Mystery of Room 13
Part 83: Honey Mongso

My anger was burning and like I was about to explode. My breath was hunting and my heart was beating fast. This hand shook as it held the hat. Bu Wati's face was no less tense and the joy that was shown when I arrived was gone changed with a deathly pale face.

"Answer! Wasn't Ms Wati the one who killed me last night?" I shouted back to him who was just silent and fixated. "Wulan, put that fruit basket down! I'm not sure the fruit is safe if we consume it. It could be that the fruit contains poison!"

Wulan immediately put the basket of fresh fruit on the floor and walked over to me.

"Jeez, Sister Hanna. Why accuse me? I was from last night sleeping well. Why do I have such bad intentions?"

"Then why did you say last night they failed? Who are they that Bu Wati means? Does it have anything to do with the sinking of Hanna?" Wulan came to pick out Bu Wati who spoke a thousand languages. Not to dispute or agree with our words.

"Those who failed were the football teams in my village. They failed to win in the final round against the village next door. One player is hit by a red card. Eleven people lose the same as ten. You're ashamed of the people in your village, ma'am."

I do not believe the words of a single woman, at her age who is very mature. "Then, can Miss Wati about this hat? This hat was exactly the same one used by the mysterious assailant. I'm sorry that's right!"

"On this hat, this is that I bought only two days ago because I saw on the phone there are advertisements, he said fifty percent discount, the price is only two tens of thousands."

"You used this last night, didn't you?"

The woman continued to shake her head, she quibbled the hat she had never worn at all. "Tomorrow, Ma. I'm wearing this hat that still has bandrols like that."

I don't know, even though there is no evidence to corroborate my allegations, but I was the one who was about to remove Bu Wati's name from the list of people I suspected of being the assailant, now everything changed the name of Bu Wati just became the first person I should suspect and I will definitely investigate the motive. Because as I remember never had a problem with that woman before, I didn't even know her.

My phone rang indicating that someone contacted me through a video call because every notification I gave each ringtone is different from the other. I saw the screen of my phone that lit up, written the name Beautiful who was contacting me.

I rushed out of Bu Wati's room while tightly grasping the hat. In connection with our video call, apparently Indah was about to tell that she and her father and mother were on the way to the bloody index to see my condition.

"Yes, yeah. Be careful, it's beautiful. Go straight to the upper room. I'm just gonna rest in Wulan's room."

After saying hello, I immediately closed the phone because I have to solve the problem with Ms. Wati. At any rate, I had to make him confess his evil and outrageous deeds.

"Bu Wati wasn't lying to me, was she?"

"For God's sake, Ma'am. I never attacked Ms. Hanna. I'm old, I can't stand it against young Sister Hanna and her strength is huge. I can't be as careful as you."

I stared hard at the woman who was squeezing the edge of her dress with a red rose. I saw the end of his eyes start to water. There was a bit of guilt for being too easy to accuse him just because the hat belonged to Bu Wati just like the one the assailant was wearing. However, I forgot anyone could have such a hat. After all, such a hat must have a lot of this but not that of a famous brand that only makes one on the face of the earth, while hats like this can be up to millions produced.

"Astaghfiullah!" I said softly to ask for forgiveness for accusing people carelessly. I hugged the weak-sitting body guiltily for, in addition to accusing it without clear evidence, I also have been disrespectful by talking in a high tone to Bu Wati whose age is more than double my age.

"Sir, I'm sorry Hanna. Hanna shouldn't be accusing just because of the same hat."

"It's okay, Ma'am. I understand the emotional state of Mbak Hanna must be unstable let alone this hat reminds Mbak Hanna with the savage. He tried to finish off Mbak Hanna with a sharp knife and tied your body firmly so that it fused with the gurney. That must have scared Hanna to everyone, right? It's just that I didn't expect that the accusation would be directly addressed to me. Honestly, it hurts a lot."

I repeatedly apologized to him for my stupidity that quickly ignited emotions to the point of accusing him of doing.

"Mbak, this fruit is a gift from Ndoro Kakung, there can be nothing, what more poison or dangerous things. If you don't believe me, let me eat first. If there's poison let me die first". The woman grabbed the red apple I had but I shook her hand. "Hanna believes in Mum Wati."

I was aghast when Wulan suddenly interrupted my conversation with Ms. Wati.

"Eat it, Mom. I was also curious about the fruit you gave me. However, on one condition, I will choose it for you."

If I was the one who looked cynical to Ms. Wati, this time it was Wulan's turn who kept staring intently at the woman who had been hugging the body of a woman whose hair had a lot of gray hair. Alternately Wulan looked at Bu Wati then turned towards the fruit basket.

"Mr Wati, please eat that green wine."

the woman just nodded slowly then opened the clear plastic covering the beautifully assembled fruit quickly Bu Wati stuffed a few grains of wine into her mouth while chewing the woman said it must be fine because there is no poison to worry about.

I'm increasingly convinced my accusations against the woman are gravely wrong. I immediately apologized to Ms. Wati then dragged Wulan to go upstairs.

"Lan, I was wrong with Ms. Wati. He couldn't have been involved in my assault yesterday." I said as I lay myself on this thin bed.

"I'm exactly the opposite. I'm more and more convinced that he had something to do with your assault. He knows the details of the attack even though we have not been able to explain the chronology of the case. Try to think carefully, you must agree with me." With a soft voice Wulan expressed his opinion which was quite reasonable.

Wulan's words woke me up again. I forced my brain to work. It is strange, Bu Wati knows where every event is from, if not he is the culprit. I shudder in horror if it is true that Bu Wati is the culprit, it means that even in the index I will not be safe especially later I will be alone in the room as long as Wulan goes to work.

