HOGGY

THE FATE OF NYAI KUNTI

This story begins with a pandemic who began to rule the lela. Many factory employees have to accept the impact. One of them, they must be willing and resigned to accept the PHK that is done by the company for the stability of the company.

And so is Andri. He is one of the employees in a company that must be willing to accept forced HK. And now causes himself to be a successful unemployment in his village.

At the age of 35 years. Little hope for him to reapply to get a new job, especially in pandemic times like this.

Until terbesit in his heart and mind to slam the steering wheel to become an online Ojek.

"Yes .. I just try, who knows this work can increase my kitchen income." murmured Andri while looking at his two children who have now fallen asleep with his wife.

He did not want to wake his wife and children. Andri is now walking the bike until quite far from the front of his house.

"Where is andri going?" ask Mr. RT Ahmad.

"Oh, Mr. RT. Usual Sir. I want to ngojek first, who knows the night many orders." replied Andri while menstater his motorbike.

"Let's take Mr. Rt." said Andri as he drove his motorbike to the place to the crowd.

Alhamdulillah. That night, Andri's sustenance in his maiden ngojek smoothly jaya and in the flood of orders from within the GoJolnya application.

"Wah ... very liquid noh ndri tonight." said Tarno fellow GoJolnya handyman.

"Yes, Mas Tarno. Alhamdulilah." he replied.

While waiting for the order notification to appear on their mobile phone. Andri together with two friends who work together, was seen talking about the mystery story in the experience of Zafier friends who are still one profession with him.

"What's right, Tarno?" ask David who is interested in the mystery chatter.

"Yes, Dri. Until the Zafier pissed on his motorcycle seat." replied Mas Tarno who even made Andri with one of his friends again laugh funny to hear it.

Tarno opened his phone. And look at the clock already showing at 00:15.

"Dri, sorry. I want to take it home first. Tomorrow there is an order to the market." said Mas tarno.

"Okay mas, be careful on the road." replied Andri who saw Tarno began to leave him.

"Dri, if so. I also want to revoke first." said one friend Andri following Tarno.

Stop leaving Andri himself who is still sitting on a motorcycle that is standardised both.

Andri took the phone out of his jacket pocket and checked the clock on his phone screen.

"Well at one o'clock in the night, did I pull it back?" andri asked himself.

Andri circulates the view towards the road that will be minimal illumination.

"Lah ... turn around." Andri menstater motorbike and now began to drive towards his home.

All the way home was cold, lonely and gripping. But all that did not make Andri undo his intention to continue to go to his home.

Dretc ... Dretc ... Dretc ...

The phone in Andri's jacket pocket suddenly vibrated, and forced Andri to pull over and immediately check the notification.

"Well .. order!" Andri was shocked and happy.

How not to be happy, because the purpose of the order is quite far and the cost is enough to buy 5 dus milk bebelac his son.

"Take it, it's better than lumanyun." Andri accelerates the speed of his motorbike to the location of the passenger who booked GoJol services himself.

From distance. Andri could already see a beautiful woman with curly hair typical of her dutch salon, already standing while waving at her.

"That's it." murmured Andri while pulling the bike over.

"Night mba." said Andri kindly.

"Night also mas Andri handsome." the passenger said hello.

"Come, mba up. Let me take you to the destination" said Andri who was graciously embraced by his beautiful passengers.

The passenger is now sitting on his side with his hands slanted on Andri's stomach as a handle.

"Bismil was bornohmanirohim .. depart." said Andri while passing his motorcycle.

"Mba ... Where did it end? how come this time just came home?" andri asked to break the silence between them.

The beautiful girl brushed her hair before answering a question from Andri the GoJol.

"Regular .. mas. Exhausted." he replied a little shrewd and stingy. But it can still be heard clearly in the ears of Andri who drives his motorbike.

"Ouw .. shangkal anyway." Andri nodded in understanding.

The location to which the passenger was headed was now in front of the eye. Andri pulled off the motorbike and turned off the machine while waiting for the passenger to get off and give his fare.

Andri was still staring in surprise at the passenger, who suddenly cried in front of him.

Andri bravely stepped over and then pulled her hair to make sure.

Allahu akbar ...

Andri was surprised to find out that the passenger now has a very bad face. Andri opened the motorcycle seat and took the vanbel former motor that had been disconnected.

And now the passenger turned into a kuntilanak figure in white with long hair to the ground.

Hiccup ...Hiccup ....Hic...

The Kuntilanak laughed and hoped Andri would run away after hearing that.

Not afraid, Andri even more furious made. And without aba anymore. Andri immediately snatched and made his former Vanbel into a whip weapon for him.

"Awwwww ... Pardon bang, pardon ..." pekik nyi kunti.

Instead of listening stop her doing it. Andri now even strangled the neck of the kunti nyi with Vanbel and then dragged it to a brighter place.

"Bang gollynn. It's a pain." Nyi kunti begged for Andri's mercy.

"Pay no loh!" snarled Andri who was not afraid of him.

"Bang .. I am a demon." explained nyi kunti.

Andri looked sharply with a very fierce face.

"Certain .. if you are a demon! I have to say that WoW, while koprol." Andri grabbed the hair of nyi kunti and followed it like a kebo in the rice field.

From distance. Security guard housing saw Andri who is still exciting and fun to beat Nyi kunti.

He immediately ran over with a hand that was ready to take pictures with his cellphone.

CUT ...

The Security exclaimed at the two of them who were now looking at him.

Nyi Kunti ran over to the Security asking for help for the cruel torture that Andri did, like the KDRT that is often reported on the glass screen.

"What the hell Loh, hold the hands of the Cave. Sok know very well." said Sang Security while brushing off his hand that did not want to be held by Nyi Kunti.

"The cruel step of this fate." Inner Nyi kunti while turning towards Andri who was already laughing and ready to torture him.

With the rest of his energy and power. Nyi Kunti is now trying to fly away from Andri and Security who have started recording videos to upload on his youtube blog.

"Hayooo ... Where are you going?" Andri managed to hold onto Nyi kunti's clothes that had been floating above the air.

And with all his might. Andri immediately pulled Nyi kunti to immediately descend back to the ground.

Wekkkk ....

White clothes that Kuntilanak usually wear. Now must be released because Andri pulled it as hard as he could.

"Ouwhh .. no." screamed Nyi kunti who now does not use a piece of clothing.

"Wah .. will Viral this." said the Security while inviting Andri bertos ria.

Andri who was not satisfied with his anger. Now he tickled the stomach of Nyi Kunti until he fainted because he could not hold the gel.