Mystery of Room 13
Part 62: He Who Sleeps in My Bed

I could only see without saying a word, as Melati tried to finish off Gayatri's life with the entanglement of her shawl. When Gayatri's breath was stung, Priyambodo's body which had been weak he saved Gayatri with the rest of his energy.

"Take me! Not Gayatri! I was wrong for having made it my nightclub!"

At that moment the winding was a bit loose, Gayatri broke away and at the request of the man who was dying she went as far as possible. While Melati sat weakly, her dark eyes dimmed.

"Gayatri was just a victim of the savagery of the three of us. Please, let her go. He's just blinded by his revenge on us."

"You feel sorry for him? Wh-wh-what for? He alone from the beginning had intended to finish you also with the help of my lord. While I had sworn right before my life was uprooted from my body, I would finish off Gayatri with my hand even though I had to be willing to become a denizen of hell and become a slave to the dancer!" Melati looked grinning so horribly.

"Don't, Gayatri is already intending to seek treatment!"

"No! She belongs to the dancer, forever will be! You belong to him too!"

Jasmine darted away leaving the man who started to close his eyes again, his body now stiffened then stiffened, not moving at all. Priyambodo is dead.

My feet were limp from seeing all the tragedy that had just happened. Now I sit and look at the man's body. Suddenly my sense of hearing caught the sound of a loud door blow. Who else I'm gonna meet, hopefully not some horrible creature.

"Hanna! Hanna, open the door!" The voice was why it was so similar to Ridwan's. Could it be that I am in the real world now?

I rushed downstairs. The lower floor that was once bright now turned dark. The smell of the incense came from the corner of this room. I'm trying to ignore the scary atmosphere here, the only thing I want now is to get out of this building and get back to meeting the people I love.

After finding the door that was already full of rust, I tried to open it but damn it seemed to be stuck.

"Hanna! Open the door, Han!" That blow made me a little sure that the one outside was Ridwan or whoever it was that was real human.

"Ridwan! Please, this is a jammed door!"

"Hanna, are you conscious, Han?" The voice is like June. I hope they can help me.

"Please Hanna, Ma'am!" I keep banging on the door. Outside the door I could hear the panic that occurred from the voices that occurred from the voices that kept changing.

"How is this, Wan? The door's jammed." That must be Bu Ning's voice.

"Wait, Mom. I tried to pull it first, maybe because it's rusted to become stuck."

As they were trying to open the door, my sense of smell smelled a very fragrant smell, just like the fragrance that smelled in the production room. Sure enough, the lady without appearance was standing behind me while crying loudly.

"Please, I'm going home!"

I'm banging on the door again to be released from here. "Women! Please get me out of here!"

I dare not look back because I do not want to look at the woman without the look. I could be stuck in an invisible village like that.

"Help me! It's so dark in here! I'm scared!" The hand that was full of mud and partially blistered touched my shoulder.

"Go, please don't bother me!" In the meantime, I kept banging on the door.

"Please, I'm going home!" The woman's groaning sounded terrible but there was also a sense of sadness there.

"Where do you want to go home? You are already in your world."

"I want to go home." This hand with long, black nails not only touched but also gripped me tightly.

"Oh, sick," I said. Instead of letting go, instead he tightened his grip, it felt hot and painful now.

"Let go, it hurts so much!" I tried to shake his hand but what is this, I like to brush off the wind. I can feel his grip but can't touch him.

"Han, what's wrong with you?" Ridwan's screams made me gasp. I need to get out of here soon. Withstanding the pain, I again banged on the door.

"I-I'm fine, but please get me out of this dark place, Wan!"

"A little while, Han. I'm trying to break this door. Don't stop praying, Han. Don't leave your mind empty!"

Ridwan's words made me realize, because it was too scared in fear, making my prayers cut off just like that. Wailing and with a trembling voice I prayed that I might be in His protection.

"I'm afraid, Wan," I said between tears of fear and relief.

"It's okay. No need to be afraid anymore. I'll take care of you." Gently the man rubbed my hair, occasionally I could feel a kiss being flashed on the top of my head.

"I'm scared, Wan. I was lost in an invisible village and almost caught by a terrible troupe of dancers. Thankfully I was able to escape."

"Yes, we get out of here first huh. You're not on the road?"

Ridwan initially memapahku assisted by Mbak Juni. But looking at me who was trembling, suddenly the man was carrying me. "Wan, I'll just walk."

