Mystery of Room 13
Part 48: The Dancers Box

I pulled Wulan back and slightly away so as not to be attacked by Intan who looked full of anger. "Where's my powder? Look, it was you guys who hid my powder. It caused a wound on my face. Give me back my powder or..."

"Or what? Tell me. You're gonna do what we do. Oh, my husband's cheating woman?" Wulan asked in a slightly loud voice that made some people start to notice the three of us. He let go of my hand and stepped forward towards Intan.

"I'll finish you off!" hiss the girl who covered part of her face with the scarf.

"Oh, I'm so scared. Please don't finish me off" Wulan said in a trembling voice. However, a moment later Wulan laughed out loud apparently just now he was just pretending to be afraid.

"We heard Hanna, this woman threatened to take me down, horrible and scary, didn't she?" Wulan was blown away until her body was shaken.

"Wulan, just go home yuk. We don't make a fuss here." I dragged his body towards the motor while his two eyes were still glaring towards Intan.

"Bring your loser friend away, Han. Remember, after that you have to go away from it, if you do not want your life to be unlucky. He was last unlucky because his mother died giving birth to him, his father died..."

"Bad bajarr!" my growl. My heart was boiling when Intan was shameless about berating Wulan, the woman he hurt. I let go of my grip on Wulan and walked over to her.

"Tan, what did you say? I didn't hear too much about it," I asked softly and with a big smile.

"Wulan is an unlucky kid, you are..."

A loud slap I lay on her cheek that was covered in a scarf until I saw the corner of her lips there was a speck of blood. "It's not Wulan who's a fucking kid but you're a fucking one!"

"Hanna! We have no problem but because of this slap of yours, you will also accept my wrath." There was a flash of anger in his eyes. My nyaliku almost shrieked due to his extremely sharp gaze. Fortunately, my advice is not to be afraid if you are on the right side.

"Your sun? Hmm, it's funny you, Tan. Who are you to punish people as you please? I'm not afraid to face a snake like you!"

Snake woman, maybe that call is appropriate for Intan. It is hated and hated by many.

"Han, don't you just haphazardly dub me as good as your heart!" Intan's hand swayed about to throw a slap at me.

"Let your hands down, beard!" Wulan is already in front of me. His hand pulled the shawl that covered Intan's face.

"Geez!" Almost everyone who was there shouted to see Intan's face which was now blistered on his left cheek like burning. There was blood and mixed with pus and gave off a very foul smell.

"Go! Don't let my customers run away from you for seeing you!" hardik the owner of the stall. Intan immediately allowed his shawl back.

"I want to buy why you're driving out?" intan replied fiercely.

"Go! Your presence is disturbing my customers!" The owner of the stall gave coins five hundred to Intan while pushing his tiny body away. I can see Intan's eyes reddened full of anger, surely he now feels his pride is being trampled because it is thought a beggar.

"Bad bajarr!" umpat Intan while throwing coins into the stall. "Listen to me, Old Man. I'm not a beggar even if I wanted to, your shop and you I could buy. You don't know who I am so you dare to think of me as a beggar!"

"Not much talk. Go or I flush you!" The old man lifted up the bucket that contained water used to soak tofu.

"You better go, Tan. Rather than you being mobbed by a mass that can't stand your rot!" Wulan looked smiling happily at the disgusting face of Intan.

Intan seemed to circulate his gaze then chose to leave. When he was turning on his motorbike, Wulan suddenly approached him and was seen whispering to the girl. I don't know what Wulan said but I saw clearly Intan's eyes wide and his face paled and immediately gasped.

"Come, Han. We're home!"

I just according to Wulan, I deliberately did not ask about her whisper to Intan. I'm sure he'll tell me himself. Along the way Wulan hummed cheerfully.

"Lan, you look so happy, why?"

"I'm glad that Intan is slowly getting her payback."

"But, to be honest I'm confused, Lan. Why is Intan's face like this when it's only been a few days he didn't use it."

"Because the place she used was originally the dancer's."

"Where do we know if it's real or not? Boxes like this are sold a lot."

"Ha.. Whahuh? I didn't hear you, Han. Let's continue the conversation in Indekos. On the bike we have to scream." I approve Wulan's remark. Indeed, talking on a motorcycle that runs sometimes our voice is carried by the wind and is not heard clearly because it must penetrate the noise of the highway.

