Jailangkung Party

47 Flashback Party Jailangkung volume 1

Arinda Princess Lubis is a lucky one. He was born carrying blessings and luck that anyone would envy. Beautiful face, clean yellow skin, round eyes and brilliant, tall slender, if he speaks he has a good voice heard, a crisp laugh and especially a sweet smile. 

Arinda Princess Lubis, has great parents. Academic and also social. His father was a doctor who held a doctorate. The mother was a successful schoolmaster. Kassanova High School is clear evidence of the success of the mother. Many were envious of being him. The only child of the family is educated and educated. 

But actually what happened in that palace was not as beautiful as they saw it. Like a castle on the outside looks magnificent and sturdy, but if you look directly into the yard, then what looks is an arid land with dead plants. Inside is a room full of dust. If the outside looks charming, then the inside looks gripping. That's what Princess Arinda Lubis really is.

This afternoon, he argued with his mother. A math teacher gave Arinda three months' worth of work, all lasting only sixty and seventy. Although not too bad, but in the eyes of the Lira this value is still embarrassing. 

"What's up with these numbers, Arinda?" tanya Lira snapped. Lira and Arinda were in the dining room. At the round dining table, Lira saw Arinda with ketus.

"But it was Arinda's hard work. The important thing is that it can't be zero, right?" bela Arinda's. 

"For me the value is ninety and one hundred, the rest is a mistake." explained Arinda with a higher tone.

"But I know honestly. I'm not cheating!" clearly Arinda with her tone. 

"That means you don't learn."

"I'm learning!"

"Then you're less active!"

"I'm active, I study with my friends too."

"Why do you think the results are like this, why can they be ninety or even a hundred. Why can't you."

"Because. because I don't know. I'm also confused why I'm not as smart as Mother and Father? Am I not your adopted son, huh?!"

"ARINDA!!"

Ajar who just arrived saw the commotion in the dining room.he looked at it for a while. The man's gaze was fixed on Lira. 

"Still imposing will on my son?" ask Ajar.

"He got the worst grade in his class."

 "Worse doesn't mean he's a failed child. There must be a value that makes him proud to be himself."

"Yes, art and sport. Two areas that won't make it work. What would he be if he just pulled out a light switch for two hours of lessons and painting wasn't clear." 

"My grades are also good in Indonesian lessons. I'm also the class president." Arinda tried to defend herself.

 "But that's not enough. This value of yours will not be able to enter any medical universias!"

"I never wanted to be a doctor, REMEMBER!!"

 "Have you, why is this house never quiet?!" kali Ajar protested.

 "Yes because you never care about your own child's future. I take care of everything." Lira started the drama.

 "Not that, I'm a lecturer, I understand more about the mindset of young people about the future."

 "Oo yes, because you do have a crush on students or college students?" Lira raises her eyebrows.

 "Here you go, I can't bear to hear you fighting either." thought Arinda. He left his parents who argued absurdly. 

Arinda climbed the stairs, entered her room and slammed the door hard. 

BLAM!!!

"Wrrs!! Mother is not finished...!!" shouted Lira from the first floor. 

The girl doesn't care. He put on earphones and turned on the music from the walkman. "Who cares? Many people who did not die because of school time can not mate-matika." murmured Arinda. He took a sweater, a purse and fell down.

"Where are you going?" tanya Lira looked at Arinda who looked neat.

"Come out, take a day off tomorrow" he replied.

"Why did you come out? It's already night." remembered Lira in an annoyed tone.

"Let him out, Sunday night too." so please.

"Yes that way you will come out all you want. Father and son are the same!" 

"Get me home if you only hear you're angry."

"HUST...!" Arinda grunted in annoyance. He knew that his father was more often nonngkrong outside or playing with fellow lecturers who taught on campus. No one's at home with a mother in a lira-like actor. 

He's going to Tito's house. It's more fun and more rame. Since childhood, Arinda has known all of Tito's sisters and he is quite close to them. But just a few steps out of the house, an incoming call rattled his phone. Arinda saw the name on it, Micah's Home.

"Yes Hello?" arinda's greeting received the call.

"Arinda you go to my house." take Micah.

"Okay, I happen to be at home too."

"Yes, here.. I'm the same with Santi. There was also Karin. But his son has gone first because there is a need." explained Micah.

"Oo that, what a pity. I'm gonna go get a snack. So make three people doang dong." said Arinda a little lethargic. "Wait for me." The call was over.

Arinda caught a glimpse of a yellow sedan car walking leisurely through the housing. An old woman in eccentric clothes came to Arinda's attention. I don't know why he doesn't like to see those grannies. Beside him was a man who was quite old in old Javanese clothes. The man sat on the steering bench and ran the car leisurely. There was so much distance between the two of them. Arinda's round eyes and the eccentric old lady stared at each other. The face immediately smiled towards Arinda and waved her hand. Arinda was a little uncomfortable with treating the grandmothers. He immediately turned his face away and pretended to be unconscious. 

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Arinda finally arrived at Micah's residence which was quite large and luxurious. His house was not this big. Ever since her mother remarried, Micah's simple life changed drastically. Micah's former house, which was only on the fence of greenery, has now changed its high black-painted iron. If there used to be a simple stall owned by his mother, now the house has luggage with two types of cars with a very expensive brand.

