GHOST SCREAMS

TWO BEST FRIENDS

After school, Imran and Bondan gather in front of the school building to discuss their plans to find information about coffee shops around the terminal. It was beautiful to tell them they couldn't come. The two teenagers were looking for Angkot who would take them to the terminal. The terminal is located about one and a half kilometers from Imran's house. So, the return of Imran plans to walk to his house, while Bondan must ride Angkot again.

After waiting for about half an hour, they finally got Angkot who would drive them to the terminal. The cargo was quite rame because in it there were already other passengers. It doesn't matter to both of them. The important thing is that they can both get to the terminal immediately and carry out their mission there.

After a long journey, they arrived at the terminal. Of course in that place a lot of people go back and forth. The two teenagers were confused as to what they should do. Imran invites Bondan to rest first in one of the long concrete chairs. In the terminal there are many concrete chairs deliberately provided by the manager for the resting place of prospective passengers.

“We sit here first, Ndan.”

“Iya, Im …. Capek also ride Angkot jostling like earlier.”

“Where is Ndan the stall that was meant by Bu Iis earlier?”

“That's it Im. From this place it does not seem to be seen the stall in question. The canteen exists. But, if outside this terminal seems like a lot of warung.”

“Iya. It seems unlikely that the stall is inside the terminal because it would violate the terminal rules. It is possible that the shop in question is outside the terminal. But, which one? From this place like a lot of stalls out there.”

“Hm .. It looks like the stall we are looking for is quite old age and the price is relatively cheap. That's my feeling.”

“True. I agree with you because if the stall is expensive it is impossible Mang Dirin and his best friend often play to the place. Yes, right?”

“Iya, Im.”

Unfinished they were talking, suddenly there were three young people whose age was above them coming and sitting next to them.

“Back school? School where?” reprimand one of those whose hair is rather long.

“Iya, Mas. We school at SMU 14.” Bondan.

“Ooo ... school rich kid, huh? Any cigarettes?” timpal.

“Hm .. Sorry, neither of us smoked,” says Imran.

“Wah, great you guys! Already high school but not smoking means your pocket money is intact, huh? We can share it to buy cigarettes. So we can have a casual chat with the three of us smoking. How?” timpal is the other friend whose face is more beautiful than the other.

“Sorry, Mom! If I'm out of pocket money because I'm just a little nyangu. If my friend is pocket money stay one time fare to go home.” Imran replied with a crowd.

“Oooo .. can we borrow the remaining allowance first? I will change. Can you, Bro?” sahut one of them while nudging Bondan's arm a little.

“M-sorry, Mas. I told you my friend's pocket money is for the cost of going home. And soon we still have business around this.” Imran replied firmly.

“Ooooo ... You challenged us, yes?” answer one of them while pulling Imran's collar.

“Mas, don't be! Pity my friend it hurts definitely his neck,” protest Bondan.

“You don't accept?” scold their friend while pulling Bondan's collar.

“Detach, no?” bondan said in a soft voice.

“Bare, you?” Threaten their only remaining friend.

“We are innocent! Why should we be afraid!” imran said with great effort because the man was pulling his collar harder and harder.

“You're dead silly here? If the three of us yell, you can both die being beaten up by people here, Understand!” yell one of them.

Brak!

As a result of Bondan's thunderstorm, one of them loses balance and falls to the floor.

“Aduh!” scream that guy.

“It turns out you can't be loved, huh?” said their friend while trying to raise his fist towards Bondan.

Bondan had no time to escape.  A raw bogem landed on the face of his friend Imran.

Plok!

Bondan grimaced in pain after the surprise attack. Imran was flabbergasted because the sound of the bump was quite loud. However, a few seconds later Bondan became angry and went berserk. He attacked the man who attacked him blindly. No less than three blows landed heavily on the man's face. His friend who had fallen and will defend his friend did not escape the attack Bondan who was like an evil person. Imran also tried to escape from the stranded man's grip. With full power finally Imran can get off and put the horses in front of the man. However, seeing his two friends being beaten up by Bondan makes the man lose his nerve and apologizes to Bondan.

“Sorry, Mom! Please do not beat my friend again ..” shouted their friend who was still fresh fit.

The people who were around that place seemed to have understood the character of the three people. They did nothing at the sight of a fight between the two groups of teenagers. After the three men left then someone dared to approach Imran and Bondan.

“You okay, Dik?” reprimand the man in the officer's uniform at the place.

“We're both fine, Sir!” answer Bondan.

“You really are okay? Your face got bumped, right? It is better to immediately smear wasp oil. Later arrive home directly compressed warm water.”

“Iya, Sir!. Thank you.”

“So it's thugs here, Dik! Great, you two dare to fight them. They often annoy terminal visitors. There have been many victims of their slaughter. The police have been acting back and forth, but they still stubborn. You two better hurry home because they usually report to their friends. Later, afraid his friends do not accept and want to gang up on you both.”

“So yes, Sir? B-but, we still have business here.”

“Let's have his business postponed first. Your safety is much more important.”

Bondan and Imran look at each other.

“Where is this, Ndan?” whispered Imran.

“We have already come here when you want to retreat?” sahut Bondan's.

“How about they come again by bringing their friends?” Imran says.

“Im, you want to bring a jacket?” sahut Bondan's

“Bawa. Why?”

“We change our jackets. We're out of this terminal. How?”

“OK deh!”

They say goodbye to the terminal staff. The old man repeated his message to the two of them. They both just agree, but they already have other plans.

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