
After my move to this city, incident after event was beyond my reasoning. I pondered as I lay my body on the cotton mattress, my gaze pointing to the ceiling of my roof. The small cracks from the precarious pit made daylight enter my house. My daydreams crumbled as a face flashed through my mind. Anggoro's face, not the exact same face that was painted when I was at Anggoro's house.
I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water, when I was about to pour water from the jug I suddenly felt cold air blowing around the nape of my neck. I tried to ignore it and drank the water I had poured in the glass. But suddenly I heard a falling object that made me choke.
I picked up the falling glass, but I felt something staring at me. I read the verses as much as I can, but the feeling never goes away. Somehow this house feels very different, the intensity of light that usually penetrates the cracks of the house is also not there. I reached for the light switch, but when I turned on the taka and a single house light was on. I went back to my room and took my phone, I called Desi to pick me up. I waited for Desi outside the house because I was honestly scared.
I've been home alone for almost a week because my mother came home to see our house and fields in the village. I didn't come because I still work in a wood factory. Long enough I waited for Desi until finally Desi arrived.
“May, why are you waiting outside?”
“Nothing Des,can I nginep in your house a few days”
“What happened May?”
“By gak?”
“By the way, let's go up”
I locked the door to my house and immediately climbed on top of Desi's motorcycle. Throughout the journey I was very nervous. I know that once in a while Desi glanced at me through the rearview mirror of her motorcycle.
“Why Des?” My question panicked when Desi suddenly braked her Astrea motorbike
“There is mang Iduy we eat ketoprak first yuk, I happen to laper”
“Ihhh you are kirain why”
“Mang kanopraknya two ya”
“Iya Neng sped not?”
“Pedes all mang”
“May, why are you so scared?” I spread my eyes before I started telling stories
“Des, I experienced a strange incident at home when I was fetching water in the kitchen. I think someone is looking at me but I can't see his figure”
“Ahhh seriously you May”
“This neng ketoprakan”
“Still yes mang”
“Iya sami-sami neng, oiya sorry neng if mang Iduy lancang neng whose name is this?”
“I Candramaya mang, but usually called Maya”
“Ohhh neng Maya” Mang face expression Iduy looks restless when looking at me
“What's mang?”
“Nothing neng, do not forget to pray yes neng so not to be disturbed. Mango eaten corps” Mang Iduy immediately returned to his wagon, but I know that Mang Iduy occasionally looks at me.
“Udah May do not think too much we eat first”
After we finished our meal we paid for our meal and continued our journey to Desi's house. But again, Mang Iduy called me.
“Neng Maya”
“Iya mang, less money huh?”
“Not neng, mamang want to say this” Mang Iduy handed over a triangle-shaped paper fold
“Inia pa mang?”
“Save anyone know neng Maya needs, sometimes we can not read their intentions and goals. But hopefully they mean well”
“Yang mang Iduy Who do you mean mang?”
“Better you guys go home soon dark, do not go out the house night-night first ya neng”
“Yuk May, actually said Mang Iduy already want to dark fear kemaleman until his home” Me and Desi again continue the journey, but I feel there is something different from the words Iduy mang to me.