"Already, don't argue. You're limp like this next year we're there."

At the musala Bu Ning and a few friends were already waiting for me. Ridwan laid me on the carpet and offered me a glass of warm tea. "Drink first, let's calm down. After that, the real story was you why. Why do you suddenly scream and keep fainting, when you realize you're running and into the spinning building?"

I told her everything I had just experienced, from getting lost in the invisible village to seeing the death of Priyambodo and the disfigured woman who kept whining about going home.

"Indeed Priyambodo is suspected of suicide, Han. Because his love was rejected by Gayatri at that time. I don't know why Priyambodo is crazy about Gayatri. At that moment, the girl had her face partially broken. A lot of speculation is growing as to why a face as beautiful as Gayatri could be so terrible as that. Some say because of the wrong use of skincare, but there are also those who say the consequences of black magic. Bu Ning said as his eyes glared far ahead. He and the man are still relatives. Because Priyambodo is Bu Ning's younger cousin.

"Gayatri's face was damaged because she stopped using pellet powder, ma'am. Before he disappeared he told me, wanting to repent. He is ready for all the consequences that will happen. His guilt for indirectly plunging his best friend in a vicious cycle as well as his murder of a dead man buried in rags, made him realize he shouldn't have gone this far."

I was flabbergasted by Mbak Jun's remarks, apparently he knew a lot about Gayatri. I could see her tears melt. "I knew Gayatri was going the wrong way, every time I reminded her she was always angry. Maybe he's been affected by the powder keeper. Which has always been my question, why is the beautiful girl Gayatri wearing a powder pellet, can also kill someone," said Mbak Jun with a whim.

"Sir, what Gayatri did was a big mistake, but maybe it was his grudge and his anger that took hold of his heart so he took a shortcut."

"Gayatri holds grudges but with whom and why? Because as far as I know he's never had an enemy here."

"See, it's just that I've seen Gayatri being forcibly missileed by three men..." I gulped for a while before saying what the lookless woman had shown me, "the three men were dead men buried in rolls of cloth, the bed-coated men who were also lovers of Melati and Priyambodo."

All who heard my words could not hide their surprise. "Is that true, Han? All this time I didn't know and never heard everything you said."

I can only shrug my shoulders, this is why I've been quiet all this time. The truth of the story is that only God and the four people know.

"So this is what Priyambodo said about penance. Hanna's story may have happened, Jun. Because Priyambodo always told me that he was responsible for whatever happened to Gayatri. He never wanted to tell me to stay away from Gayatri. So this is your excuse, Pri, why not tell me the same? If you say I can ask for help or be ready. To help you guys."

"Maybe it's fate, ma'am. We can only pray, Mom."

Although everyone forbade me to go back to work, but I forced myself. It doesn't feel good to put my responsibilities on the QC officer's night shift.

"You sure?" asked Bu Ning while looking at me.

"Goddessa, Mom. It's Hanna's responsibility, and today there's a lot of abandoned work because of Hanna."

"It's not your fault, Han. For many years here, I've had cases like this. It's just not as often as it is now. Yes, I'll help you with your work so that it's done."

I nodded and went back into the production room accompanied by Ms. Ning, Ms. Jun, and Ridwan. Back at my desk, I could see some of my coworkers whispering while looking at me sharply, I don't know what they were talking about. I try not to care.

Fortunately, until the end of working hours, the lady without looks no longer appeared in front of me. Even when I came home, Ridwan faithfully stayed with me on the grounds to make sure I arrived at Indekos safely. My hand waved as I was about to enter the senses as a sign of our farewell.

Wulan looked asleep as I walked into my room. I went into the bathroom to clean my sticky body. After the shower, I went to the parking lot because my phone and my bag were left in the motorcycle seat. Before entering the room, I took the time to see some incoming messages, one of them from Wulan. Almost an hour ago he sent me a voice message.

"Han, I slept in the upper room huh. You see, from now on, I somehow get goosebumps when I want to sleep in your room. I'll just go upstairs."

I immediately sent her a voicemail because I saw her still online.

"Lan, where are you?"

"I'm in the upstairs room. Hurry up, Han. I want an important story" he replied via voice mail. My feet were trembling. If Wulan sleeps in her room, then who was that sleeping under that brown blanket? I slowly looked inside my room through the window whose curtains were uncovered. He still covers himself. When I was wondering who was sleeping on my mattress. Suddenly, a horrible face was behind the window right in front of me.

"You-you!"

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