GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 76: PREMONITIONS

My friends helped me stand up and took me to the side of the road. They were still in shock after seeing what had happened to me.

"Next time don't scare us like that, huh, Im?" gatot.

"I'm sorry for my carelessness, huh? And thank you for your concern for me" I replied.

"Nobody's sick, Im?" ask Dawn.

"Alhamdulillah, no, Jar," I replied with a smile.

While chatting with my friends, suddenly there was the sound of a car door opening and followed by footsteps heading towards us.

"Hey, you're tired of living, aren't you? Fortunately, the brake canvas is new. So, I can still avoid bumping into you. If not, surely your body has been crushed by the tire of the car," said the figure who just came it.

"Sir Mat?" pekikku surprised.

The other friends were also no less surprised by me.

"Sir Mat?" screech them slowly.

That time all I felt besides being surprised was fear. Afraid he was even more angry after knowing that what made him almost wretched was the student of Junior High School 01 Karangjati where he worked.

"It turns out you are? Wes .. wes .. angel if gini. You may not be careful on the road. If you do get hurt, what do I want to say to your parents? Fortunately, God still saved you just now" cried Mr. Mat in flames.

"I apologize profusely, sir. I was really khilaf earlier," I replied in a clear manner.

"Khilaf-Khilaf, it's good that you say khilaf! Not knowing my heart was almost dislodged," said Mr. Mat still with a tone of emotion.

I realize I am guilty. It is natural for Mr. Mat to be angry with me because the mistakes I made could be fatal. This time I have to keep quiet until Mr. Mat's emotions subside by themselves.

"You're okay but, right?" ask Mr. Mat then.

"No, Sir. I'm fine," I replied flatly.

"If it's okay, you should all go home soon!" shouted Mr. Mat then.

"alright, Sir. Thank you very much and once again I apologize for this incident," I said again.

Mr. Mat did not give an answer. From the look in his eyes he still holds anger towards the five of us.

"Can you go home by yourself? If you can't let me take you home," said Mr. Mat

"No, Mr. Mat. Thank you for your kindness. I'm fine, I can go home by myself" I replied.

I deliberately refused Mr. Mat's offer because in addition to my good condition, I also did not want to surprise my family at home.

"Yes, there's a hunt home. Also, your bike was hit by the roadside zinc," said Mr. Mat while pointing eastward. Sure enough, my bike was lying on the side of the road. In front of him was a sheet of zinc that had previously been used as a wall of camling posts that had not been used for a long time. Means the sound of 'brak' was produced by the collision between my bike with the zinc sheet that is now dented.

"Had the voice just been that loud" I thought.

Gatot picked up my bicycle by the side of the road and led it towards me.

"Something's broken, Tot?" my yelling.

"It looks safe, Im," Gatot replied as she checked every inch of my bike.

"Thank you a lot, Tot." I replied after receiving a bicycle from Gatot.

"Okay, get on your bike! If it is good, ntar let you just be delivered," said Gatot.

"OK on, Boss!" I answered while sitting on my BMX bike saddle.

My four friends and also Mr. Mat focused his gaze towards me.

"Friends, Mr. Mat, I go home first! Asalamualaikum," I shouted as I pedaled the bicycle leaving them.

"Valayevansalam .... Be careful on the road, Im. See you tomorrow at school" Fajar replied, waving his hand.

I also focused on my bike path. I don't want this to happen to me again. It turned out that the speed of my bike was normal, meaning that there were no parts damaged by the incident earlier.

The shadow of Mita's sinister figure suddenly flashed back in my mind. Because of seeing the appearance of Mita, I was almost hit by a four-wheel drive driven by Mr. Mat. At this time friends must be cycling to their homes. I myself was heading east towards the hamlet where I live. It just so happens that the road I went through was a bit quiet in broad daylight like this. Once it crossed my mind, how about in this quiet state, Mita suddenly came and hugged behind me? Ah, I threw away those bad thoughts.

Coinciding with Azan Zuhur's announcement, I arrived home. I saw my playmate, Parto was preparing for the mosque in her favorite pocket suit and checkered holster.

"Im, pray in the mosque, yuk?" he swooped up while walking towards me.

"Alright, To. But wait a minute, okay? I want to get ready first" I replied.

I rushed to the bathroom to wudu, after which I also changed my sarong and cocoa clothes, just like Parto.

"Sorry to keep you waiting a long time" I said.

"Come, leave! Fear of hunting began to pray the congregation," said Parto.

"Come on!" my answer.

We also walked to the mosque. A few steps away from my house, Giba Parto said, "Im, have you heard anything about Mbah Arni?"

"Not yet, what is To?" I asked back.

"That Arni is sick, Im" replied Parto.

"Oh yeah? What pain, To? I haven't heard from him in a long time" I replied.

"She said stomach pain. But for three days now Arni's stomach was not filled with food at all" replied Parto.

"God! You've come to see him, To?" my many.

"Yet. How about after we get home from the mosque to see him?" parto.

"Okay, I agree. O Allah, may Mbah Arni not be okay," I said.

"Aamiiiin ..," replied Parto.

We also arrived at the mosque and performed Zuhur prayer. According to the previous plan, after the prayer we both went to the house Mbah Arni. The door of Arni's house that afternoon happened to open.

"Assalamualaikum ..," said Parto and me.

"Waalaikumsalam ...," replied someone from within. Not the sound of Arni, but I like to know the owner of that voice.

It turns out that in the house Mbah Arni there are other people besides Mbah Arni.

"When will you come, Bulik?" I said to Mbah Arni's son-in-law I didn't see that for a long time.

"I came yesterday, Im. How are your mom and dad, are they healthy?" ask bulik.

"Alhamdulillah, father and mother healthy. Who told Bulik about the state of Mbah Arni?" ask me while walking into Mbah Arni's room.

"Nothing, Im. These few days, I suddenly miss Mak Arni, my mother-in-law. It just so happens that my husband has a duty out of town, all of you ask permission to visit Mak Arni. When I got here, I knew Mak Arni was sick. She said," replied bulik.

"Have you been given medicine, Bulik?" my many.

"I gave you honey and spices. He said it was a little good. Just wanted to eat porridge" replied bulik.

"Thank God then, Bulik. May Mbah Arni recover quickly," said Parto.

"Who's that, Nduk?" suddenly Mbah Arni woke up from the fall.

"Well, where's Mak Arni going? This is Imran and Parto coming to visit," replied bulik confused because his mother-in-law suddenly woke up and sat on the lip of the bed.

"I'm cured, Nduk. Imran and Parto have they made any drinks?" answer Mbah Arni.

"Yet, Mommy" replied bulik.

"Not bother, Bulik!" prevent me from going to the kitchen.

"They both like to drink warm coffee, Nduk. Just make it first! I miss them both. I haven't talked to the two of them in a long time" Arni said.

Bulik also walked to the kitchen, while Parto and I sat in a chair in Mbah Arni's room, after greeting her hand.

"Im, To, last night I was visited by Lastri and Cempaka," whispered Abi.

"I mean, last night Mbah Arni dream met Mbah Cempaka and Mbah Lastri?" tanyaku.

"No, Im. They came for real and stood here, at a time when I was grimacing in pain because of my illness," replied Mbah Arni in a serious tone while pointing to the empty spot next to her.

"What???" pekikku and Parto were surprised.

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