Eternal Island

A Repeated Dream

"Alright, in fact I am often given instructions about my body, only I can not remember clearly," said Rinjani.

"Jasad himself does not remember, but if Franky, you remember it, yes" ledek Joko.

Rinjani fell silent, her face blushing.

"Well, it turns out ghosts can also feel embarrassed huh haha!"

"Here, you go home, from earlier just mocked," complained Rinjani.

Joko held a smile ....

"Yes I've come home first, tomorrow I'm here again" said Joko.

Rinjani turned into a white puff of smoke, then disappeared. While Joko walked back to the beach, Nawang was still sitting curled up on a rock.

"I'm sorry Nawang, for leaving you too long."

"What's wrong" replied Nawang.

Joko held Nawang, and walked home.

"Mooong ...."

"Hopefully, tomorrow my plan succeeds, to be able to see the existence of the body of the jin bucin," inner joko, on the way home, and immediately he remembered the wand given by his ancestors.

"Oh yes, the stick ... What can I do, I use to laugh.? Hem, I'll try it tomorrow," Joko continued to keep his head up, as he continued to walk.

Finally, Joko arrives at the inn, when she enters, she sees Franky sitting in the front room with a laptop on his lap.

"You haven't slept, Fran?" ask Joko.

Franky gasps at Joko's voice, and turns to Joko.

"Eh, you're home, Jok? How's it? Haven't worked?"

"How did it work, Fran?"

"Yes he said, you want to find Rinjani's body."

"Fear again, Fran."

"Well, why fail again, Jok?"

"Yes, how else, Rinjani is weird too."

"How weird, Jok?"

"He died, but he didn't know his own body."

"Oh, yes the name also does not know, how else, Jok?"

"Huft, but he's a ghost, Fran, hanging around here and there, you don't know about the body."

"Husss, you are, Jok, I told you, if Rinjani is not a ghost, she is a beautiful woman."

Joko shook her head, she felt anxious about her friend.

"Fran, Fran .. You're just making an upset."

"I'm a doll, Jok?"

"Yes, you're a doll .. teletubies doll, hahaha!"

"You are this, Jok, there is nothing."

Joko was widened, while Nawang smiled amusedly in his heart, seeing the two men joking.

"Leon seems to be at home with his work" Joko said.

"Yes understand, Jok, he has been looking for a job for a long time, but can't, so now he gets a job, he must be very happy," said Franky.

"Oh so, yes indeed, if there is no boring work also yes," said Joko.

"Em, you yourself, don't think about working that way, Jok?"

"What's work for, Fran? I can't work to eat hehe."

"Yes, I mean, tomorrow if you have a wife, your wife must have needs."

"That's an easy problem, Fran," said Joko casually.

Franky just smiled, typing his laptop keyboard.

"Your novel isn't finished, Fran?" ask Joko.

"What novel did you make? Horror again?"

"Yes, Jok, I told you, I've been inspired by horror stories."

"That's it, huh? So, what's the title of your novel?"

"Eternal island, Jok," said Franky enthusiastically.

"Eternal island? Ahaha!"

"What the hell are you, Jok? Kok laughs constantly, hepi yes," said Franky.

"Well, Fran, you're really inspired by this island, aren't you?"

"Yes, Jok, the happenings on this island, it's perfect to be a novel, hehe."

"Sip, Fran, I support you, good luck."

"Yes, Jok, thank you."

Joko nods, then she walks into the kitchen, and puts Nawang in the corner of the kitchen, then Joko goes into her room, she breaks down her body and holds her magic wand.

Joko watched the stick closely, and at once she remembered a message from her ancestors, that it should not be used carelessly.

"But, if only to laugh, to know the existence of the bodies of people, it would be okay maybe yes," Joko said.

He put the stick next to the bed. And that night, Joko felt very sleepy, she closed her eyes, and fell asleep in her sleep.

Faintly, Joko saw in front of him now was a road, Joko walked along the road, before long he reached the gate.

"Lho I'm here, why, strange," muttered Joko while scratching her head that did not itch.

When Joko's footsteps reached right in the middle of the gate, Joko suddenly felt a pretty loud impact.

joko's head fell a painting, from the top of the archway.

"Aaaarrrggghhh!"

Joko groans in pain, and at once Joko's vision darkens.

"Jok, get up, Jok," a voice rang out in Joko's ear, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Joko is confused, seeing that Franky is already beside her.

"Fran, what's going on?"

"What dream are you, Jok? How screaming all the time, heard all the way outside, so I went in to make sure you were why," Franky said.

Joko looked left and right, she was really astonished.

"Hehe's sorry, Fran, did I bother you?" lirih Joko's.

"Ah it's okay, Jok, I was just worried, I guess why, yes I've stayed again yes, I want to finish a chapter, just slept."

"Yes, Fran."

Franky came out, now Joko lives alone in the room, he remembered the dream he had.

"Once again the painting, why do I always dream of the painting huh, what does it mean?"

Joko thought hard, but she couldn't remember anything at all.

"Ah sleep again, maybe it's just a dream, yes even if it repeats, but the name is also a dream, let's just say a flower sleep," Joko said, then continued her sleep.

While in the front room, Franky was still busy with his laptop, he seemed perfectly fluent pouring out the ideas he got from inside his mind. After finishing one chapter, Franky shuts down his laptop, and takes it into the room.

Franky puts his laptop on the table, then he lays down his body next to Joko who is already soundly asleep.

Franky stared at the ceiling, smiling cheerfully.

"My novel is soon done, Madam Nur must be happy, if you know I'm making another horror novel," Franky said.

Franky turned towards Joko ....

"Pity him, the dream is the same as yesterday, haem, is there a dream connected? Uh but it's not a continuous, but it's repeated .. ah, it's just a dream, people say, the dream is a sleeping flower, just think of it that way," Franky smiled and tilted his body, saying, then closed his eyes.

Before long, Franky was lulled in his dreams, now he is walking on a street that is not unfamiliar to him. The man continued to walk straight ahead, and subconsciously his footsteps came to a halt in an archway.

"The archway?" his inner.

Franky observed the gate that was in front of him.