COBBY

Siji Tenth

The smell of pandan stung, emanating from inside Hasan's backpack lying inside the tent. The aroma is fragrant and fragrant, but makes the atmosphere feel uncomfortable.

"You know, there is a smell that is a sign that we are actually not alone" said Laila arrived. Her cubby cheeks seemed to expand with her eyes bulging.

"We are with Lai. Who says alone" said Sani.

"That is not so Sani Bin Abdulganiiii," Yolla glared in dismay. A pinch landed on Sani's thigh without a fight. Sani complained, grimacing in pain.

"Flame that burned, it is said that the story is there pocong around us. The smell of jasmine flowers, also the smell of scented pandanus, all become a marker of other creatures that may be watching" whispered Laila.

"Don't be crazy dong. Cepetan open your bag San! I got these goosebumps, shit!" grumbling Sani.

Hasan grabbed his backpack. There is worry in the heart. Though he was so sure that in his bag there were only sweet potatoes and golden bananas. But because of Laila's words, now the fear of controlling the heart, the fingers of her fingers vibrate violently.

Hasan gulped. He spread his gaze, staring one by one at his friends. Face that looks tense. The chest felt tight, as if the oxygen in the tent was thinning by arriving.

"Look, open your backpack," Asrofi said as she rubbed her sweaty forehead. No matter how cold the night air was, in fact fear made his entire body sultry.

Slowly, Hasan pulled the zipper of his backpack. It creates an echoing sound that breaks the silence. The smell of pandan increasingly stinging swivel swivel trapped inside the tent. A black plastic bag is inside the backpack.

The mood turned tense. Even Sani who usually just spoke this time chose silence. All eyes were on the bag of crackles Hasan was holding. And when the bag is opened wide, in fact there are only sweet potatoes and golden bananas in it. There was nothing strange, except the smell of pandanus still in the air.

"Woooo, belgedhes! Wong is just a banana as a sweet potato already makes everyone afraid. I feel like my panties are a little wet. As*!" Sani snorted annoyed.

"You wet Ni?" asked Asrofi, looking at Sani.

"A little bit, just poked. A drop of doang," Sani nodded.

"Youngpony!" yolla.

Sani grabbed the black crackle in Hasan's hand. He took one banana, peeled it immediately and ate it in one mouthful.

"Wooo, your hand is Niii," Yolla yelled in annoyance.

"That said the aroma of pandan, we are not alone gaes. Whereaa?? Halah, eat pandan," said Sani sneering at Laila.

Laila was silent, not saying. I don't know what the fat girl was thinking. When everyone was relieved that there was no strange object that Hasan was carrying, Laila looked gloomy and still looked worried.

"Already have. Now let Hasan rest. The others immediately packing, tomorrow morning we picked up the pick up car. Let nothing be left behind. Plastic trash can be burned in a campfire. Do not let us on behalf of the nature lovers club, but our activities even leave the garbage," said Asrofi sage. He stops Sani who is making fun of Laila.

"Nita, don't get close to Hasan. He's still tired, don't be bothered, "Sani this time mocked Nita.

"Your brain is mostly sand Ni. Neres," Nita glared.

Sani just laughed, then moved out of the tent. Hasan laid his body on the floor. Hasan gave thanks in his heart for being able to get out of the forest safely. While Yolla realizes the strange gurgle of Laila. The expression of the fat woman clearly showed worry and fear.

"Of course not Yolla. I don't feel good" whispered Laila. They both moved to sit in the corner of the tent while folding dirty clothes to be included in the backpack.

"What the hell is that? Story dong story," urged Yolla curious.

"You know by what Hasan brought, it's unnatural" said Laila lirih.

"Huh? It's just a sweet potato and a golden banana. Parno you're overreacting," Yolla argued.

"I told you earlier, the smell of pandan is very strange. There are no pandan leaves anywhere in this place. After all, all kinds of 'polo kependhem' including yams and golden bananas are usually used as a complement to sajen," Laila glared tightly grasping Yolla's hand.

"Already Lai. We better think positively, also pray that everything is fine" Yolla said. Laila simply nodded even though her heart was still riled up.

The night is getting late. Cold air penetrates the parasitic jacket worn by Asrophy. Nita, Yolla, and Laila had already slept inside the tent. Hasan also appeared to be asleep. Naturally he was exhausted after walking all day without pause.

Now live Asrofi who is still busy cleaning the ropes, as well as some exploration equipment. As club chairman, Asrofi is well aware of his duties and obligations. Including making sure all the equipment is not left behind. Because the goods include facilities owned by the campus.

While outside the tent in front of the campfire, Sani sat pensively. Asrofi was a little surprised to see Sani who did not budge from her seat earlier. Even the goods seem scattered has not been cleaned.

"Ni, you can't stand the cold or anything? Since then wait for the bonfire continues," asked Asrofi. He stood behind Sani who was still silently sculpting.

"Why?" ask Sani. His voice sounded flat. He did not turn his head at all, still turning his back on the Asrophy.

"That's everybody packing. You are still the one who has not. Tomorrow morning we have to go home" Asrofi sighed. Sani is indeed a club member who sometimes feels very annoying.

"I don't want to go home" said Sani Lirih.

"Huh? Don't be weird. The club equipment I've finished. If personal equipment, packing each dong. Cook your gear, I'll have to finish it too. Come on, I'm the chairman of the club not jongos yes," exasperated Asrofi grumbled.

"Yes already," continued Sani lirih.

"Please don't joke c*k. I'm tired, I'm going to rest too!" this time Asrofi snapped, starting to lose her patience.

"Yes" replied Sani.

Asrophy was really angry this time. He pulled Sani on the shoulder, trying to drag her into the tent. But unfortunately, the power of Asrophy is not strong enough to attract Sani. The man with the cream hair did not budge. Over and over again Asrophy tried to pull Sani's body but still could not make Sani move.

After a while, Sani finally moved his head. Slowly with a broken movement, Sani turned his head. In front of the bonfire, Sani's face looked pale blue. The veins of his face and neck stood out. Both eyeballs are bulging and watery with an entirely white color.

"I don't want to go home!" sani snapped with a hoarse-sounding voice, as if there were some people making a sound.

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