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Chapter 8: Friend Ronda

There was a middle-aged man in a rural village. His name is Parjo.

Today happens to be Parjo's schedule patrolling. Parjo will be in charge of patrolling together

3 Other people. Because now the time has shown at 11 p.m,

Parjo was ready to go patrolling.

Distance between his home

with a little bit good post. To get to the patrol station, Parjo

must pass through many towering trees. One of them

it is a banyan tree close to the kali, and also a bamboo tree

close to a small field. From there, Parjo still has to

walk straight for about 200 meters, then he will arrive at the post

patrolman.

While walking towards the post, Parjo looked around.

It was like there were no signs of life. Feels lonely. Terribly

deserted. But for Parjo this is normal. He wants to expect things

whahuh? It's been 11 more nights. It is also in a village

hinterlands. This is what he will get when he comes out in the middle

nightly. Moreover, it rained heavily earlier. And a little speck of rain

still flirting at the moment. The night mood becomes more pronounced

reposeful. But Parjo was careless and continued on his way.

The parjo who continues his journey will now pass the banyan tree near

times. While putting his hands into his pants pocket, Parjo too

look around. He found nothing. Citizen's houses

the vicinity is locked tight. There were no people he could meet

just there. There was only a large banyan tree, where the leaves were lush

like dancing in the night wind. Also a time under the bridge

the water is flowing because after the rain.

Then Parjo continued his steps. Now he will pass the bamboo trees close by

small field. While reaching for the lighter in his pants, Parjo too

lighting cigarettes. He casually passed through the bamboo trees there

while passing his cigarette. Parjo didn't find anything here either. Only

there was himself who left footprints on the path.

Even if there was something else, it was the sound of crickets coming from

the bamboo tree. Also the sound of frogs that are mutually unpretentious from the direction

the grass field opposite him.

More or less that's all Parjo can find along the way. Until finally, Parjo arrived at the patrol post.

Parjo who had arrived at the patrol post also shook his head. He saw the post

ronda is still in a state of loneliness, all her fellow Rondanya has not been

come by. Disappointed, Parjo was a bit disappointed. But, how about

any more? Parjo just needs to wait at the post until his other spouses

come later.

Because it feels lonely, Parjo berinistif for

turn on the radio in the patrol station. The radio itself is kept in

in a small room. Where the keys to the room are tucked in one of the

post section ronda. Parjo himself knows where the key is, he

quick pick it. Then open up a small room there and take

radios. Then Parjo turned on the radio.

The atmosphere around Parjo is now not too quiet, there is a radio sound that lights up in the

nearby. Parjo keeps trying to play the radio tuner and stops when

got the broadcast of Tembang Jawa. Now the radio is chanting Java.

Parjo is still sitting alone at the patrol station. He also sang together

with the radio voice that accompanied him. Making a little rain crackle sound in

it sounds faint. And it continues until

some moments. Finally, one of his friends came.

Parjo knew that his partner who came was Darmo, although his friend was still

it's at the end of the road, emerging from the darkness of the night. Postures

his body is a bit thick, has thick hair and a typical way of walking.

That's what makes Parjo recognize Darmo even from a distance. And Darmo

slowly moving closer.

"Mad sleep?" Parjo asked jokingly when Darmo finally reached the post.

So far, Parjo knows Darmo well. So if there is one

the thing that stuck Parjo felt, it was Darmo who

today it looks a bit pale. I don't know, Parjo knows that Darmo

is a hard worker, maybe Darmo is just tired and sleep-deprived.

schedule patrol, there are still 2 more people who have not come. Because of that,

Parjo chooses to remain at the patrol post until the other two arrive

later. Moreover, now the atmosphere can be more melted because there is a Darmo

accompanied him. Parjo also began to invite Darmo to chat. And still

accompanied by a radio voice that develops Javanese songs.

On the sidelines of the chat, Parjo blurted, "Mas, are you afraid of demons?" Ask

Parjo joking. The question just now also just appeared in the head

Parjo, as he feels Darmo looks like a demon because of his

pale and expressionless.

Darmo who sat opposite Parjo did not respond to him excessively. Darmo just shook his head slowly.

Actually Parjo felt strange from now on. The Darmo he knew felt much more

attractively. But tonight, it feels like Darmo is too calm. Even his friend

it had all along only nodded or shook his head when asked. Because

that, Parjo was curious and asked again, "You're sick again mas?" Ask

Parjo on Darmo.

Again, Darmo just shook

her head. Parjo also felt strange about his behavior. Parjo starts

felt something awkward with Darmo gelagat, let alone plus his face

the pale and expressionless. But to outsmart the atmosphere, Parjo

grab a cigarette pack and take the lighter out of his pocket. Then Parjo

started smoking a few times.

The mood became quiet

momentary. No conversation came out of the two. Parjo or Darmo

each silent. Darmo breaks the silence with

asked, "Parjo, are you afraid of not being the same pocong?" tanya Darmo with

pale face.

The parjo who was sitting cross-legged was silent for a moment. It

trying to think of something. Then Parjo replied, "If my example

say not scared?"

Hearing that answer, Darmo simply shook his head expressionlessly.

Then Parjo continued, "Certainly, if I say how scared?" Parjo asked Darmo who was looking at him coldly.

Hearing Parjo's words just now, Darmo now grinned with his pale face.

Parjo seemed to have started to realize something. He began to understand the strange

what happened to Darmo. To ascertain the truth, Parjo

ask again, "Mas, tomorrow I want to lend you a fishing rod. Wanted

didn't you?" Parjo asked Darmo who had been staring at him without

blinked.

There was a basic reason why Parjo asked just now.

Parjo knows that Darmo loves fishing. Even the Darmo

about to fish, he will meet Parjo, then borrow Parjo fishing bait

by force. But Parjo always refused because his lure was good

and expensive. So supposedly, his offer just now would have made Darmo

being sumringah.

The parjo who was waiting for Darmo's answer started somewhat

a little creepy, when the rain began to fall more heavily, coupled with

tembang Jawa from the radio that has changed songs. And Parjo was made

more shudder, when Darmo.

Parjo knows what's really going on. The Darmo he was facing

now it's not the real Darmo. It was just right from that point

clumsy. Feeling enough, Parjo immediately stood up and went home.

When Parjo had gone to walk back to the post, Darmo who he

leave it at the patrol post too, calling him in slow intonation, "Parjo, please,

your matches are missing."

The conscious parjo is called,

trying to look slowly back. When his face turned, Parjo

he immediately ran away in fear. Because, the figure of Darmo

from then on accompanied him, now turned into a pocong.

END.

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