The Bukit Atas Heritage House
CRYING IN THE DARK

I don't know how long I've been asleep, until I catch a sound of crying and punching on the wall that's getting louder and louder. I got up and hoped it was just a dream. I opened the window curtain, the weather was so bad and the rain fell very heavy interspersed with the sound of thunder. The sound of crying and beating was no longer heard.

"Alhamdulillah, it was just a dream," I murmured while breathing a sigh of relief.

A sudden thirst struck my throat, forcing me to walk out of the room, and step into the kitchen. To get to the kitchen I had to pass through my father's room and the mushala. As my feet passed in front of the mushala, I caught the image of a girl crying in the dark.

huhuhuhu.

"Who is that girl?, why are the nights crying in a dark place ?."

With a little courage, I stepped towards the sound of the cry, and slowly I tried to turn on the lamp of the mushala, but do not know why, the lamp in the room did not want to turn on.

"Koq is not alive?, how the Asep mang is, the koq lights are not replaced," I murmured.

The sound of heart-wrenching crying was still heard, and accidentally because it was dark, my hand touched the vase on the buffet.

The sound of a falling vase woke the entire house. Mas Tono and Parjo who were sleeping on the second floor, quickly ran while holding a stick, they thought that there was a thief entering the house. The stick almost hit me, fortunately at the same time he turned on the dining room lamp.

"Eits.this is me tono."

"Oh my goodness Linggar, what else is there?, almost my stick hit Linggar mas."

"I was thirsty, and then I went to the kitchen, but because it was dark, my hand nudged against this vase of flowers, it broke. I'm sorry, I've disrupted your sleep."

"No koq den, bi Inah does want tahajud, almost too late, good to get up," said bi Inah as her hand moved about to sweep the floor, cleaning the shards of flower vases.

It turned out that bi Narti's hand grabbed the broom handle faster and started sweeping.

"Wild.. Just clean bi narti. Just pray."

Bi Inah nodded as she continued to step up to take the ablution water.

"Mas Linggar wants coffee?, let auntie make it. Mas Tono same Parjo want also?." asked bi Narti.

I, mas Tono and Parjo simultaneously nodded, and waited for hot coffee at the dining table.

Not finished I said, suddenly I squirm bi Ijah turn on the lamp mushala, and the flame.

"Loh..why wasn't it on?, koq can now be on."

Mas Tono who heard me did not continue my words, immediately asked.

"So Mas Linggar want to tell me what?, koq not driven."

"Nothing mas, not so, it turns out I forgot, if the road to go home was a landslide. I was going to make Tono clean the car, before I left."

"Oh that's it."

Bi Narti emerged from the kitchen with hot coffee and toast.

"Hmm.it looks good."

"Yes good mas, who used to make, my wife," teased mas Tono.

"Uhuyyyy, seduction gombal.hehehehe," Parjo timbal.

I feel grateful, because I am surrounded by good people, who are always there, when I am in trouble again.

The rain still continued to fall in the dark of the night, and the roar of the wind rattled through the trees.

"The rain is so great, huh mas ?."

"Yes Linggar, my samples are like someone hitting the wall."

"What do I mean by Tono?" I asked.

"So when I was sleeping, I was like hearing a punch on the wall, but after I heard it turned out, it was just the sound of the wind blowing on the trees, making horror, aja," said Mas Tono with a smile.