"Here, don't think about it. Better now you rest. Let your strength recover."

Just as I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of the door being knocked. Wulan who was playing mobile phone immediately got up to open the door.

"Assynnya!" greet my guest who just came.

"Glamma!"

I smiled broadly when the one who came was not just one but directly three people, namely Indah and her parents who also loved me as their daughter.

"Sir, are you okay? What's going on is actually, to the point that you can be like this. Wouldn't it be better for you to come back to our house. At least it's not as scary up there."

Bu Yuni rubbed my hair slowly and persuaded them to return to their home. I remain adamant about living in this creepy bloody index. Besides not wanting to trouble others, I also want to be able to take care of each other with Wulan.

"Han, tonight only you live with his family Beautiful. Let the assailant there not dare to bother you." Wulan also did the same thing that is living in a beautiful house.

I shook my head strongly because my desire to stay strong is to stay here only. "No, Lan. Later if you leave, this room will I lock the meeting so that no one comes to disturb."

"Ready, Boss." I put my palm on the temple, just like the respectful position during the ceremony.

Laughter broke out from everyone in the room after the laughter subsided, Bu Yuni invited us all to enjoy the food she brought together. My eyes were fixed on something wrapped in beautiful colors and shaped like candy. But when I hold it, the contents are not hard and even tend to be soft.

"Mom, what is this?" I showed Bu Yuni, that candy-like food.

"Oh, that's honey mongso, Nduk."

"What is that, Mom? Looks like Hanna's heard of."

"Must have heard. This is the typical food of Lebaran in Central Java and surrounding areas. Honey mongso is made from black sticky rice tape mixed with sugar and coconut milk and then wrapped in small.

Hearing the recipe alone is imagined how sweet black sticky tape is still added sugar and coconut milk, it certainly tastes very sweet. True said Bu Yuni, very tasty and addictive.

Both Beautiful parents brought me various kinds of food so that I could get healthy quickly he said. They went home because Grandma was home alone. While Indah will go to work with Wulan and get her Wulan motorbike that last night I lived in the factory. It is impossible for Wulan to enter the factory area because only employees who work there are allowed to enter. It also has to use an employee identity card.

"Remember, Han. Lock the door. Don't go out and don't open the door to anyone! Anyone can be your attacker" Wulan recalled before leaving for work.

"Yes Juragan, I will obey. I will always remember the word of you." Lovely laugh to see me speaking like in colossal movies.

The room of Indekos was so quiet after the departure of my two best friends. I chose to re-deplete my body that was still sore and play games on my phone. I don't know how long I've been in the game on my phone until I hear a knock on the door loud enough.

"Assalamualaikum, Miss Hanna!"

I-it was the voice of Bu Wati, this heart quivering from fear. Inevitably Wulan's prediction, he is the mysterious assailant. The sounds of calls and knocks were heard back. I peeked out of the window curtain. My eyes were wide, apparently the woman was not alone but with this man who owned this index. What do they want? Will they work together to save me? Ah, it's better just in case I bag the chili powder I used to use when eating instant noodles

"Assynnya!"

I tried as quietly as I could to open the door to my room. Wa-waalaikumsalam," I replied in a trembling voice.

The man who looked at me mysteriously yesterday, this time looking more friendly. "Sorry, interrupt the break?"

"N-no, Sir. What's up, huh? I've paid off my indecos for the next year?"

The man who seemed to be in his forties laughed crisply, his laughter making me think of Ridwan. The way he laughed even the wrinkles on his nose were very similar to Ridwan. Even the dimple that was only on his left cheek was exactly with my lover.

"You just calm down. I'm not here to collect your index money. However, I want to visit you. Wati said you've been doomed?"

"Yes, sir."

After a long conversation apparently the owner of this index is good and far from the word haunted like the first time I saw it yesterday. He is a humorous man and can melt the atmosphere that had been stiff. He came home after receiving a call from someone.

"Han, that's the ambon bika cake spent yes," he said before leaving my room.

"Thank you, sir."

"Don't call me father, forget it?"

"Yes, Om." The man raised his thumb and then went to be followed by Bu Wati who was walking behind him.

The twilight had passed, I solemnly observed my worship this time, asking the Creator to always protect me in every circumstance.

I glanced at the clock on my phone screen. It's only eight o'clock but it feels like these eyes are heavy. Maybe it's the effect of the medicine I'm taking. I hurried to lock the door and pull out the key child as usual and put it on top of the closet.

As I slept, I heard the door open. My eyes blinked as someone stood in front of the door. "Wu-wulan, are you home?"

The figure I thought Wulan was silent and locked the door back. He quickly approached me and opened my mouth. My eyes were wide open, he was not Wulan but he was the mysterious assailant.

"You want to know who I am, don't you?" whisper it with a loud voice. "Silence and enjoy the show."

Whether he actually had any powers, I suddenly couldn't move and speak. Without a fight he tied my legs and my hands also smothered my mouth.

"Look carefully who am I? I could be the last person you'll see."

The man slowly opened his hat. Her long hair is broken. He opened his black mask and then grinned widely.

"You recognize me, don't you, sweet lady?"

Bangsattt, apparently my guess is correct. The mysterious assailant was Bu Wati. Why did he take revenge on me?

"You must be asking me what your sins are to me until I try to finish you off?" The woman filled with gray hair smiled cynically.

"Your brother, Ndoro Kakung called the name of the woman I hated so much. Because of you my path will be even more steep to get her heart. For decades, I, who was beside him, adored him. However, it was someone else who always got his love!"

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