CANDRAMAYA STORY
Part 27: Woman Waiting for a Jackfruit Tree

Just as I wanted to step towards the jackfruit tree someone grabbed my hand.

“Where are you?”

“Mbak Hanum???”

“You haven't caught up with yesterday?”

“Hahhhh...means Hanum?”.

“Do not ever decetin the jackfruit tree it”

“What's wrong mbak?”

“I warn you once again, you are a new child here better you are far away from the jackfruit tree or you want to experience worse than you experienced yesterday”.

“I-iya mbak” I again can only duck when talking to mbak Hanum, I don't know like there's something in me mbak Hanum. I decided to go back to my room, although I tried to close my eyes but these eyes never fell asleep. I was upset, I grabbed my phone, sent a message to my classmate Angga.

Not long after I heard the sound of Angga's motorbike and I immediately approached him. But as I passed by the jackfruit tree, my curiosity reappeared to approach the tree. But one side I also felt that someone was watching me. I glanced at Hanum's mother's room, and Hanum was watching me from her window.

“Fara” Call Angga break my daydream

“Iya briefly” I re-lock the gate and ride in the back seat of Angga motor.

“What story do you want Far?”

“Later if you've been there, males I if the story on the motor should scream” Angga accelerate the speed of the motor, and we arrived at the city square where I studied. Angga and I come here quite often, because there is my favorite food here to know the gimbal.

While waiting for the food I ordered so I told him everything I had yesterday to make me feverish and also about my boarding buddy Hanum. Angga reflex attaches the back of his hand to my jaw.

“What the hell” I threw Angga's hand

“I'm just making sure that you don't have a fever”

“Udah improved kok”

“You didn't try this story to your boarding mom?”

“I have not dared because I was just afraid to make a mother thinker who does not about me, anyways so far there is nothing kok”

“Your boarding friends know?” I shook my head, I have not mentioned this to anyone, Angga is the first person I told.

I have not dared to take the statement that what I experienced was true because I was not sure, it happened so quickly that I could not distinguish between hallucinations and reality.

My phone was embroidered, an incoming call from Mbak Eka who asked me to come home soon.

“Angga home yuk”

“Loh hehh why?”

“Udah ayok, this was mbak Eka telfon asked me to cepet home”

“But it hasn't eaten his” yet

“Iya-iya”

Arriving at the boarding house Eka, mbak Yuni, mbak Hanum and several other boarding children were waiting in front of my room.

“Assallammualaikum”

“Waallaikumsallam”

“This is his son, you are crazy ya” Mbak Eka said with an angry tone, I who did not understand just frowned.

“I why mbak? What am I wrong?” Ask me confused

“Patience not to emotion, Fara here come with me” Mbak Yuni pulled my hand a little away from them.

“Fara what really happened that night? Is it true that you have released the creature that is there” Yuni's hand mbak pointed towards the jackfruit tree, my view also leads there.

“Ndelepasin? What does it mean to take off mbak? I just nolong mbak Hanum aja that time”

“Hanum?”

“Yes, when I came home I was writhing when Hanum stood under the jackfruit tree his face was shot because I thought Hanum was sick, so I was anther to the room, but when I open Hanum's bedroom, the room is locked, so I'm broken into pieces. Continue to not know how to get out of the room mbak Hanum”

“You're serious?”

“Bua why did I lie mbak” I know my story is ridiculous, but I try to say as honestly as possible without any of the things I exaggerate.

“You know Fara that the person you helped was not Hanum but the woman on the jackfruit tree was”

“Hahhh means?” Afterwards Hanum told me the story

“His name is Maria she is our friend, she used to occupy the room you now occupy. Maria ended her life by hanging herself in the jackfruit tree”

“But why?”

“We did not know that Maria was pregnant at that time, and her lover did not want to be responsible for the pregnancy of Maria. Since then Maria has often confined herself in the room” Yuni added

“Even I am the closest friend to him does not know that he harbors such a heavy problem” said mbak Hanum

“And on time our semester holidays all went home each, only Maria remained in the boarding house. At that time none of us were suspicious. By the time we returned home to the boarding house we were shocked to see Maria's body hanging from a jackfruit tree. Maria's body had also begun to decompose, but we could not confirm that Maria had actually committed suicide or been killed, because after Maria's death, Roy's lover Maria we never found her presence”

“Since that time this cost so not calm, Maria often appeared to us especially on the jackfruit tree. Almost all of us often see the figure of Maria crying”

“Because of that Ms. Danastri the owner of the boarding house held a study to pray for the spirit of Mary, but not with her vengeance Mary continued to terrorize us to the point where we were truly afraid of the disturbance caused by the presence of Mary's spirit, finally, Ms. Danastri asked for help from smart people and it is said that the spirit of Mary was locked in the jackfruit tree and Ms. Danastri asked all boarding children to stay away from the jackfruit tree”

Juju Raku shuddered at the story of Yuni, but somehow something forced me not to believe what Hanum and Yuni told me.

“Fara, STAY AWAY FROM THE JACKFRUIT TREE ITU” Hanum said in a cold tone, I decided to go into my room, my brain like having trouble digesting everything they say. I lay down my body, in my daydream I remembered Yuni's saying that the room I was in was the former room of Mary. I'm sure Maria must have left something that I could've made a clue to. I searched all my rooms for a long time but I found nothing, until I remembered a drawer that was on the dresser one bottom drawer locked and could not be opened, because the key is missing or someone is deliberately locking it.

I broke the drawer forcibly, more than two hours I tried to open this drawer and finally my efforts were not in vain even the drawer was open. The drawer is full of dust but inside is a book. It looks like a diary and it says Maria Rosalie. On the first page I found two photos, the first was a photo of four women mbak Eka, mbak Yuni, mbak Maria and mbak Hanum. The second photo of the woman and the man I assumed was a photo of Maria and her lover named Roy.

I read the fifth sheet of Mary's diary, I really did not expect that what actually happened was not what Yuni and Hanum told me. Maria's mother was not pregnant and Roy did not run away.