ALPENIA (The Cruel Small Town)

Where Are Those Kids Going?

The black cloud enveloped the entire city, unceasingly lowering the increasingly violent tears.

The hours of study are over, all the school residents have returned to their homes.

Luckily, all students are always ready to wear suits or umbrellas before it rains. Except for Renaldi, who always cut down Naya's umbrella. Not nothing or nothing, Renaldi always left his raincoat under his motorcycle seat to work. He did not want to fuss, open the seat lid.

"Iswanti why, huh? It's been twice like that" asked Renaldi, who began talking in the rain about the incident this morning at school.

"Gue doesn't know either. But no less strange, Ulfa said, Iswanti whispered something the same as him when possessed. Tell me to get ready because someone will come," replied Naya did not understand her own words.

"Kashian Ulfa's. Every Iswanti is possessed, she is a mulu who is a victim of fear" Renaldi said.

"Lo pity, but even laugh. Wicked!" dengus Naya was upset.

They walked slowly but surely, accompanied by cold weather that felt the skin.

"Hey, man! Do not rain, it will hurt" said Naya attention, when he saw a girl who was running around in the rain. "Come home, Mama's coming!" he continued, then went back to walking leaving the little boy alone.

"Gee. I don't know, if you have such gentle nature. I guess your nature is loud," praise and ridicule Renaldi while laughing.

Naya hit the young man's arm slowly. "Hardly girl, must have her own soft side!"

After a while, Renaldi looked back, making sure the child had gone home or was still playing with rainwater.

"Gee, the son immediately complied, he just went home!"

Naya looked back. Sure enough, the boy had disappeared from his place playing in the rain earlier. "All kids know that I'm sincere. Eat it straight. See if I have kids, my son will be the best, most obedient boy!"

"Udah is far from your mind. Is there a candidate?" renaldi said while chuckling.

"Gue wants you!" batin Naya.

"Gue knows. It's Faisal! Wait, if you have a child, hopefully it does not come down from his father!" renaldi is getting more alone.

"That's a hell of a deal, anyway. You know I was really with him. Amit-amit, could-can my son's mind slovenly like him later!" racau Naya is on her own. Feel tickled. "Amit-amit anyway," he continued unknowingly still imagining what if the thing Renaldi mentioned happened.

"Ria?! Ria?!"

A woman wearing a black umbrella called out that name. A few meters behind Naya and Renaldi.

"What's wrong mom?" tanya Naya and Renaldi who turned her legs back, approached the woman with that worried face.

"So I fell asleep watching TV with my son. But when I woke up, my son suddenly didn't exist. I looked around the house, still nothing. Maybe he's out, playing in the rain," he said.

"Rome! Ria!" the screams are getting louder.

"What's wrong mom?" the neighbors opened the door. I asked, wondering what was going on.

"Mom. See my son?"

"Mom. Is Ria at mom's?"

"My son is playing with my mother's son?"

The woman repeatedly asked the neighbors. But get the same answer constantly. No one saw his six-year-old daughter.

Renaldi and Naya were a little stunned. Remember that they met a little girl not long ago. "What are the characteristics of a mother's child?"

"Is that the child this woman is looking for?" ask them inwardly, after the woman has laid out some details of the missing child.

Still unsure, Renaldi finally asked for a photo of the girl.

"Yes, it's going to be this! Not long ago, we saw him playing with rainwater here. Then we told him to go home. We thought she went straight home, because she disappeared immediately when we turned her head," Naya explained, causing the woman to panic even more.

"No. He's not coming home! Oh my God, Ria where are you?" the woman shed tears.

At once, the neighbors thought that the little boy had disappeared unnaturally. Just like what's been happening lately.

***

Annisa enters the open elevator. Go to his apartment.

He passed an adult man who was holding a toddler out of the elevator. They even throw each other smiles.

He recognized the toddler who was sleeping fast on his lap. His name is Desi, his neighbor. However, during his stay here, only once did he meet that manly body.

