Mystery of Room 13
Part 65: Comberan Lizard

"Gayatri and Jasmine? Who're they? I think I've heard those names."

I explained to Wulan who Gayatri was and jasmine, even until finally their relationship was ruined because of a man.

"Gayatri is the missing girl in my room, Lan."

"Wow, if I'm not saved maybe I'll be a dancer like them too huh? Hii... Really horrified, Han." Wulan's eyes seemed to be scouring the entire corner of my room.

"It could be, Lan. But what I wonder is that if all who use the powder pellet is a slave of the dancer, why Gayatri is not in the group of dancers.he actually turned into a ghost who has no appearance, he turned into a ghost who has no appearance, everything's flat."

"Yes yes, Han. Is it because he has the intention to repent?"

I just shrugged.according to the growing myth that the ghost of a flat face is the spirit of a woman who was killed while being forcibly missiles by someone. indeed Gayatri was a victim of forced missiles before but was there any tragedy before her disappearance, then who did it? it is still a thick mystery as well.This room is indeed a room that bears silent witness to every odd occurrence.

"Han, let's just eat in my room. It's a real drag here."

"Even, last night didn't come back here. Now don't even want to. Labile!" my lips while glancing at Wulan who looked frightened and close her seat to me.

"It was last night, now it's a different story. Come on, Han, let's go upstairs."

The woman continued to pull my hand to leave my room immediately. "Wait a minute, I'm gonna grab my work uniform first. Uh, Lan, please check the porridge is stale or not. Because Ridwan bought it early in the morning."

"Rebes, Boss," he said as he brandished his thumb.

"Beres times," I said. Wulan just laughed, apparently he was deliberately calling the word mese beres to rebes. Wulan said let slang like children today.

I opened the cupboard and took a clean uniform, while the dirty one I put in a plastic bag. I'll wash it in Wulan's room.

"Han, the porridge is already a bit like that. Try to kiss."

I smelled the porridge that Wulan offered. It is not stale but the smell of the smell is gone and the taste is also quite different.

"Lan, let's just eat something else. You see, Ridwan also ordered that it was stale not to be eaten rather than later I got a stomachache. Let me talk the same..."

"Ayang," interrupted Wulan while chuckling.

"As far as you are, Lan!" I rushed out of the room, while the clothes I had prepared I put them back on the mat. Then it'll be right to go home from buying food I take again.

"Ashm! I'm not left alone in your room." Wulan looked flushed out of the room.

"Lan, keep that porridge you don't take out, let's just throw it away."

"Well, you'll take it, Han. Scared of me if I had to go into your room again."

"Choice, coward!" my lips while entering the room to take back the porridge-filled bag. Although in my heart there is also fear in my heart but I try to cover it up.

By riding a motorbike, Wulan and I split the highway. The sunstroke that started to feel on my skin made me realize this was not the right time for breakfast because the sun that was almost directly overhead showed it was lunchtime.

"Lan, this is us not breakfast his name, but aka rolasan lunch," I said followed by the laughter of the two of us.

"It's all your fault, Han."

"Have started fighting, the debate continues!" Wulan laughed as she looked at me who pursed her lips. "What do you want to eat? Don't tell me whatever, 'cause there's no stall that sells food by name."

"Ciyee, lash ya. You were rich Adnan first. Like to say we're going out to eat."

"Ciyee, nostalgia. That's the same thing as Adnan. He's driving back, "my god.

"Not interested!"

Laughter always managed to create even though we sometimes became the center of attention of some road users.

"That's a hell of a roar, Ma'am. What discussion?"

Suddenly a voice from the biker next to me joined in. I had Wulan spontaneously quiet without a sound because we knew exactly who was speaking.

"Your long life, we just talked about you," I replied as I continued to look at the red traffic lights. I hope the green light turns on soon so as not to deal with a crocodile like Adnan.

"Wow, what are you talking about me? Surely you guys are in discussion to consider me back together Wulan right? Isn't that right, Mah?"

It felt sick to see Adnan who looked friendly Wulan, but the woman looked away, not wanting to look at the face of the man who had given two children to Wulan. Plus Adnan called Wulan 'Mah' like when they were married, making my stomach nauseous.

"No, we're talking about when you're going to retire as a fighting crocodile!" After saying that, I immediately hit the gas because the lights had turned green. From a distance I could see Adnan gawking at my words. Wulan and I looked up at Adnan who was frozen and motionless. Just walk when the sound of the horn blaring and unpretentiousness of the vehicles behind it. Rasain you, Adnan. As soon as I saw him walking, I turned into a small alley so Adnan wouldn't chase after us.

