Mystery of Room 13
Section 80: The Pool of Death

I looked at the man's back. Not only the face, the stature of this man was so similar to Ridwan. It's just that the owner of the blood index is more mature because his face began to be decorated with wrinkles and more contained. My brain immediately recalled the Priyambodo notebook that told of the mysterious man. Maybe the man was the owner of the bloody index.

"Mbak, Ndoro kakung (Master) did you talk to me?" Bu Wati's question made me turn my face towards the woman who was sitting on the floor and did not dare to look into the eyes of the interlocutor.

"Ta-tadi i-it, ma'am. Just said I hope I'm at home." I replied with a stutter because I was still horrified by the man's words earlier. "Well, Lan?" My view now turned to Wulan.

"Y-yes, Mom. That's what Hanna said."

"Related?" The middle-aged woman looked at me and Wulan alternated with a probing look, as if searching for a stored lie. "Whatever you say, don't be violated. It's all for the safety of us all. He knows more about this index away from all of us. What he must take care of, he knows."

The woman continued to look at me and Wulan, no less sharp with her master's eyes then passed leaving me and Wulan who were dumbstruck.

"Lan, why am I so scared of those two people? There are negative and unpleasant eve."

"Yes, rich there is a negative aura huh, Han?"

"Don't..."

Wulan's eyes were round as if she was waiting for my words to follow up. While I quit for fear that later my opinion could be slander if wrong. I think the owner of Indekos is involved in every tragedy that is in the bloody index, only I do not know what the role is.

"Don't what, Han? Dong nudge. I want to know if we think the same thing or not?"

I chose to switch the subject. "Lan, let's eat first. We will discuss it at home. Anyway it's time we work. How's wounds?"

"That's fine, Han. I'm just starting work tomorrow." Wulan seemed to understand the code I gave her. Fortunately I had time to look around otherwise, what was in my head was spreading everywhere because I saw behind the curtain that became the barrier between the stall and the place where the shop owner prepared a drink, he said, someone was peeking and kept looking at me and Wulan, it seemed like he also wanted to steal what I wanted to say to Wulan.

"We're getting a little fast, Lan. I don't feel comfortable here" I whispered to the woman who was eating with the balado eggs. Without answering, Wulan continued to eat her rice quickly. After eating we pay immediately.

"So the mother was eavesdropping on our conversation" I said after Wulan and I walked some distance from the shop.

"I saw him peeking behind the curtain."

"I'll just shut up and choose not to continue the chat kit earlier."

Me and Wulan walked in silence, without a word and continued to swing a step towards the increasingly enigmatic bloody senses waiting to be deciphered one by one.

Arriving at indekos, I prepared to work because the time to enter work was very tight. "Lan, you have to be careful. I feel the owner of this index is not a random person in speaking. You don't have to go anywhere."

"Mother Hanna!" I turned my face towards the very jolly girl who called out to me while waving her hand. I rushed towards him who was standing and queued for the presence with a finger print machine.

"Sir, how are you?"

"I'm fine, Ndah. You take it easy."

"I'm so worried about Ma'am last night. If it still hurts, don't work."

"I'm fine."

Arriving my turn for the presence in the finger print machine, Indah and I rushed into the production room because it was only less than a minute from the time of the shift change.

"Sir Hanna is sick?" ask my QC colleague, who I will change his position. He said I was very pale.

"No, Ma'am. I'm just a little sawny."

The work this afternoon is quite smooth, if there are obstacles can be overcome properly. Azan Magrib. This is when we workers rest, eat and pray for Muslims.

Dining together is done in the canteen this time, because in the usual road where we sit just repaired because many holes in the road to cause a lot of puddles when it rains.

Me and lovely walking with the others interspersed with laughter. I glanced at the group of men, there was Ridwan who was joking with his fellow technicians. My eyes have always been fascinated by the small pond in front of the factory. Although the water is cloudy but it feels fresh because there are how many water plants there, like lotus, my favorite flower since childhood.

When I was eating suddenly I heard a water splash that was quite loud and came from the middle of the pool. I hurried out to see it. I'm afraid there's an animal in the pool that no one knows how deep it is because the fencing process is not finished.

My eyes scoured all over the murky and very calm pond. There was nothing there, not even the ripples of water. Then from where the sound of water so loud I heard earlier. When I was confused, suddenly from the middle of the pool appeared like a whirlpool. It slowly grew bigger and almost filled the entire pool. This mouth was about to scream but it was like it was locked. From the center of the whirlpool came a terrible head. His head was split into two halves, right and left. His eyes are staring hard at me. In-he it was like a mango tree-waiting near the spinning building.

"Goodbye, Hanna. It's a punishment because you've taken my lover!" A whisper was heard in my left ear. I haven't seen who it is yet, I can feel my body being pushed. I fell into a deep, very cloudy pool.

I can swim but in this state of surprise it feels like this breath is almost broken. With great difficulty, I tried to rise to the surface. The murky water made my efforts even heavier. Amidst my efforts to climb upwards, my sense of hearing caught the sound of a terrible laugh. The same sound of laughter I heard at midnight together with Wulan. My head finally reached the surface. Up there I saw a creepy woman just laughing while shaking her waist. His face was so terrible that his head was split in two but not broken.

"Please!" I screamed as I could. However, suddenly the usual kuntilanak on the mango tree drifted towards me. With her laughter continuing to echo, she held my head and immersed me deeply. My breath was already very congested as the water mixed with mud started to enter my body.

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