Arinda was quite happy with the new life Micah lived. At least he won't be in trouble and flooded again. But it turns out Micah himself does not like the new life he has. He has had strange dreams since he lived in the house. This is what Micah often told himself. 

After squeezing the bell and waiting for about a minute more, the girl finally entered as well. He and Micah were sitting in Micah's room. They exchanged stories. Arinda honestly discussed what she was debating with her mother today.

"So you're not easy. Not only at school, even at home you will meet Miss Lira" said Micah.

"Yes, if anyone wants to change positions with me, I'm ready." Arinda.

"Gue also did not want to even though he wanted to" Micah said with a small laugh. 

"Where can you sleep, how can you sleep?" ask Arinda. 

"It's still that way. I'll be asleep at nine and definitely wake up at three past fifteen minutes. Although I slept twelve or one o'clock, my eyes would automatically wake up at three to fifteen minutes." explained MIkha.

"Trus, what do you do with every waking?" ask Arinda again. 

"What then?" ask Arinda.

"Gue ain't sure, but last night, I had this writing on my diary." Micah immediately picked up his book and immediately opened the last page. Arinda. There is nothing strange; just a writing in black ink "hi Micah, this is papa:)"

"Crazy, there must be a crush." thought Arinda.

*"Then this." Micah looked at the next page. ****Don't be sad\, papa is fine. Sorry to always peek you wrote a diary huh. Papa feels your sadness." ***

*Mikha looks at the next page\, and Arinda reads; ****If you are happy\, papa must be happy. Take good care of your mama. Papa doesn't like Mr. Randi, either. He's a jerk and likes to cheat. Papa died for it. ***

"Ga maybe, this must be impossible. No dead man can write. Do you care when writing a diary? Don't be weird, Micah. Someone's fighting you." remember MIkha. 

"I want proof!" mikha looked pale. 

"Evidence what?"

"Call my papa's spirit."

"How?"

"Through Jailangkung."

"Through what?" asked Arinda not misheard, "Jailangkung? You mean that Jailangkung Doll?"

"Yes!  Karin is ready for her doll. But he was out hunting. Besides, Karin is not good either. AGue didn't tell him why. I told my problem to elo doang." explained Micah. 

"Why is that?" ask Arinda.

"You also shared a secret with me about your sister who committed suicide because of drugs and was three months pregnant. Let's keep it a secret, I also tell you my secret." explained Micah. "Gue also wants to take you, who knows you can call your brother and talk to him." 

"Ga will and g may. No dead person can be talked to." explained Arinda annoyed.

"Gue also did not want to believe until there was a writing like this in my diary."

"That must be a prankster."

"Ga know! That's why I want proof tonight."

"Two?"

"But with Bi Santi."

The young housekeeper came in. He carried a teddy bear that had been tied with two rulers measuring thirty inches. The paper describes two boxes with the answers Yes and No. Then the letters of the alphabet A to Z and the numbers 0 to nine. 

"Seriously?" ask Arinda.

"These dolls have Karin's blood stain, and I've fallen off my nail piece" Micah said.

"I've entered anu... former pembap lut." said mba Santi.

"UHHHH!!!" peekit Arinda's.

"That's more fishing said the mbok I lo mbak." said ART.

"Arinda, would you like to give me one or two strands of hair?" ask Micah. He handed the scissors to Arinda.

"Yes, let me cut it myself, said Arinda. He just scratched the end of his hair. Maybe only two or three inches from her long hair. And it can be said if the hair that he gave up a sick hair aka branched.

Santi's mother saw Arinda upset because she did not want to be invited to cooperate. "My hair is in trouble again. I have a lot of burden of mind. Or want my other hair, the rough one also exists." said Arinda defended himself. 

"L!!!" Arinda screams in pain. Micah pulled out a single strand of his hair. "Why did you force that anyway?"

"I'm sorry, Nda."

"As far as lo. But I still don't think it's gonna work. As long as I'm a dead man and a living man won't be able to meet again." Remember Arinda.

"Yes already, if for example succeeded mba Arinda must help me pure mgepel ya?" bargain mba santi while making a cudgel.

"Yes, if successful Mba Santi will be killed as he first." remember Arinda did not want to joke. "I should have stayed at Tito's house." thought Arinda inwardly. 

"Okay, let's play. We try it three times." proposes Micah.

"One time!" snapped Arinda.

"Fear of the Arindanya mba... fear yaaaaa?" mbak Santi even teases Arinda.

Arinda was emotionally disturbed. According to him, this one Household Assistant is quite outrageous. Thought Arinda, she forgot her position and who she was talking to. "Ga, I'm not scared at all. Do as you like." Arinda Kested. 

Micah's room lights are turned off. The lighting is only from a candle placed near them. It made the atmosphere even more tense. Arinda saw the doll. At first glance, he seems to know the doll. 

"Like that Tito can throw a bracelet at the market that night" Arinda thought inwardly. 

"Arinda hands, please hold this doll together." Micah asked.

**A spiritless archa, following Micah's will. He held the body of the doll that had deflated. Although in the cloth lamp, Arinda felt that there was a plastic texture that she felt in the belly of the doll. He immediately imagined the garbage of consumable pads. His stomach feels fucked. But his hand was immediately held with Micah's hand and Micah's assistant's hand.** 

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