He's Not Dead
Warehouseman

“Arka, want to go home directly?” Marsa approached me, while I stared around the classroom corridor looking for Davina.

“No, I have a need with Papa,” answered me while my view is still looking for the whereabouts of Davina.

“Who are you looking for?” asked Marsa to look around us.

“Davina.”

Marsa turned and scrunched her forehead.

“Davina,” call me to see the figure of Davina out of one of the classes.

“He is here?” Marsa asked again.

“Iya,” answer. “Come, Papa is waiting for me,” take me to Davina.                     

Even without looking at her, I knew Marsa was staring at me. He still can't believe that Davina really exists and only I can see her.

Finally I arrived at Papa's office, more precisely Grandpa's company that was actually inherited for Mama but Mama handed over the company's activities to Papa and Om Kaivan.

“Please wait a minute, Mr. Aldo is having guests,” said a woman who might just be Papa's secretary.

I am welcome to wait in the living room with such a comfortable sofa. Davina sat down next to me. Pintu Papa's room opened and took out a middle-aged man with a cross-face with a sad face.

“He who, why his face like no stranger,” said Davina who still looked at the man.

“You know?” tanyaku.

“Entah, it's just .. I think I know that guy so well.”

Ever since meeting Davina, she doesn't remember anything or anyone but this time she seems to know someone. It's possible that the man could be another clue to finding out and helping Davina.

“Arka.”

I turned my head, Papa was already standing in the middle of the door and waving his hand for me to approach.

“Eat first, Papa do this after that we go.” Papa returned to his desk while on the sofa table there is already a food box with a restaurant logo that is quite famous. Davina sat down next to me again, as I enjoyed lunch.

“Pah, whose man was it?” I asked while chewing the rice that I had just sucked into my mouth.

“Master Lim.”

“She's a colleague of Papa or ..”

“Well that's it, why ask? You know him?” asked Papa to stop what he was doing and looked at me.

“No, I just want to know,”.

Papa returned to the documents before him.

“He's a partner of this company, probably since the days of the grandfather who held. Right now he is sad, because his grandson died and the other grandson is in a coma.”

Deg.

His grandson died, and someone went into a coma? Maybe it has something to do with Davina. I looked at Davina and she just put her shoulder around because she didn't understand the meaning of my gaze.

...***...

Papa stopped his car right in the courtyard of a three-story building that looked deserted, there was one other car unit and two motor units were parked there.

“What do we want here?” ask me while taking off the seatbelt.

“Friends Papa his business is growing and will move to this building. They are being renovated and often get annoyances. It feels like Papa needs to invite you to something like this, to train your abilities. Because of your advantages should be used to help those who need help.”

“Include Davina,” sahutku.

“Arka ...”

“I'm sure Davina needs help too and I'll prove that she's not my imagination.”

Papa sighed and took me out of the car.

“Arka, what is this place? Looks creepy.” Davina clutched my hand, when she was probably a ghost but she was afraid of the building looming before us.

“Don't run around as usual, stay behind me.”

Papa had gone first and entered the lobby. Shake hands with a man who might just be his best friend that was told.

I rushed to them.

“This is lo's child? Her handsome is coming down from lo.”

I kissed the man's hand and introduced my name. The man named Doni smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

“Lo sure he can? Just kids on the run, she's still in high school?” ask Mr. Doni to Papa.

“Yakin, I'm old anyway. My ability may not be as good as before. Arka, come with Mr. Doni. Papa wants to go to the toilet,” Papa said.

I walked with Mr. Doni who explained some of the rooms on the floor, Davina still followed even he held the back of my uniform out of fear. I had already felt a bad energy and negative aura upon entering this room.

“It's a warehouse and we can't open this room yet. The key is not there, oddly enough we broke down was difficult. Workers who are renovating live in this building as well, often hearing voices from inside. Sometimes like a horse neighs also the pace of a horse.”

My hand reached out to the door of the room and ….

Brakes.

I stepped back, and so did Mr. Doni. We were both surprised because the door seemed to be blown from the inside even the sound sounded so loud and vibrating.

“I think, they misheard but ..”

Brakes.

In my heart I chanted a prayer and kicked the door open. A stuffy and moist aroma rippled out from within the room that looked dark.

“What lights work?” I asked Mr. Doni.

“Entai, must try.”

I frowned because Mr. Doni was still in his place.

“I do not dare to enter,” said Mr. Doni.

“About, the switch is next to where?” I felt a wind coming from inside the room.

“Other room, the switch is on the right of the door.”

I ventured to step up and feel the wall on the right and .. aha, meet but ….

Ceklek checklek, many times I press there is no change in lighting in the room. The lights are not working or indeed the electricity flow is problematic.

“Death sir .. aaaaa.” I screamed as my body was being pulled deeper into the darkened room. The room had no other windows or doors, the only door where I had entered.

“Arka,” shouted Mr. Doni and Davina in unison.

I feel pain in my chin and temples. I don't know who pulled my body and threw it on the floor, which obviously felt cold when it touched my body.

“Aaaa.” I nodded slowly because of the pain.

“Arka.”

Papa's voice and a glowing light, it seems from a cell phone. Papa came to me after forbidding Mr. Doni to enter. The floor where I crashed felt dusty some ceramics in a cracked state even some were destroyed.

“I'm fine,” I said before Papa asked.

“We are out, the aura is not good.”

Not even I moved, suddenly the door was closed and there was a cry of Mr. Doni and Davina who of course could only be heard by me.

“Pah.”

“Quiet,” Papa said.

However ….

Brakes. Crick.

Papa's phone like someone snatched, fell on the floor and heard the sound of things being stepped on and broken. The room was dark again, I felt and held Papa's hand trying to help me stand up.

“Do not disturb us,” Papa said.

“Arrrrrr, you guys are coming to disturbuuuu.” The voice sounded so heavy and raucous. I do not know who and how the appearance of the creature that clearly the atmosphere feels so gripping and dark.