridor lights were lit. 

"Uhs. Oh. hi!" Tone woke up and hurriedly got up. He was still wearing a nurse's white uniform. "I must have fallen asleep in the chair. I've been home two hours."

"Why don't you go to the room?" Yasa yawns.

"I don't think I'm tired yet." Tone stretched his muscles. "Now I know I'm tired. You're abis nganter chick, huh?"

"yeah. Empu Brajasena's son." Yasa yawned again.

Tone shaking head. "Bae-bae, Sa!"

Yasa did not understand what her brother meant by that remark. But he was too tired to ask. "I'm going to sleep. You work tomorrow, right?"

"yeah. The morningest turn. I have to leave in a few hours, believe me? Riding on sono. Let me get the door."

Suddenly Yasa saw her brother looking much older. Or maybe it was due to the influence of the sharp corridor lights. Yasa said good night and started climbing the stairs.

"Yes, I almost forgot!"

Yasa realized, it was one of her brother's most annoying habits. He always remembered something once people were halfway up the stairs, so people had to come back down. But it was at that moment that he finally saw an orange jacket, draped on the back of a chair in the dining room.

"There's something that came to you about an hour and a half ago. If it's not wrong you from the twin northern village."

"Magenta?"

"No. The other one!"

"You mean God?" Yasa frowned.

"Well, yeah!"

"God is dead!" yasa hatch.

It was her brother's turn now who frowned. "He who said it himself, his name is God. If it's not wrong with the host."

Yasa looked at his brother uncertainly, but he did not want to talk about the dead by midnight. "Why do you say?"

"He said he just wanted to tell you, be careful with Magenta."

"Huh?" Yasa spontaneously flabbergasted.

"Still saying I'm wrong?" sindir.

"But God is dead" murmured Yasa.

Tone shrugged his shoulders lazily. His facial expression showed that he did not believe the Dewangga was dead.

He looked confident in what he saw, Yasa thought. To his surprise he realized that sometimes something happened whether he believed it or not.

But still this one is too awkward.

Dewangga has always been hostile towards Yasa all his life.

Why did he suddenly come to warn Yasa to be careful of Magenta?

Is that a threat?

Yep! Yasa finally concluded. Magenta pretended to be a God to bully me.

Yasa once again said good night to her brother. While carrying an orange jacket, he went up to his room.

That night, he finally meditated and made an orange jacket as a medium for glare.

In his vision he saw: a climber walking while tightening his carrier's rope, his feet sinking among the grass on the surface of wet ground. He observed the light slowly dissipating over the top of the mountain as the clouds drifted across the moon.

His friend, a female climber, leaned over to fix his loose shoelaces.

"I was cold," the female climber complained, as he ran quickly to catch up with the male climber, his knees raised high as if thus his body would remain warm.

"It's good" said the climber, closing his eyes. A drizzle stuck to her long, pigtailed curly hair back.

The woman looked up at her friend and walked back. The wind flapped his long jacket. "Aren't you cold?"

The man shook his head, taking a step, enjoying the sound of his feet stirring on the grass. Suddenly it stopped.

The woman stopped as well, and followed her friend's gaze upwards into the dark blue sky. "Oh!" screech, grabbing the man's arm. "Whatis that? The bats?" he let out a shriek as a black creature floated above him. His pair of wings flapped like sheets on a clothesline.

This is not the darkness of his room.

he's awake now. His vision is over.

So why isn't he back in his room?

His bare feet felt very cold, very wet. He looked down, and he was standing on a tall, wet grass. The orange jacket he was holding was fluttering around his body, blowing in the wind. The front shadow of a house looks towering like a giant creature that is silent.

Where the hell am I?

How did I get here?

he gripped the orange jacket and looked at the building in front of him. Is that his house? Why does it look so different?

It was very dark, very cold and very strange.

Why am I standing here?

The trees swayed and whispered. The ground seems to tilt. 

Then he saw the front door of the house stretched wide. Orange rushed out of the door, he was wearing the same jacket that Yasa was holding, the same jacket that the female climber wore in his vision.

Not far behind Orange, a tall, curly-haired big man was chasing after him with an angry expression.

That climber! thought Yasa surprised. The man was a climber in his vision earlier.

Why is he chasing an orange?

The orange now ran towards him. Then it suddenly disappeared when Yasa tried to catch him.

His vision is still going on! Yasa.

What he is experiencing now is not a reality.

It's still part of his vision. His vision felt most real.

What does this mean?

Is that a real event that experienced orange?

When does?

Does it have anything to do with this jacket?

Is the orange threatened by this jacket?

Does this jacket not belong to the orange?

And... whose house is it really?

Is that the new boarding house occupied by Orange?

Something is wrong, he thought. Something is wrong and terrible.

Suddenly Yasa felt dizzy. He removed the orange jacket from his grasp and for a moment the world around him turned and stopped.

Yasa blinked and looked around.

He was back in his room. I am not going anywhere, he said in his heart. He bowed and found himself sitting cross-legged on the floor of his room, surrounded by three candles that had burned half of them.

I must meet the Orangas immediately! He decided.

Yasa could not remember how long he had been performing the ritual, and at what time he finally got into bed. But when he woke up, Nada had already left for the puskesmas.

Sunlight breaks through the kitchen window curtain above the sink when Yasa hastily finishes her job washing dishes.

Since waking up, the first thing he thought about was meeting the orange.

His mind was filled with questions that had to be answered immediately.

He pondered his vision, trying to repeat it many times in his mind, He still did not understand as well.

And as soon as he reached the house of Orange, Ragnala said that the girl had left again for Serang.