The Mediums Help

11

Resa's pink bicycle parked near the motorcycle. Mr. Muh's Angkringan is always busy with children his age playing the guitar, playing games, and chatting with friends while eating and drinking. Resa entered the angkringan with steady steps, he gave the widest smile until his teeth were visible.

Mr. Muh - the man with the thick mustache who was standing in front of the window - also smiled. "Good evening, Resa," he greeted when Resa sat down in one of the chairs.

"Good evening, Sir. It seems my Mother still has a lot of rice."

"No, only five packs left. This is a bit more than usual, but not that much I think. Are you going to take the money today?"

Resa nodded as she got up from the chair. He recalculated his rice packets without expression. He looked back at Mr. Muh, again he gave a smile without any burden about the rice packets left a little more than usual. "Can I have a plastic bag, Sir?"

"Of course."

He put all the leftover rice from the packet into the black plastic bag that Mr. Muh had just given him. "I'll just take it home, Sir. Besides, it doesn't taste good anymore because it was left in the morning."

"Okay, just a moment for the money!" said Mr. Muh finally. He opened a drawer containing bills and coins in a small tube. Several twenties and a fifty thousand bill he gave to Resa. "Tomorrow morning I will open later, maybe eight in the morning at the latest because there are activities at the gym."

Resa nodded in understanding to that. "The closing is still at twelve as usual, Sir?"

"No, I think it will be later because it opens later. However, for today I want to close early, I will close soon because it's eleven o'clock. You hurry home so you won't be too late!"

"Oke, thank you and have a good rest, Sir."

"Have a good rest Resa, and be careful on the road!"

Resa immediately took him plastic bag and left Mr. Muh. He used him pink bicycle after storing the leftover rice in the bicycle basket. The streets at night were very quiet, and it was even scarier to walk on. Even though he had walked this street many times, today felt different.

Some of the lights are dead, local residents have no intention of replacing them so that the streets are brighter. Resa thought because they didn't pass at night, and their activities were carried out every morning until evening. However, village officials should not be like that.

"What are you thinking, Resa?"

The appearance of a woman's voice along with two small hands hugging his waist made Resa a little surprised. Luckily he didn't lose control of the bycicle. "Why did you come suddenly, Tere?" Resa said flatly.

"I saw you were agitated, and felt I needed to be around you right now. What made you sad?" a beautiful spirit with long flowing hair looked up so she could see the left side of Resa's face even though it wasn't clear.

"Are you happy sitting like that, Tere?"

"This position is more comfortable because I'm wearing a very short school skirt, Resa. If I'm wearing pants, it's impossible for me to sit on my side like this."

"Yeah, you're right about that, but unfortunately I'm the one who isn't comfortable with this. Why don't you just fly like the other ghosts?"

"That's because I have no power."

Resa laughed at Tere's answer which he never thought of. His tone was even more irritated and sharp than usual. "You're not hungry, Tere?"

"Which ghost can enjoy human food, Resa?" Tere snorted at the unpleasant Resa tonight. "Only genies want to enjoy food like that, I don't. I never feel hungry, but I want to go home soon after remembering the past I had."

"Sorry for not being able to help you get home."

"Don't worry, Resa. I'm very grateful because I can know humans as well as you. Besides, I believe in God has prepared the day for me to go home. Whenever it is, I will wait."

"What if the day comes when I'm gone?"

"Why do you say that?"

Resa pondered, he himself was confused why that sentence could appear suddenly. It never crosses his head, but can pop out suddenly. He took a deep breath before giving a smile even though Tere couldn't see. "I'm just wondering, what if that happens?"

"I'll find another way, or find someone else stronger than you now. What do you think about that?"

"That's not a bad idea, and I think it's a great idea to be able to return to the afterlife. Do whatever you like, I will support all your decisions later!"

"Hahaha, you really are the best. But what if someone else could do the same as you? Would you like to make some friends to help me get home?"

Resa's forehead was thinly knit, his bicycle stopped in front of a fairly large house. He parked the bicycle beside the wall of his house. "Yes, of course I did, but are you just assuming or do you already know about that girl?"

"I just wish, what if I've found the girl? What are you going to do?"

"I'll ask for her help," Resa answered before entering him house, and Tere's ghost just disappeared.

Resa said hello before entering the kitchen, he felt sad to see Anik making donut dough by the fire. While Regina slept in a long chair with soft pillows.

"Are you home, Honey?" said Anik. She approached Resa to take over his plastic bag. "Still quite a lot apparently. Do you want to eat the rice?"

Resa nodded with a smile, he gave the money from the sale before going to Regina. The girl slept with a pretty face, so fast that she forgot her hands were still dirty. Resa immediately lifted the tiny body and moved it into Regina's room which was near the kitchen. He gave a thin blanket as a form of love before leaving the room.

Resa sat next to his mother who was making round donuts without a hole in the middle. A pack of rice that has been opened with the addition of a plastic spoon that Anik gave. "Thank you, Mom," said Resa.

"Eat a lot so you don't get too skinny!"

"I like this body, it just looks healthier. Why should I change it if I like it?"

"It's okay if you don't like Resa, I like you who are confident. Do whatever you like while you're on the right path."

"What about helping ghosts, is that one of the right paths?" This time Resa's expression looked sadder.

"Humans who do help regardless of social status is a real kindness. You have been on the right path long ago, and Mom will continue to provide support no matter what."

"But sometimes I'm sad because my Father never gave me that kind of support."

"You don't need to think about the person giving off a negative energy. If you focus too much on that part, you will lose a lot of positive energy."