Jailangkung Party

41. Aluminum Glass and Dozens of colored pencils

Fitri seemed confused by the scene that happened in front of him. It was as if he saw two bull boys eating voraciously. He was probably used to the first bull named Tito. Perhaps because he had known Tito for a long time, even more so in the mind of this pudgy-cheeked girl; it was only natural that a man ate a lot and was greedy. The thing is, he's not used to the second kind of bull, the skinny bull, small, innocent and weak-looking. Who else if not Merri who is spending one box of supplies and now is struggling to spend his third bowl of meatballs and two glasses of avocado juice.

“Crazy, you guys are again preparing for the race for seven dozen, yes?” gumam Fitri's. He offered an unfinished meatball bowl.

“Lu Ease?”ask Tito.

“See you guys eat cave suddenly so full.” Answer Fitri a little ketus.

Tito did not press Fitri. He pulled a bowl of meatballs Fitri “Make me only yes?” tanyanya who directly poured meatballs into her bowl. "The cave from last night has not eaten. This morning, too, had breakfast. The cave stayed up again. Very hungry!"

Fitri just glared at his eyes, astonished. “Oath for what? Why did you not sleep? Are you in ghost terror again M?” asked Fitri who whispered her voice. He did not want Micah's demonic terror to be heard by Merri.

“Hwaaaa!!” Merri belchawa besar. It made Fitri glare in shock. “Ups, sorry!” Merri closed her mouth. He felt guilty for making Fitri uncomfortable.

“Today how am I supposed to meet you guys? Karin why don't you enter anyway?” gerutu Fitri's.

“Hwaaa!!” this time it's from Tito.

“Tito!” bentak Fitri's. “Just know!”

 “The name is also out of eating.” Answer Tito. Fitri just pouted. He stared in annoyance at Tito and Merri alternately.

“Sorry padlock!” said Tito sincerely look at Fitri's face.

“Huft!” Fitri exhales in annoyance, “Today where, yes?” ask Fitri again. "Is he in Micah's ghost terror?" thought in the heart.

“Well that's the cave to ask you, Karin why don't you come in? Agus also did not enter, they truant huh?” tanya Tito was curious.

"Where do I know!" answer Fitri, “Trus Arinda permission where?”askalanya.

“Arinda's sick, she's not feeling well!” answer Tito. “Kalo I noticed bu kepsek also did not come, maybe they went to treatment.” Obviously Tito again.

“Arinda hurt what? Ga bad? And he's okay? I'm afraid he's like Micah. But-but, he ain't got bullied by M's ghost right?” tanya Fitri who berdubi-tubi. The last one he whispered his voice.

Fitri's last question made Merri flinch. He remembers the suatuhal.

“Hmm ga, don't know also sih.” Tito replied doubtfully.

“Iya!” replied Merri firmly. Tito immediately looked at Merri with a shocked look. He didn't believe that Merri would admit it. Likewise with Fitri who did not expect if Merri heard all the things he whispered.

“That means yes, yes what?” ask Fitri between sure and unsure.

“I want to ask you, did you ever play a weird game with Micah while he was alive?” ask Merri.

“What game?” ask Fitri.

“Spirit calling game or jailangkung.” Merri.

Fitri thought for a moment, he tried to remember interesting things while playing with Micah. “It doesn't seem to. Some of them know that I do not like ghosts.”remember Fitri. “But..!”

“But what?” tanya Merri and Tito almost simultaneously. Tito looked at Merri. The girl did not turn her head, she was more focused with Fitri's answer.

“So I told you that he and Micah want to play a challenging game.” Answer Fitri.

“What game?” ask Merri again.

“Ya, what game? You see Arinda said she played Jailangkung with Micah.” Obviously Tito.

“Seriously? Arinda main Jailangkung with Mikha?” Fitri hysterical. His voice was too loud that the people in the cafeteria noticed him.

“SSstt! Keep your voice, don't let the kids know. Can be *****I hung my mom!” remember Tito.

Fitri immediately exclaimed, "OOO SO SINETRON EPISODE JIN AND JUN LAST NIGHT ABOUT THE GHOST OF MBAH KAKUNG HUA HA I GA WATCH HA HA HA HA HA HA ..!” Fitri tries to trick people by going back to talking loudly.

“Huft I think there's a trance again?”

“It's noisy very kind of haunted class!”

The students refocused on their own activities. The haunted class, since the incident there are possessed class children, Karin who beat the girl's bathroom mirror and Merri's stall in the park during the punishment,

their class is directly on the stamp as a haunted class. But Tito and the others don't really care, except for some class children who feel offended if there are demons in their class.

Tito looked back at Merri and Fitri with a serious look. “It looks like we discussed in class only, here it is not safe.” Tito's Brief.

“Gue agrees!” yang Fitri who is also influenced by Merri. “You hunted pay for your food.” Fitri's Order.

“Lu?” ask Tito.

“The new cave eats two meatball seeds, the rest is eaten with the child godzila. So you pay!” fitri's orders at will.

“Basic!” Tito so sorry to have sabotaged this sigembul food, “Medit, nyesal also cave take your food. Medit medit medit!” Tito Gumam.

“Speed, rush hour break out?!” fitri's orders again.

“Iya bauble!” exclamation Tito.

Merri just smiled at the behavior of the two of them. These two guys are so much fun and comfortable. Usually he would see the colors and auras of people who usually harbored trouble or grudges. But it's different with Fitri and Tito. From the beginning they did not show any color, and that made it comfortable.