"Han, do you know where we are now?" I innocently shook my head.

"Gosh, Han. We could stray this. Where's my stomach hungry this much."

"Quiet, baby. Times have been sophisticated like this, we use the application of the guide only. What do you want to eat?"

After taking a long time, Wulan and I decided to eat at a Javanese food stall. The cuisine here feels right for us because it tastes like home cooking. The price is also friendly for us workers whose salary is only limited to UMR no more, unless there is overtime. I choose vegetable lodeh and salted fish, while Wulan choose fried sambal gudeg.

"Eating like this tastes really good, Han."

"Yes, it tastes a bit like my late mother's cooking. But still eat my mother's cooking."

"Well, for a child it is still the most delicious of his mother's cooking."

While eating, suddenly Wulan pulled my hand. "What's wrong?"

"See that!" he pointed out while pointing outwards. Me and Wulan were indeed sitting at the table facing outside. I can see who's coming.

"Ashm! That's a crocodile comberan why is it like we're nintilin anyway, Lan? Are you really destined to never part?"

"Bahmu goalkeeper! I don't want to turn people back on."

Wulan and I bowed their faces in hopes that the crocodile did not see me and Wulan sat here. Siall, the crocodile seems to see the Wulan motorbike parked there. I could see his disgusting smile as he stared at Wulan's motorbike.

"Lan, the rich crocodile comberan knows you're here. Noh, he's elus-elus motorcycle seat. Hi.. The power to go home from here, your bike needs to be treated with water seven wells and seven flowers so as not to be exposed to the sawan and not smell the comberan." Wulan chuckled at me who spoke fieryly.

"Han, the feeling that hurt my heart, why the sewot and hate you so much?"

I want to express Adnan's words when Wulan is struggling with death that is in sight and also the sadness and disappointment that radiated in Wulan's eyes, when he found out that the man he loved in the hospital was not for himself but for other women.

"It's okay. I just don't like his lack of faith, so easily influenced by black magic. Though as a family priest he should exemplify the good for his wife's son, but he..."

My words stopped when I re-nudged me with his elbow. Wulan glanced towards the entrance, apparently the crocodile had entered the food stall and without any sense of sin sat on the empty seat beside me.

"Hi, what are you talking about? It was on the road up to the food stall just looks like talking really cool."

My eyes were round when I saw her eyes continue to look at Wulan who was looking down.

"Repo!" grunting me while feeding rice into my mouth. I chewed violently as an outlet for my anger.

Healed? This guy doesn't have eyes huh. I saw that Wulan's wound was still wet. His hands were also still bandaged, still asked that way. If I didn't fear sin, I'd want to tear his mouth out.

"Lan, if people say let the wound dry quickly must eat a lot of cork lo, if our people call it iwak curses."

Wulan fell silent without responding to the man's words. "Obviously in order to recover quickly, Wulan must be away from your rich man."

"Lan, this is Hanna, isn't it?"

"Let me be fierce. If you want to eat, eat. Don't bother us!"

I sped up my meal until my mouth was filled with rice.

"Slowly, Han. Later you choke lo," Wulan said as she looked at me and thrust my iced tea glass.

"Mas, how's Intan doing? Is it healed?" Wulan's eyes that had been towards me now turned towards the man who was looking at her.

"In-Intan is still in my rented house, the situation is arguably sad."

"Saddening how?" I just looked at the two in turn. Want to not want me to listen too, let alone this is about the state of Intan.

"She had been unconscious since entering the hospital, it could be said that Intan had gone into a coma phase."

I knitted my brows after hearing the explanation from the man who had not officially become the widower. "If he's in a coma, why is he in your contract? Why not just be hospitalized? After all, Intan has health insurance, right?" I'm with Adnan.

"At first I thought so, but Intan's parents asked their daughter to be taken home. Because according to them, Intan will recover faster if treated by his family. Intan's parents also want to treat it with alternative medicine, who knows there are benefits sent to him."

While saying the last sentence, the man's eyes glanced at me. I want to shake his head. Does he still think that Wulan and I sent some kind of a favor.

"You didn't tell your parents that your affair, if what happened to their daughter now was the result of his own actions? There is a saying that whoever sows the wind will reap the storm. Well this Intan again gets a storm of life."

