LOVELY LAMINATINGRUM

CHAPTER 2, THE THREAT

I again tried to call Glewo again, it turns out that Hp he was active, Alhamdulillah the tone of the call was ringing may Glewo pick up my phone.

“Assalamualaikum, what is Gel” voice asked in the city of central Java

“Wo, your crew did not read the news on Fb ta, jajal cariken news on fb”

“There's opo Gel news, there's a band an kah” show

“Ooo isk arek iki, deloken used to die again, because of the song rapping again

jeh” my voice trembled when I said someone was dead again

“Sik does not lie in fb Gel, duh there is a problem what else makes it difficult ae song it” replied my friend in a panic voice

The phone call with Glewo was cut off, because I wanted him to see the news on Fb about a young man who killed himself by hearing our song NGERAP.

I took the HP charger, because the position of the hp battery that has stayed one box, I plug the hp charger into the socket on the wall of the living room.

I sat there imagining

whatever is written in the rapping song, I repeatedly examine this song, repeatedly also slowly I sing a song called this rapping.

But despite trying to understand the lyrics and tone of the song, there is still nothing strange about this song.

Maybe because there are two names in the song lyrics, INDAH LAMINATINGRUM and I GUSTI LUDAL SARI, whether the name is related to the death of these people.

I keep trying to figure out what

which makes them kill themselves, the more I think about that song ,

more and more it churned with my stomach.

Aaaaah stomach mules c*k, apparently thought the song caused stomach mules-mules, maybe my mag is being crushed.

I left for a moment Hp who was still in a state of charge in the rented living room, I focused on releasing the dirt in the stomach first.

enjoy the squat toilet, and in concentration to remove the dregs that make the stomach mules it something once.

Suddenly the sound of hp came back

it reads, c*K makes the concentration of ae disappear.

Haduuh surely Glewo call again iki, I let the sound of a continuous ringing sound, the important thing is to finish this celebration first.

Sometimes I am confused by the word HAJAT, because it has two different meanings

back between HAJATAN and THROW HAJAT.

While the word HAJAT itself means need, need or desire, even think of hajat anyway, not important I c*K!.

After finishing and finishing everything, I headed to the living room to pick up the HP that was in the process of charging earlier, it turns out there are some misscall of petro and hot as well

The first one I'll call is Ngot or Hot, the loudest guy in our band, but he's the most consistent and active for something.

“Opo ngot” I said briefly as if

if I didn't know there was news of suicide again after a few nad calls

“I called people do not know c*k, back and forth, many who call me Gel

jarene has another suicidal child because of our song c*k” said Ngot

“Iyo Ngot, me too, many miscall numbers that do not know enter , also many wa enter as well, but do not open all rec” I said

“Glewo, Petro, Blewah what's been mbok contact Gel” ask Ngot

“Glewo wis this morning , now deke again nyari information first, sing bener it how sakjane”

“Petro don't forget Gel, Blewah also” said Ngot

“Petro clock like you haven't woken up Ngot, opo maneh Blewah, lha you're listening to wake up early Ngot”

“Hehehe I know have not slept blas from semalem Gel, but the bar read the news iki, I wis can not sleep again Gel”

“Yo wis gel , I did not look for this news again disik” said Ngot then hung up the phone

I sat down again in a hard rented chair, but still more comfortable than nothing, my feelings more confused, what to do now.

Whether to go to S town and meet up with friends or whatever, I'm afraid that's a lot of messages from foreign numbers in Wa coming in.

But I didn't open it at all, because the number of all the messages in the incoming wa seemed to be threatening to all.

I have a plan to find out who is the mastermind of all this chaos, is this related to the occult, so that it can make the listener end his life?

This was the work of some radical groups who used our song lyrics to terrorize some desperate people.

I have to head to S town and gather friends as soon as possible to find something that resulted in the death of some people.

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“Gelangtir iki, many people who terrorized me c*k, by phone and Wa c*k” wa message from Glewo entered my hangpon just now

Haduh , why must it happen again, and the seriousness of this now dead millionaire influential child, do we have to report this case to the police, and be interrogated again?

But it is also useless, after we were interrogated yes told to go home, then the case returned to their respective families without any settlement like the previous case.

We lose everything, we're just ants fighting the giants, but we can't stand still, we have to move before there's another suicide by our song.

I have to go to S City now, have to meet up with my four band mates immediately and everything has to be resolved so that no more suicides happen.