P.E.S.T.A. .J.A.I.L.A.N.G.K.U.N.G//

Kusuma rushed to his practice room which was underground. He provided several containers containing various kinds of strange objects. There were some leaves and bushes, red apples, a flower crown, frog legs and fresh meat.

He put the container on a table covered with green cloth. Then it also forms a circular line of red ink. The ink he tore by using a brush is quite large. Circle size

which he also painted quite large on the floor. Then she put the fire on the candle. The lights are out. In the dark, which was only in the light of the candle, Kusuma sat cross-legged in front of the table containing the sajen. He closed his eyes, set his breath and allowed himself to dissolve in silence and silence.

“In the darkness of the world untouched by any human. O keeper of the gate between life and death, let this man enter. By your permission and also your protection.” Bisik Kusuma's. He repeated it up to three times.

The wind blew gently touching Kusuma's cheek. The flames above the candle also swayed slowly. Then in a split second, the candle went out. The room immediately darkened, indicating that Kusuma had managed to enter the gate between life and death that could have taken his life.

P.E.S.T.A. .J.A.I.L.A.N.G.K.U.N.G//

DEG

DEG

“What feeling is this?” thought Merri.

“Merri hayoo game!” take Tito to call Merri.

“Lu since when is familiar with Merri?” think Fitri.

“Ntar, I'm clear in class!” answer Tito.

Merri hastened the pace. They walked back the three leisurely. But deep down inside Merri's heart, she was still curious about the strange feeling.

P.E.S.T.A. .J.A.I.L.A.N.G.K.U.N.G//

DEG

Arinda pressed her chest. His heart just beat so fast. He felt something strange that he felt. In that comfortable looking room, the girl's round eyes scrutinized all directions. He noticed if

there was something hiding in his room. But those bright brown eyes didn't catch any shadows.

“Who?” ask Arinda. There's no answer.

BRACKET

Klonteng...

Glasses made of aluminum containing dozens of colored pencils fell from Arinda's study table. It fell scattered. No wind or squirrels came in. The glass fell on its own.

Arinda immediately felt herself again threatened. The incident that happened last night traumatized him. He quickly descended the stairs following his parents who were in the middle room.

“Mother... dad!!” call Arinda.

His voice is not heard. Because the sound of his presence is immediately welcomed with the sound of classical music.

“Dad!” call Arinda again. He saw his father standing in the middle room. Her mother held her hand and they both danced. Arinda sees them a little strange.

“Not usually they are like this? anyways since when do you love classical music?” thought Arinda.

Arinda approached her parents who were dancing. As he pulled the hands of his father and mother, he realized that his parents had no face at all.

“GYAAA!!” arinda shouted back a few steps and fell in a state of sitting.

“You why, son?” tanya Ajar was worried with a flat face.

“This is for me to help!” The faceless lira stretched out her hand.

“Minggrirr!” Arinda brushed Lira's hand violently. “You're not my parents!!” yell Arinda. He ran out of the house with all his might. Unfortunately, his body immediately bumped into a pair of creatures wearing black robes.

“Gyaaa... don't take me, go y'all go!!!” snapped Arinda.

The creature lowered its cloak and revealed their faces that were very similar to the faces of its parents.

“What the fuck is this?” think Arinda surprised half ******.

“Arinda!” his body shivered in the embrace of Lira. Instead of being calm, Arinda's body shivered with fear. “She's here to mean well.” Lira.

“Do you mean well for what?” tanya Arinda shivered.

“Give your face to them, then you will be free.” Clear Teach.

“APA?!” Arinda took off the embrace of Lira and also Ajar. “I don't want to!! I don't want to!”

“Give! Give!” say Lira and Ajar simultaneously.

“No!” snapped Arinda. His wrists were held by both his parents and the black-robed creature.

Amidst Arinda's efforts, a cloaked creature entered. His body was not as tall as the two creatures that stole his mother's face. He walked up and approached Arinda.

Kling.sreeettt...

The sound of his footsteps slowly made Arinda see him. His eyes widened when he saw the two ankles in an iron bracelet tied with a large chain.

“Who are you?” ask Arinda.

The creature lowered its cloak. The pungent aroma immediately smelled from the broken skin of his face. Almost all of those faces were broken. Purulent and bloody.

“Arinda, help me... Give me your face!” lirih.

“Mikha!”

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Arinda sat down, she was in her room. Everyone he saw and surrounded him was gone. There's no one. Just as he held his face. Then he went in to look at her face. All the positions on his face were correct, one hundred percent nothing had changed.

“HAH!” sigh Arinda a little relieved. “That's a dream!” yells. He pressed his chest that was pounding very fast. He felt his heart pumping faster than usual.

“Dreams are terrible?!” he thought inwardly hugging the pillow tightly. Breath gasping. He tried to control the condition of his body so that this heart pumps nomally.

“What strange feeling is this?” thought Arinda.

The breeze blew gently rubbing his cheeks. Arinda shuddered. This feeling was exactly the same as how he felt when he had been dreamt. His eyes immediately turned to the aluminum glass containing

dozens of colored pencils. Sure enough, the glass fell in the same position as what he dreamed.

“No!” arinda's Ring. “Gue has to go from this house!” he thought again who rushed. He took a jacket hanging behind the door. Wearing sneakers and grabbing a bag of slingshots. For whatever reason, he had to talk about it with the right person, Merri and her mother.

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