The House in the Middle of Sawah
The kunyuk and the stone-hearted bujang
Monday 04 April morning.
I remember Febi's birthday today. I also remember him inviting me to eat at the Oslo steak with a short message he sent me a few days ago. However, what most makes this date special is that the Sogo Girl account lists this date as her date of birth in her eF be bio. The account that was the cause of Erni's origin stayed away from me.
I suspect Febi has this account, although I don't have any evidence of it yet. But there is doubt in my suspicions that if Febi did send the photo to Hasan, who did the photograph?
Drttt Drttt Drttt
My HP lying on top of the storefront shook. I was just lounging in the store this morning. There are no school hours and no broadcast schedule either. I took it and I saw HP, on the screen was seen the name of the contact "si kunyuk" who called. Why is Irul early in the morning has disturbed people daydreaming.
"Hallo nyuk, what is it?", I immediately nyerocos as soon as the button with the green color phone I push.
"Kangen nyuukkkk", Irul's voice, sounds spoiled.
"Iiihh. .jijiikk, huwweekkk zooorr ", I am disgusted, disgusted.
"Ha . .h .h . .h . .", there was the sound of laughter of the Irul's kunyuk.
"Invited by Febi not to eat?", Irul asked me.
"Yes, but then I'll follow what I don't" I answered flatly.
"Lhah, tumben . .usually the case of free good food at the most cepet you", Irul's voice sounded soft.
"Again males met people who practice nyukk. . I'll have another plan later", I did not respond too much to Irul's jokes.
"Serius amiiitt hadeh, where are you going? Can you follow?", Irul whines.
"It may be, but there's a condition . . ."
"What the hell?", Irul sounded curious.
"You're on the cue, don't ask too many questions, it won't be obvious", I continued my sentence full of emphasis.
"Huh? Okay", Irul said, and then I hung up.
I have other plans today. For five days, my family and I stayed in the store. It is unclear when we will return home. Ibuk and I did not have enough courage to ask or protest your decision. This afternoon I plan to return home. I had to investigate who and what purpose the people were in my house that night. If Irul wants to come along even coincidentally, there is his friend, I am not alone. Even though it was daytime I was still afraid to think of Lik Jo throwing her head at me. Hii . . .I returned shuddering in horror.
"Why are you Dan?", Mother suddenly got behind me, breaking my daydream.
"Eh Ibuk, anu. .this, find wangsit", I mringis.
"Hmmm, mentang-about ne shaman granddaughter famous, early in the morning looking for wangsit", Ibuk shook his head and stepped away, letting me who was busy daydreaming.
What was conveyed Ibuk actually also, Mbah Kadir famous shaman. I am sure, my Mother is the key to all the strangeness that befalls me. But how can you have a good conversation with Mbah Mbah temperament one that? For me both Mbah Kadir and Bapak are people of the same type. Hard to talk to.
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Arriving at the Palace of the kunyuk dragon throw fruit Khoirul Anam aka Irul, I explained my plan this afternoon. I also recounted the experience of being thrown head-butt by Dedemit Lik Jo.
"Haseemm, horrified, I'm serious about it?", Irul still half-believed my story.
"Subah suwer, I do not lie, dare samber gledek continue to be a gundala deh if I lie", I reassured Irul.
"Hiii, it's getting weird at home. Just stay why the hell? Buy a new house what cake is like", Irul looks trying to give advice. I let out a breath.
"So bad, you think my family's money is as much as yours?", I shook Irul's head, a little irritated.
"Jude, just stay in the store. Mosok wants to go back to that house. Far away from the neighbors, I swear I'm a coy cringe", Irul shuddered, coming closer to me.
"Yuk, you realize no, I've lived there nineteen years more, delicious and comfortable. Then why suddenly the experiment now strange events alternating kayak gini? There must be something, my instinct says so", I encourage Irul not to stick to me.
"Teruuss?", Irul grinned.
"I have to find out anyway, I have to get an answer, why be like this, any way", I said convincingly.
"Yaudin, uh jaudah, later it will not be peaceful, but after that we join the show ne Febi yak", Irul flickers at me.
"Don't you know, really want to join Febi's show?", I'm still reluctant to connect with Febi basically.
"He said that the friends of Febi, BK's son, many came. Saucy coy", Irul cengengesan.
"Based on the hairy crocodile kunyuk", I was really lazy to meet Febi but it was also difficult not to agree with my best friend's request this one.
"What time is Febi's event?", I finally gave up, I will follow the invitation of Irul.
"Hoah nyuk, even though you are disappointed with him, angry with him, but mbok ya eling, he was our friend. He did all that because he has a crush on you, O stone-hearted bachelor", Irul patted my shoulder.
"If he SMS mbok yes dales, the phone is lifted. Being able to know if there is a friend who did not attend the event at what time, that is", Irul continued his lecture.
"Kok so turn on me nyuk. Febi you're wrong, you don't support me?", I'm getting annoyed.
"Well, I know Febi was wrong. But everyone must have it wrong. Try if it turns out I did you wrong, will you not forgive me nyuk?", Irul raised both eyebrows.
"What are you wrong with me?", I narrowed my eyes.
"Au ah, let's go, Febi's show at four in the afternoon at Oslo steak", Irul turned his eyes. Maybe he was too lazy to argue with me, or maybe he had a mistake hidden from me.
The afternoon of April was really hot. There is not a single drop of water that falls to the surface of the earth. I and Irul prepared to challenge the heat of the air this afternoon, heading to the coral village of Kencana sub-district. Who was at my house that night? At least I have to make sure there's something different about my house when we leave these five days. Thursday wage malem friday kliwon tolu, as said by Mr. Ndori the SPBU officer, Kencana area is widely used as a ritual place, could one of them be my home? Right now it's prejudice that I think is closest to the truth.