"Don't forget, yeah, Lan. We'll stop by the beautiful house." Wulan just nodded. Wulan's motor began to pierce the street in the middle of the cemetery. If it is daytime, the atmosphere is not too creepy, the atmosphere is quiet and soothing inversely proportional to the condition of this very hot industrial area.

"Han, did you see them again?"

"No. Wherever they appear during broad daylight like this, Lan."

Wulan motorbike stopped in front of the Beautiful house. The house looks quiet, maybe everyone is resting. After knocking a few times, Bu Yuni opened the door and welcomed my arrival with a smile and a stretch of her hand, making me scatter in her arms.

"Hanna, how are you, Nduk? Some days there is no you here it feels lonely. No one accompanies mom cook anymore." Mother Yuni hugged me tightly.

After chatting for a while, I revealed my intention to return to the senses to accompany Wulan.

"Related, Nduk? You're not afraid of that ghost waiting for your index?"

"Still scared, Mom. But Hanna has a Creator who will protect her, and there's Wulan, Mom."

"Yes if that's your decision, Nduk. May you always be in the protection of the Creator. Don't forget to play here often."

"Well, where are ya, ma'am?" I was looking for the girl I thought of as my own sister.

"So she went with her high school friend."

I also asked permission to pack my things in the Beautiful room. Grandma went into the room. "Sir, where are you going? Why did all your stuff go in the bag? Do you have a problem just as beautiful?"

I kissed a hand full of wrinkles the remnants of his life's struggle. "No, Mbah. Hanna wants to go back to Indekos not because there is a problem but there is a friend Hanna who must be accompanied not to be lonely."

"Yes already. Strengthen your heart, Nduk. Because the great secret that was kept for so long will be revealed. Someday you will find a reason why you are destined to come to this city."

"Consecrated? What secrets, Mbah?"

The twilight-aged woman simply smiled and passed after gently rubbing my head, leaving a myriad of questions in mind. Ah better I quickly pack my things, in addition to the words of grandmother who invited millions of questions, there is also my conversation with Wulan that has not been completed.

After saying goodbye with tears and prayers, Wulan and I left the joglo house. Yes, this family is so good, love others like me.

Arriving in Indekos, I set clothes in the closet. Me and Wulan decided to stay in my room until it felt safe because we were still afraid Intan would come and he could launch his action to finish me and Wulan.

"Lan, let's continue our conversation earlier yuk." My words made the woman who was playing her phone look up.

"Which talk?"

I patted my own eel in dismay at the sometimes annoying forgetfulness of Wulan. "It's about how we know if the box is real or not. Remember no?"

Wulan seemed to be scratching her head. "Oh, about that, dong, Han. So I don't mind remembering it" he said, hitting my arm.

"Yes my. Why do I have such a senile friend?" I stroked my chest, while Wulan only grimaced to show off her teeth.

"Don't get angry dong, Han. So yesterday I had a chat with Lina, to test the authenticity of this box is easy but very risky. Just burn the box, he won't become ashes like those boxes sold freely on the outside."

"If it's just like that the name has no risk dong." I knitted my eyebrows together, where the big risk Wulan had said was.

"Of course it's big, if we burn it, then the wearer's face also burns." I smothered my mouth, so Intan's face blistered because last night Wulan tried to burn the box.

"It's awful, Lan. I thought it was a burning city box just so no one would abuse it anymore. So that no one is interested in using it anymore. Then how can we destroy it?"

"Nobody knows how. Lina said, this box will be lost if the one who exterminated is the owner now but it is not necessarily able to. After knowing that the owner will be destroyed along with the destruction of this box, many undo their intentions. If you still want to destroy it, the dancer will not stay silent. He will finish them off first and bring them into his realm. To be a slave."

I could only shudder in horror at the consequences of such a small object that could make a life pass away. I remember what I saw last night, Gayatri who was being chased by an ugly dancer. What the same fate will be experienced by Intan, life will not be calm because it will continue to get terror from the dancer.

"Then what do we want to do about this box, Lan? There's no way we're keeping it."

"While this box I'm going to use as a weapon to threaten Intan so as not to hurt us." There was a mysterious grin appearing on Wulan's face.

"Is it true that you kept this box just to scare her away or do you have another purpose, Lan? You want revenge for example?"

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