"Oh. So that's Desi's father" he thought. Thinking the big man was Desi's real father who might rarely return to his apartment. So they never face.

Arriving at the fifth floor, there was a commotion going on along the corridor. Yuli, Desi's mother was crying. All the neighbors tried to calm down.

"desi. He's missing!" silvia answered, astonishing her daughter.

"missing? I just saw him, just now. Same with her father" Annisa explained.

"You don't joke. Desi's father is dead!" silvia continued in a whisper, finally making Annisa stunned.

Annisa immediately ran towards the elevator. Quickly push the button that says lobby. Trying to return to the ground floor, because he believes that he met earlier is Desi. But with whom?

Annisa's chest was pounding. Feeling panicked.

Having reached the ground floor, the big tall man was no longer there. Even until searched out the building with a little rain, the results were the same.

Too late!

Desi seems to have been the next kidnap victim.

***

Ulfa laid her body on the bed, when she managed to close the door of her room tightly. He doesn't want to be disturbed. Today was quite tiring, with Iswanti's terror that had second time managed to frighten her.

However, someone kicked down the door of his room violently. Making his eyes that were about to fall asleep back wide. Anger and anger now arise, on the throw a cushion soft to hit the face of the boy who made it upset.

Her sister.

"Sister. I'm hungry!" the cry of a cute seven-year-old boy made Ulfa's ears hurt.

"Okay, Hilfa. If you are hungry, eat! Why bother brother?" snort Ulfa at her sister, while drowning her face in a pillow.

"There's no food. I'm not cooking, I'm not feeling well!" clearly Hilfa with a voice getting louder.

Ulfa swears in the heart. So Lazy. He just wanted to get tired by taking a nap. At least two hours. Understandably, in addition to eating, sleep is another favorite thing. Just look at the results, his body was extremely fertile.

"Sister, spout!" force Hilfa with manyun.

"Ih. Don't scream, make noise. She said she wasn't feeling well!" ulfa's reprimand whispered slightly when near her sister, accompanied by a pinch.

Hilfa almost cried after her hands were slightly flushed. Ulfa pinch leaves a mark.

"If you cry, it won't be Masakin's brother!"

The grunts worked, his sister smiled again. Illusive.

Ulfa's headed for the kitchen. Take an egg from the refrigerator. Turning the stove with a skillet on top of it that has been oiled. Then break the egg expertly. If you eat, you must also cook!

Meanwhile, his sister faithfully waited in front of the television, watching his favorite cartoon show.

Over the course of a few minutes, the fried eggs of Ulfa finally mature. He's been spilling it over warm rice. Ready to be delivered to people who are hungry there.

"More. So!" yelled Ulfa from the kitchen.

Something is strange. His sister who usually behaves horribly, this time did not reply. He checked into the middle room, where his sister was watching. However, the hilfa was not there.

"Hilphah. You where? That's your food!"

Ulfa searched all corners of the house by shouting her sister's name. He thought Hilfa was working on it right now. But after searching for a few minutes, Hilfa did not exist.

"What's up, son?" ujat Syifa, Ulfa's mother who was resting. Finally woke up to hear his eldest daughter yelling many times.

"Hilfa doesn't exist, ma'am. I stayed to cook the eggs, she was still watching TV" explained Ulfa a little worried.

"Huh? You've searched the whole house?" syifa asked in a soft voice, slightly limp.

Ulfa nodded.

"Let's check outside!" take Syifa to her daughter. Suddenly it was like forgetting her bad taste.

"Hilpha!"

The mother and son shouted. They never get a response from the person they are trying to find. They had walked the path quite far, accompanied by cold weather due to the wind and rain that was still falling. Carrying their umbrellas, they had even split up.

"Hey!" shouted a man who got out of the car in a hurry, without wearing an umbrella.

"Dad. Hilfa's missing!" Ulfa cried as the man approached.

"Fery. How'this?" panicked Syifa also cried and hugged her husband.