The Bukit Atas Heritage House
FACE IN THE DARK

The rooster crow and the knock on the door, woke me up to a very deep sleep. I saw the alarm clock on the table next to my bed, at 04 past 11 minutes.

[B]woahh[/B], stretch my body slowly

"Mas..mas Linggar!, wake up mas !, invited subuhan to the Masjid sama mas Tono."

"Yes bi Narti, wait a minute I take a shower first."

"Yes, um."

The sound of bi Narti's footsteps was seen away from my room. I rushed to take a shower and took some water. I wear the best clothes I have and don't forget to spiked my body with a little perfume. I stepped my foot out of the room and I found that Tono and Parjo were faithfully waiting for me

"Well, how long are you waiting for him ?."

"It's okay Linggar mas, wong subuhannya is also ten minutes away."

"Yuk we're leaving," take me while asking bi Narti to close the door.

The morning breeze was blowing slowly, the piercing cold I no longer ignored, because I felt today was so special, yes, the house that I will live in with my small family.

*******

I walked quickly as I passed through the bamboo grove. Mas Tono and Parjo who stalked behind me, tergopoh gopoh follow my steps. Somehow, even though Lydia's death has been perfected, buried and prayed for properly, but honestly there are still concerns that often come to my mind.

The scary events that have happened to me, make me not be able to forget that event.

Just when the morning adhan was reverberating, I, mas Tono and Parjo, arrived at the mosque courtyard.

"[B]Alhamdulillah[/B], we arrived on time, yes, yes" I said

Mas Tono and Parjo who were still panting nodded together, and without waiting for my cue, they immediately entered, and greeted other pilgrims. The atmosphere is so calm and peaceful for me, if it has gathered like this.

When I was tidying my sandals, I accidentally saw a figure in the distance who was staring at me sharply, among the banana trees, and the thick of the morning.

"Koq I kind of know that face yeah."

But when I saw the net more clearly, the figure had disappeared and only visible banana leaf sheet swaying in the wind.

I was overwhelmed by a pat on my shoulder.

"What's up, come on! we are worshippers" said Mr. Karyo next door neighbor of my house.

"Good sir."

I also took a position next to Mas Tono.

******

Mas Tono laughed wryly when he saw Parjo wearing sandals of different types.

"Engga Jo, you are koq apes really yes.hahahaha, can taper sandal butut like that. Hence Jo, diligent-diligent sodakoh, ben blessed your life," joked mas Tono.

Parjo ignored the jokes of mas Tono, he continued to step with a frowning face. Suddenly as it passed through the bamboo trees, out of nowhere it came, a motor flashed at high speed. Mas Tono who was teasing Parjo, could not evade, until he entered the ditch, which was still filled with rain waste water last night.

[B]Ja**, aseeem, muo**r con ![/B]," maki mas Tono in a soaking wet shirt.

Quickly I help mas Tono get up from the trench. My feelings have been linked to what I saw at dawn in the mosque. While Parjo who was pouting, now looks to laugh out loud.

[B]huahahahaha.hahahaha.[[/B].

"Mas Tono, kowe kayak tadpole rat, uweeleek tenan. Makane ojo ngerasani uwong, nah!!, I did not.karma iku jenenge.[.B]hehehehehehehe[/B]" Parjo said, laughing.

I ignored their feud, I still associate the face I saw in the grove of banana trees with the biker who was present and disappeared suddenly.

"Who is that guy?, why does his face look like a stranger to me huh."

Suddenly mas Tono cursed while cursing.

"Tuh people like the Dika aja, riding a motorcycle at will. Look out if I see you not gebukin."

"Wush.don't talk carelessly mas, tar if the mysterious spirit of the Dika, can be berabe," said Parjo as he walked quickly. Mas Tono who was grumbling, closed his mouth tightly and rushed to follow Parjo's steps.

I myself was stunned when mas Tono, mentioned Dika's name.

"Yes right, the figure resembled Dika. Could it be that Dika's spirit is wandering?," I murmured.

"Why Linggar mas?" asked Tono.

"Ah no, no nothing mas," said I quickly, do not want to make mas Tono and Parjo more afraid.

*******

On the night of the house looks bi Narti is drying clothes. She was shocked to see her husband's body soaked.

"Loh mas why?, koq wet all?, what's the matter anyway?," she said while helping her husband undress.

"Let's tell me a story, ma'am, I'm gonna take a shower, gatel."

"Yo wes, not ready for a change of clothes that way."

Then he stepped towards me.

"Mas ! Breakfast first, it's been prepared bi Inah."

"Yes bi.thank you."

I continued to go to the dining room, fragrant asem vegetables and fried tempeh had made worms in my stomach singing.