Mystery of Room 13
Section 76: Oxtail Sop or Human Finger

I continued to hold onto Wulan's arm firmly, while my eyes continued to stare at the men who were partially damaged. There were ears missing, the cranium was open, there was a face flat as if sanded something with blood that just kept dripping.

"Lan, go home, yuk" I whispered to the woman who was busy looking at the menu book. "Lan!" call me again while pulling his hand.

"What the hell is it, Han? Here you go, I saw the food menu. It's delicious, which one do you want?"

"Well, I'm going home! There's a lot of ghosts here, I want to go home."

Ridwan, Indah, and Wulan are like not listening to me. They were too busy with the menu book they were reading. I had to find a way to wake them up and leave the horrible Lesehan stall.

"Go on, let's go home!" Again and again they did not ask my words at all. All right, I'll go alone. I grabbed my phone and the small bag containing my wallet. But when I stood up and swung my steps, my legs seemed to be firmly gripped again and my knees were shaking. With a single pull, the piece made me lunge and sit back down.

I saw Indah talking to one of the waiters here, it seemed like they had agreed to choose food without asking me first.

"Bak, oxtail soup two, rice four, iced tea four."

The woman wearing a shirt with the logo of the Lesehan warung repeated what a beautiful message for us.

"Come, let's just go home. It's full of ghosts!" I pulled Ridwan's hand that had propped up his chin with an empty look. "Ridwan!" my call was completely ignored.

I hit the table so that the three closest to me would care about me.

"Han, what the hell are you doing? Suddenly hit the table." Wulan knitted her eyebrows together, while Ridwan, who had been chin-backed, looked at me while rubbing my hand.

"Let's go home, here's a lot of ghosts! You guys didn't ignore me that day either. I tried to talk..."

"Patience first. It's drunk first let you calm down." Wulan offered me a bottle of water that I always carry. Immediately I drank to neutralize my heartbeat that felt very fast.

"Why, Han? From the beginning when we enter you are silent and daydreaming and then suddenly angry until it hits the table.

"Here are many ghosts, Lan. I've been taking you home, but you've been quiet and busy yourself."

Wulan and the others looked around this place. "Let's see again, there's no ghost. From earlier that silent and daydreaming was you, Han. Even when we asked you what to eat, didn't answer."

"Really? But I can see horrible ghosts everywhere, Lan."

"Try, Ma'am look again," suggested Indah I responded with a bitter smile. My eyes scoured the whole corner of this lesehan stall. Everything seemed normal, no pieces of hands clutching the feet of the visitors. The horrible men were also lost even the fanged woman who was originally sitting at the cashier table vanished, out of nowhere.

I rubbed my eyes many times but still everything seemed normal, the ghosts I saw were gone.

"What do you see?" I shook my head, of course, because I didn't see anymore.

"There's nothing. Maybe you're right, this is just my hallucination."

I tried to smile even though my heart was agitated. Actually I'm why, why act weird like that. The three people closest to me tried to comfort me and divert the conversation by throwing some jokes.

No need to wait long, our order came. Two bowls of hot oxtail soup that were still blowing smoke were present in our place. The fragrant broth combined with the smell of spices seemed to be able to arouse my appetite even though it was in the middle of the night like this.

"Come, eat!" Beautiful looks very excited when sipping soup that does look so tempting.

"Yang, eat. Don't you daydream." Ridwan took out a rice plate and gave it to me. I just smiled faintly, yes I should no longer daydream because just a little whimpering of magical things could directly penetrate me. I can see things beyond reason.

"Here I take rice with soup, Yang." I asked for Ridwan's plate. When the plate was in my hand, I quickly picked up the rice. "Sop let's stay in the bowl or I'll spit it on the plate?"

"Let's just in the bowl, Yang. Where's your plate let me replace the one I took for my beloved bidadis."

"No, I'll take it myself."

"Why not eat?"

How can I be honest with him if I see a piece of finger, can-can everyone excited. I had to think of a good reason not to eat.

"Oh, my stomach hurts. The rich want guests. I'll go to the toilet first, yang."

Without waiting for an answer from the lover of my heart, I rushed over to one of the servants of the lesehan warung.

"Sir, ask me, where's the toilet?"

The woman who seemed to be my age showed me a small path that was beside the lesehan stall.

"Just go in, Ma'am. That's the toilet on the left door. Not the right one."

I passed after earlier saying thank you to him. The small passageway separating these two figures was extremely dark. I was wondering why the stall does not provide lights so that every consumer who wants to throw away their wishes feels safe.

I quickly finished my wish. Somehow I felt like I wasn't alone in the bathroom, like someone was watching. Even my ears feel like they're blowing, whether it's the wind or... Ah, I better not think of invisible things. People may think I'm crazy for living in fear. It felt like when I was in Ungaran, never experienced a mystical event like this.

I slowly heard someone knocking on the bathroom door. Maybe it's a fellow buyer who also wants to pee like me. The second beat sounded louder than before. I grumbled a little why people today can't wait a minute. When the third beat, with a new voice I answered in a loud enough voice.

"Patience a little. Come out soon" I said with annoyance. I hurried out of the room while preparing to nag someone who had been knocking at the door. But when I opened the bathroom door, no one was there. If I run, I'll hear his footsteps.

As these eyes continued to search for the figure that had knocked on the door. Suddenly the bathroom door closed as hard as it was slammed. I was aghast at that and confused because from earlier there was no one, and then who had just entered the bathroom. Not to lose my surprise, my sense of hearing caught the sound of running tap water and the sound of people showering.

I'd rather just go ahead, than keep hearing scary things. With a little run, I tried to walk down that very dark hallway. This is why the hallway looks so far away, maybe because I was scared so to reach the end of the hall feels so far away when the actual distance is less than fifteen meters.

Thankfully, I was almost ahead. However, suddenly a pocong figure blocked my steps.

"Armghh!"

I don't care anymore said people later because it continues to make noise.

"Please!" I tried to ask for help from the people who were eating in front. However, they did not seem to listen to me, they were still busy chatting while devouring the food presented in front of them. My hand waved at the servants who had passed by, no one was poking. While the creepy figure in front of me is growing. If it was just a pocong figure with a crushed face, now there is also a man whose cranium is open until his brain is visible, and the third is arguably the best face but he lost his right hand.

Despite my fear, my eyes kept staring at the three. Last I kept staring at the ghost of the man who lost his hand, mom

Wasn't he the man in the coat, the man who broke Melati's heart until she was willing to be a slave to the dancer forever.

"To-help us!" say the three ghosts at the same time.

"Why can I help you, our world is so different? I can't help you guys. Now let me go." I try to be as calm as possible in dealing with them.

"Please!"

"No way, I can't. Let me go."

Suddenly the man in bed who had originally dimmed his eyes, now turned into a fiery red. His left hand was used to pull me. I wanted to fight back, but the power of that invisible being was much greater than mine. My body was dragged even I passed through many people including Ridwan, Wulan and Indah.

"Wan, help me!" Again it seemed like they were just like everyone else, not hearing or seeing me. I was dragged before their eyes. What exactly happened and why did they drag me, and where would they take me?

The man pushed me in the middle of the railroad tracks. From the front of me, I could see the glare of the train lights, the ground on which I stood was shaking as the train approached. Now it's just a matter of waiting for the last second of my life because it's certain my body will be destroyed when hit by a train that weighs tons.

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