Mystery of Room 13
Part 43: Gayatri Revenge

Instantly the jokes and laughter stopped because they heard the words of the grandmother who was always poignant and full of mystery. I invited Wulan to approach the twilight woman. I kissed the reverence of a woman's hand who still hasn't forgotten anything about it. "Han, are you healthy, Nduk?"

"Yes, Mbah."

"Stay careful and take care of your health and there are eastern customs and manners you must hold fast and never forget."

"Inshallah, Mbah. Hanna will remember her message Mbah forever." His wrinkled hands rubbed my head slowly.

Wulan did the same. Grandma Beautiful stared fixedly at Wulan. Grandma suddenly hugged the mother of two children. I don't know what Grandma whispered but it made Wulan had shed tears.

"You're okay, aren't you, Wul?"

Wulan just nodded, not how long the woman asked me to go home because she was not feeling well. In my index I tried to ask him. Why is it that all along in the beautiful house he looks moody? Is there anything that is a burden on his mind?

"So her grandmother Indah said just one word, but it was hard, Han," the story was fiery.

"What did you say?"

"I'm sorry, that's all. Something impossible for me to do right now. Even just by hearing his name, my blood boiled. I even had the urge to finish him."

It will certainly be difficult for us to forgive and forget betrayal especially if it is done by the person closest to us. It is not easy to brush a wound that is too deep.

"You can do it, Lan. You can definitely forget and forgive those people especially Intan also Adnan is difficult but sure you can certainly."

I rubbed Wulan's back to reduce the pain and turmoil in her chest. I know it's true, he really needs a friend at this time, so I prefer to follow him to the index rather than I live with Indah.

The clock shows at 22:30. It's time I got to get ready for work. Change my clothes with work uniforms and also prepare everything that will be brought while working.

"Han, you just use my bike. Don't ask Beautiful to pick it up, you just use it. Tonight I'm going to sleep."

With a little trepidation I walked through room by room and towards the stairs. On the stairs I walked carefully, while this mouth was crying out for protection from the Creator. Fortunately, I did not encounter any strange and horrible things. It's just that when I was in the parking lot, out of my room came a ghost whose head was slashed, he waved his hand at me, while the other hand held his head full of blood. I'd rather immediately plunge Wulan motor gas than follow me everywhere.

All the way from the senses to the factory, I walked carefully and vigilantly. I don't want anything bad to happen when suddenly there's a ghost passing by or something. I better avoid it by increasing alertness.

Tonight is my last night in the night shift, tomorrow night can sleep satisfied unencumbered by work. I'm checking the quality of the fabric that will be produced next week by the machine operators in the warehouse. When I met Gayatri, the woman without the look.

"Please! Help me!" The hoarse voice kept ringing. All this time when I hear the sound of invisible creatures I try to run and avoid. This time I have to be brave.

"Please what?"

"Please!"

"Yes, but what will you do first?"

Gayatri could not scream because her mouth was gagged with patchwork. I could see her sadness from the tears that kept dripping as long as the men were fulfilling their desires. After the girl was cruelly twisted, one of the bastards threatened Gayatri if she dared to open her mouth then the photos without Gayatri clothing would be scattered everywhere.

Gayatri cried after they died. I also cried over the fate of the poor girl. Long enough she cried suddenly she who was still naked stood up and shouted.

"I will make you regret what you did tonight. I'll destroy you one by one. I'll make you cry blood later!"

When Gayatri shouted, at the same time, there was a thunderbolt that made me surprised and then realized I was back in the present. Because Gayatri who was sad for her condition no longer exists. I was stunned when Bu Ning called me.

"Han, you don't daydream here. Because a few years ago there was a worker, he was buried by a roll of cloth."

I was flabbergasted because in my left ear there was a whisper. He was one of the criminals. I'm the one who got him buried in there." The whisper ended with a shrill laugh.

I hurried out of that stuffy room. If Gayatri could kill that man, how would two other men. Maybe Gayatri did the same to them.

"Han, were you in a strange meeting building?" ask June when we are resting

"I met Gayatri, Ma'am."

"Then?"

I'd love to tell this woman everything but somehow this heart hesitates. Because honestly I fear the case of Gayatri who was forced to serve the depraved passions of the three young men has not had strong evidence.

"Mbak, how does his fiancee Melati look like who was captured by Gayatri? Does Madam June keep her picture or still remember her features?"

"He died shortly after Melati's death in an accident while leaving for work. His body was in an incomplete state and scattered when buried. There's a few limbs missing either because they were eaten by a rat culvert."

"Divorced ass?" many confusions.

"of course. That day he was hit by a train as he passed the crossroads of a train without a crossbar."

"Sir, is there a picture of him?"

"It doesn't have me. It's obvious that Melati's fiance has a tompel by her ear."

Men are bedwet, the same characteristics as the first Gayatri. I remember very well that man not only forced missiles but also several times had hit Gayatri because the girl had time to fight by kicking him.

Could it be that if Gayatri approached him just for revenge?

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