“I will be leaving for S afternoon, meet in the rek” studio, I wrote in a group of four members, namely me, Glewo, Petro, and Ngot.

Glewo has answered, ”aku also otw now take the bus, later in the afternoon until the city of S”, petro has not answered, Ngot has not been sent , maybe Ngot is dead.

This morning a gloomy morning, I prepared some of my clothes for a few days, also I took the money from selling enough porridge for travel and food costs during the city of S.

Today I do not sell porridge, because of the death of the young man due to the song

we again, besides that I was also afraid to go on sale.

I fear that the road will be blocked by the millionaire thugs whose children died, even if I see my face is sad, but still lost my pet cat.

Or it's good that I sold it for a while around the housing complex, yes, because last night I cooked ijo bean porridge for sale in the morning, unfortunately if it has to be thrown away.

Well, I better sell it, but also afraid if there is a support at my place of sale, or better I do not show myself in public first morning until later in the afternoon?

“Gel, I'm not safe here, koyoke there's something wrong where I work, this is me just told my friend, said my friend, said, someone's looking for me like that thug” wa I received from Glewo again

“I did not enter Gel work, I'm afraid iki c*k” continued Glewo through the Walagi application

“Iyo Wo, I yo do not sell iki, I yo afraid also if there is someone nyanggong rek” I reply wa Glewo

I sat alone in an increasingly quiet rented, this rented area is a suburb, the population is not as crowded in the middle of M city.

Around this area there are many costs and rent that are average for odd jobs and traveling merchants, so that if the afternoon must be quiet here.

I was confused, this morning had to do and where, whether only to stay in the rented until the afternoon, or I had to go out somewhere.

My mind was in a frenzy, I was afraid that someone would support me in front of the alley or in my contract, but fortunately, the –kids I sold didn't know where I lived.

Point value for me, so no one can tell me where I live right now, I can relax a little.

Drrrtt....

My phone vibrated, foreign numbers appeared on the phone screen, anonymous numbers that I did not know, foreign numbers that from morning took turns calling.

About thirty seconds, the vibration hp has stopped, I will not lift the number I do not know for now .

Safer I just pick up the number that already has his name on the phone, parno rasannya if there is a foreign number calling.

Dddrr.....

One time the vibration is a message sign wa entry to hp, I peek at the message, without me opening the message in the application wa.

“Nyawa avenged..... ”

as soon as it was written in the short message wa, then I matched this wa number with a number that had called me several times.

It turned out to be true, that short message came from the number that just called me.

A terrible threat, a threat to kill me, or it could be a threat to my four friends as well.

It was a hot day on the contract and dozens of foreign numbers were terrorized, but there was not a single call I made.

I sat at the living room table, then I opened the laptop I was looking for news about the death of the millionaire boy who he said was the result of listening to us again.

One headline from a leading news portal, reporting the death of a millionaire child by hanging himself, and with our band song playing on his mp3.

Also reported, the millionaire did not want the police to intervene in the investigation of his son's death, with the reason that his son's life was calm in nature.

If the police don't want to intervene, it will be serious, because the millionaire will deploy his men to look for me and my friend.

And as a result, they managed to terrorize us with threatening wa and phone.

Can we report this threat to law enforcement officials?

Of course you can, but in the future, law enforcement officials will investigate us and the millionaire, as a result we will

increasingly terrorized.

After all during the investigation we had to be in the city, not be allowed to leave the city, what consequences?

Yeah, the easier it's for those millionaire messengers to get us.

It's not that we don't trust law enforcement here, but what I'm afraid of is that the millionaire's manpower moves faster than law enforcement.

Eventually we will all become vain victims of what we did not do.

Or we better escape, looking for a secluded place than in the city.

I think it's better, we better escape and stay in the village for a while.

I took the HP, then I called Petro in town S, the call to the petro hp still goes on several times, but finally he heard his voice too.

“Gel, the condition is more dangerous Gel, whether we should avoid ae

gel to the village where it is, while waiting for this case to subside Gel” said the voice

Petro

“You entered work did not Tro” ask

“Ndak Gel, my tamen this morning ngabari, they said someone was looking for me Gel, koyok thugs that's looking for me”

“Lho Glewo yo same koyok you Tro , he also did not dare to leave home”

Petro is currently working as a car polishing expert at a car salon in the city of S, besides that he also has a car buying and selling business.

As a result of this terror I, Glewo and Petro were forced not to find a fortune.

“I later in the afternoon to the city of S, we meet studio ae Tro, later we talk about what we should do next Tro” then I turn off the phone