The House of the Angker
Train Station
It didn't feel like almost the whole day I was sitting in a train, well after finishing my education in school I continued my studies at one of the state universities on the outskirts of the capital with some of my friends from the village.
My name is Saiful, but they call me "JAWIR" more, because of my habit of bathing in the sun when helping Bapake and Si Mbok in the rice fields.
"Woi Wir, let's go wes ape teko iki station" cried Beni one of my friends son Camat.
A quick look at the AL*A KW 12 watch which shows the time of almost half 2 in the morning, "monday station preparation", cried mas² porter.
"Alhamdulillah, nyampe also finally" I said in my heart.
the state of the station that was quite quiet made the five of us clingy well we five me, Beni, Andi the nerd, Reno the culprit & last Ujang the playboy.
Immediately we set foot into the mushola to rest for a moment to unwind.
"wir, wetengku luwe kancani golek manganese yok?" (my stomach laper temenin foraging yuk?) chirps the Andi.
"Yes let's not disturb wong turu ae" (ayo disturb people to sleep aja), we also walked down the train tracks looking for food stalls.
A few meters before the andi food stall arrives² nyeletuk "eh rec, kok goosebumps yo?" he said while rubbing his neck.
"iyo Ndi" said Beni and Reno together
"kuwi you know ono sing want to know Karo Ujang" (no one wants to know ujang) I replied lightly while pointing at the direction of the banana tree.
they also looked together in the direction I pointed, a woman with a beautiful face, with part of her face covered with dreadlocks with a smile spreading the scent of jasmine and blood.
"Wir piye's? (how) they asked simultaneously.
"Bak eat", cried Andi who had arrived first
"Yeah, what do you eat?" replied a 2-woman who appeared to come out from behind and we enjoyed our meal.
"The base is from outside the tho area?" ask one of them who is trying to get along.
"From East Java mbak" replied ujang while lighting his favorite cigarette.
"Owh, wong jowo tho keep ape nyang ngendi?" ask her mother again that we finally know her name mbak Sumi
"Anu mbak, ape lecture neng depok" (willing to study in depok) said the Reno who was still engrossed in his snacks.
"Don't ask can you?", I asked to interrupt.
"Kowe must meh takon mbak kunti sing njobo tho?"(you want to ask the problem of mbak kunti outside right?) said andi interrupted while grinning ala lumping horse, ha..ha.
"Udah do not talk about it serem", said mbak Sumi who had just listened to our chat and was busy with the gadget.
"Emang opoo mbak?" ask Andi curious.
"Engko in parani mas" (later in datengin mas) he said while holding his hair that might start to bristle.
"Sante wae mbak, ra do wedi ono si Jawir" (don't be afraid mbak) said Andi while throwing a banana peel at me.
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