As I guessed Adnan's silence, he wouldn't have possibly told me about Intan consciously allying with the devil to get Adnan back in his arms.

"I haven't dared to tell you about the box you told Intan's parents. Because they're busy taking care of Intan's treatment."

"So Intan's parents are in your house too? Why don't you just take Intan to Wonogiri?"

"Yes, if I have to take it to Wonogiri too far." I just nodded at his explanation.

Wulan suddenly just pulled me up and took me out for a while. "What's wrong?"

"I want to see Intan, Han. We look at him."

I was quite surprised by his words. Usually people will not want to meet people who have seized their partner, but Wulan is different. It seemed like the heart of Wulan was as vast as the universe, ready to forgive everyone.

"Are you sure you want to see Intan?" ask me with doubt.

"I'm sure, Han. I am so sorry for him now. Especially if people in a coma can at any time die can pick up. I don't want to be burdened by the guilt of not having the time to apologize to her."

"No idea, Lan. Are you actually a human or an angel? People have a very good heart."

Me and Wulan went back into the food stall to wait for Adnan, because only he knew where Intan was now. I could see how greedy the man was when he ate his food. In my heart I pray that Adnan will choke. However, my ugly prayer was not granted.

"Lo, I thought you guys were home. Wait for me, yeah?" The man threw a laugh. If Adnan wasn't a comberan crocodile, I would have given him the perfect score. But because of his character which is a bastard, then in my eyes he got minus points.

"Ish, it's normal. I'm the same Wulan is waiting for you because we want to look at Intan."

The man appears to round his lips to form the letter o. "Yes, I pay you all to eat."

"No need, it's enough if you have a fortune don't forget your family. You and Wulan can separate, but the children are still your children. They remain your responsibility. So instead of you treating other people, just pay for your kids."

Adnan just scratched his head at my long train, then he went to the cashier.

By riding a motorbike I and Wulan followed the pace of Adnan's motorbike which had first driven towards his home. Adnan motorbike stopped at a luxury housing complex not far from the factory where Wulan and Intan worked.

"Please enter," Adnan who has a house told me and Wulan to enter the minimalist but beautiful house. When she was about to enter the house, Wulan was standing at the door. Look at this house with big eyes.

"Why?"

"Han, this house is a silent witness where Adnan and I once knit dreams here. Right where I was standing, Mas Adnan and I stared at the house we planned to buy and brought the children to live with us. But the plan has evaporated. I'm no longer the mistress of this house, but someone else."

I rubbed the tears of Wulan who had escaped from her eyes. "Wouldn't we just go home, Lan. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"I'm fine."

Not long after Adnan came in, now he is out with a father and mother who seems like a married couple. Wulan immediately invited me to shake hands with the two old men.

"Wulan, you must want to meet Intan right?" ask the father is friendly.

"I..Yes, Om. We want to see the state of Intan."

"Definitely Intan is very happy to be visited by his best friend. Lah, who is this, Lan?" The old man's eyes turned to look at me.

"I'm Intan's index mate, sir." The man just nodded.

"Yes, you guys please come in. Pray for Intan to recover quickly. Soon she'll be married to an important man in her factory." The old woman's eyes glanced at Adnan who had been silent.

"Oh, congratulations, ma'am" Wulan said in a trembling voice. Looks like this family doesn't know who Adnan really is.

"Yes, just go in." The woman told us to meet Intan who was lying weak helplessly. Before entering, Adnan thrust a mask at me.

"Just use it first."

Me and Wulan just follow. My eyes widened when I saw Intan's condition which could be said to be terrible. Not only his face, but his entire body was filled with scabs that continued to leak blood and pus and emit a very foul odor.

"Han, why is Intan so bad?" The woman was stunned when she saw the condition of the woman who a few days ago with her arrogance would have Adnan completely. My anger and disappointment in him had evaporated out of nowhere.

Wulan suddenly collapsed, but fortunately Adnan immediately caught Wulan's body, as if they were hugging.

"Lan, get up, Lan." I patted her cheek slowly.

"Try you ask her mother Intan eucalyptus oil, while I will carry Wulan forward. Maybe Wulan can't stand Intan's body odor right now."

When I was about to move, I had a glance towards Intan. His closed eyes suddenly opened. His eyes were now staring intently at Adnan who was holding Wulan.

"It is fitting that my lord asks me to come back here, apparently he wants me to see your betrayal when I am on the verge of death. Just wait, I'll take revenge for what you did!"

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