The Eye of the Spirit

Kunti Starving

Silent, silent there is only the sound of crickets and the occasional sound of mice squeaking, the clock tick shows the exact figure at 01.00 the atmosphere was already in the morning when Dira woke up from his sleep in a weakened state.

"Aaaahhh...Very lemes my body." lamented Dira woke up from her sleep.

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The sound of Dira's stomach calls clearly sounded worms protesting signs asking to be fed.

"Laperrs!" mooed Dira while holding her stomach.

"It feels like I wrapped around my stomach tonight, did I eat anything all day? Huh, you ogeb spirit! The spirit does not need to eat at will he does not care about my body. Robots just need to eat need to be charged to recover energy, he said, emang basic spirit does not know themselves if not because I have a promise and also request jutek ogah I pinjemin raga I for the spirit ogeb." grumbled Dira.

"God this dragon now where am I anyway?" dira exclaimed when he realized that he was not in his room.

Dira rose from his sleep and sat on the edge of the small bed, his gaze sweeping every corner of the room as well as the items in the room. The bead stalled on one photo on the study table.

"Who is this beautiful girl?" ask him to himself.

There were two neatly arranged frames on the study table, Dira took another photo and she immediately recognized the guy in the photo.

"Is this the Jutek's girlfriend?" one question reawakens his soul.

"Masbo lah. now I know this must be home whether it's a girlfriend's friend or who is sure jutek." monologue Dira.

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Back to have a stomach that asked to be filled.

Dira moved from his seat and walked closer to a small refrigerator in one corner of the room.

"Hopefully there is something I can eat other than raw meat" murmured Dira hoping.

So his hand mah not the refrigerator door when it looks limp.

"It's a person who has a room kere very anyway, cook refrigerator contents just water 3 bottles of the same ice cubes doang." grumbled Dira annoyed not get what is needed.

"Here you are, mending I drink from the dead tar of thirst as well." Dira's hand was stretched out to pick up one of the bottles of mineral water that was on the refrigerator door.

Glek glek glek..

Dira spent almost a bottle of water produced only a little.

"Aahhh, instantly full the same water as my stomach." monologue Dira while rubbing his stomach.

"Gue has to go home tonight" said Dira then snatched her school bag and came out of Dika's cousin's room.

Once out of the boarding house that looks like a 4th floor apartment, Dira walked gontai towards the gate. The atmosphere ahead of the morning without quiet does not seem one person passing by outside, as well as vehicles only occasionally passing through the traffic.

Sayup-sayup only heard the sound of dog relations and the sound of mouse great-grandchildren, Dira continued to walk fearlessly down the pitch at night before morning. Every now and then there is a motorbike or car that passes, it feels like Dira stopped to ask for a ride but he stopped for fear of not necessarily meeting a good and sincere person to help him.

The night air also began to feel cold piercing plus again this month is the month of December spatter began to fall without a jacket or hoodie as a protector of his body from the cold night Dira continues to walk.

"Damn it, really bother the spirit! Why also the spirit does not bring HP I really-gener ogeb tuh spirit!" gerutu Dira was upset.

When passing through a cemetery on the roadside, suddenly the feathers I was sitting Dira began to stand. Almost the pores all over his body stretched not speeding up his steps until he was not careful and stepped on a stone that made Dira fall down right in front of the grave gate that fenced trellis with trees a big acid in it.

"YESHOW!" peekkik Dira when his knee hit the road konblok.

"Hiiiii..ciiii.....,"

"Astaghfirullahaladzim! Allah Akbar!" shouted Dira so pleasantly caught the figure of kuntilanak standing right under the acid tree.

Dira rushed up from his position then walked quickly almost running as far away from the grave as possible.

"Astaghfiullah! Where do I go softlens! You crazy spirit!!" pekik Dira was upset when he remembered What Hapsari had done to him.

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"Laper," complained Dira as she felt her stomach twisting again.

Dira's eyes rounded excited when Indra kissed him smell typical delicious fried rice.

"Fried rice," muttered Dira then rushed back to breastfeed her concentrate the night to find the source of the smell of fried rice.

Not up to 5 minutes Dira found a fried rice vendor who sangkal on the side of the road was serving a buyer.

Dira walked while bending over holding back the hunger in her stomach and also the pain wrapped around. Her long hair covered part of her face. In a white dress and cream leggings make Dira look like a walking sickle.

"Bang, ask to make the fried rice." Dira's voice was almost inaudible because of his limp due to not eating all day.

"Yes Neng, wait a minute" said the brother of the fried rice seller without looking at Dira.

"Kok suddenly fur kuduk I stood up Yes Bang ya." said buying fried rice that stood right in front of Dira.

"Kasua Mas, the area here mah sometimes like there is aja ignorant," with the rest of the fried rice Abang replied.

"What's bother usually Bang?" ask the curious buyer while rubbing his nape.

"Typically it's kind of like Kunti that they sometimes like starving for fried rice said the seller who yesterday I was only two days changing him Mas. But all this time I have never found it may be just a myth of Mas." explained the fried rice seller who still looks young while busy frying fried rice ordered by the customer.

"Hhhffff." Dira exhaled his breath to expel the cold morning air that pierced his skin.

"Kok feel there's a nape my nape ya bang?" the buyer said as he rubbed his neck.

the fried rice merchant had finished cooking the fried rice ordered by the male buyer who was standing in front of Dira.

Once finished pouring fried rice on the rice paper the fried rice seller had looked at Dira and the two looked at each other.

"Kun...Kun...kuntiiill!" the fried rice merchant shouted in shock as he looked at Dira who was staring intently at him with her face almost covered in part of her long hair.

The fried rice merchant immediately threw the fryer in his hand and ran away from his wagon.

"Aaaa..aaahh.." The guy who bought the fried rice looks like his body is shaking even his voice too.

Slowly he turned his body, and as soon as his face and Dira's face faced each other the boy's eyes immediately glared with gaping mouth.

"Ha... Han.. Huuuuuu!!" said the guy immediately guided his bike as quickly as possible leaving Dira who looked at the two people in wonder.

"Astajim, when I was beautiful I thought it was a ghost." muttered Dira while shaking her head.

"Darling nasgor, let alone stomach I'm again acute laper. Sorry bang debt first yes ntar if this way I pay, suer," promised Dira.

With a very lustful Dira eat fried rice and spend it.