Before 365 Days
63. Roses Again?

Bambang was silent for a moment. However, in between his residence, the atmosphere added gripping. He cursed Mr. Ruman. Why until one o'clock has not come home yet.

"Come where the hell, Mr. Ruman! How can I stand guard alone with this demon!" grunt Bambang with a soft.

Bambang glanced at the Rose who was looking at him sharply and a slanted smile. Bambang also smiled sideways as he scratched his forehead.

"Mom, why silence? Let's talk again, so as not to be quiet," said Bambang.

"Hihi, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Ah, how could I be afraid of you, Ma'am! Your face is so beautiful" said Bambang honestly from his heart.

"really?"

"Yes, of course. Your face looks a lot like a rose. The son of the owner of this house," said Bambang.

"I am also the son of the owner of this house" replied the fake Rose sharply.

"Oh yeah yeah! Then, what's your name? You're not a rose, are you?" bambang asked with trembling legs.

I don't know what he was thinking, it could be acquainted with a demit whose origin is not yet clear. About him single, less with women in this world, demit he embat also.

"Hihihi, are you aware of me? Why don't you call me Rose again!" ask the rose with a smile.

Although he was demit, but he did not show his scary face. Just the pale look and black eyes he was highlighting. I don't know, maybe the demit also likes Bambang.

"Eh, actually, actually, I called you the Rose because of your similar face. Who the fuck are you? Why do you resemble a rose!" ask Bambang.

Bambang patted his own mouth. He wanted to put the brakes on his mouth so he wouldn't ask anything. But, his mouth was like a bicycle going down a steep road and the brakes were blong. Bambang's body also feels heavy to be invited to escape from there. As if it was covered with the bench.

"Did this woman put glue on the chair I was sitting on! Why is it so sticky, my ass won't lift!" bambang said in his heart.

The woman continued to look at Bambang sharply.

"I don't resemble anyone. My face is like this. Who likes to resemble my face is Nek Jamilah. He is the one who likes to change into whoever he wants to be" replied the woman.

Bambang was confused by the fake Rose.

"Mrs Jamilah? Who else is he? Is she your grandmother?" ask Bambang.

"You could say so. But he's actually a satanic cult. Ndoro Kusuma's men, who had been free from shackles in the swamp for the past 22 years," said the fake Rose.

Bambang understands no more. But about the name of Ndoro Kusuma, he had stolen heard on the sidelines of the chat Pak Kyai, Kang Ridwan, Marsel, Adam, and Wulan.

"Ndoro Kusuma who?"

"Leader of the Demit lair. But now he's been exterminated by the man who once stayed in this house. One of the forces of Ndoro Kusuma entered into the body of Nek Jamilah while in the swamp," explained Rose sharply and seriously.

Bambang did not know why this horror woman told him that. Isn't that a secret that he should be covering up?

Bambang produces more sweat than ever before. His back feels very hot. I think he wants to vomit too. But stuck in the throat.

"Why, why did you tell me that! Though I do not know who the person you have mentioned," asked Bambang more trembling.

Bambang and Demit seemed familiar, so my call turned into me and you.

The woman then got up from her seat. He walked and looked down at Bambang's face at close range. Just a little while.

Bambang held his breath. The smell of fishy smell came from the woman. Bambang wanted to close his eyes. However, his eyes did not want to blink for a second.

Bambang's breathing grew roaring as the face drew closer.

"Because you've given me coffee, hihihihi!"

Bambang gasping. He continued to rub his chest with his mouth continuing to call out Istighfar.

Bambang was shocked again by the sound of a car horn from the fence. Bambang then immediately ran and opened it.

The car goes into the yard. Then came Ruman, Roses, and Bi Minah while carrying a black bag.

"Mr, why did you just arrive? It's been a night like this!" bambang asked while wiping his sweat.

The nausea and hot back gradually disappeared. Bambang's situation has started to normal again.

"Do not know, Bang! We kept circling the road. Fortunately the BBM is not exhausted," said Ruman with a sigh.

They all walked to get into the house. Ruman stopped his steps when he saw the two cups on the table.

"But! Who do you copy? Mommy?" ask Ruman.

"Ah, not Sir! I copy together ...." Bambang hung his sentence, then glanced at Ruman, Roses, and Bi Minah alternately.

The three of them looked at Bambang with the intention to listen to the continuation of the sentence Bambang hanging.

"Ah, I just had another coffee, sir! Let it continue to be literate," replied Bambang lying.

"Oh so. But earlier, I had seen you chatting loh Bang! Who's talking to?" ask Ruman again.

"Oh, anu sir! Same thing, same old friend!" bambang replied with a smile and a wink to Ruman.

"Where might there be guests at curfews like this. If there is, it is not human, Bambang!" say Roses with a pouting face tone then immediately go inside at the follow-up Bi Minah.

Bambang responded with a smile hearing the Rose's answer.

"Bang, you better get some sleep. You must be sleeping hard" said Ruman.

"So it's a drowsiness, sir! But after meeting the Rose-like woman, my eyes were immediately literate until now," Bambang replied with a slight annoyance.

Ruman then pulled Bambang to immediately enter the house. And locked the door to his house.

"What's up, sir! Why so nervous!" ask Bambang confused.

"Once, just go to sleep. You can tell me tomorrow! I'm really tired tonight. Do you want to sleep alone or with me?" ask Ruman.

"You are sleeping with me, what about Mrs Saras, sir! Later angry again," replied Bambang withholding a smile.

"You, you can sleep anywhere. I went into the room first well," said Ruman while patting Bambang on the shoulder.

"Yes, Sir! Happy break! I hope you sleep well!" reply Bambang.

Ruman then walked towards his room. While Bambang looked all over the living room to choose a suitable place he used to sleep.

Bambang finally decided to fall in front of tivi because his eyes are still sharp.

Bambang turned on the tivi and watched the horror drama series. The sounds coming from tivi seemed to be real. Such as the sound of giggling, moaning, and the roar of breath that Bambang can feel on his left side.

Bambang focused on watching tivi until he felt someone rubbing his ears from the left.

Bambang just rubbed it at a glance then focused on watching again. The same thing was felt by Bambang again. It repeats itself ten times. Eleven times, Bambang began to dare to look to the left.

Bambang rounded his eyes and immediately woke up in shock to see Rose smiling at him. This time, the clothes used by the rose are different. Not black anymore. Except the white color.

The clock is two o'clock in the morning. Bambang stroked his chest that wanted to be dislodged. The rose kept smiling at him his face was no longer pale.

"Bak Roses why are they here?" ask Bambang wonder.