THE MENTARI FOR ESTUARY SEASON 2

CHAPTER 36, THE STORY OF THE SIOCERER (MYSTERY OF THE CURSED BUILDING, PART 2)

“Bang, siomanya one, yes, use the same eggs as potatoes, you know, cabbage same bitter not need,” said a girl while sitting in the cement chair of the office courtyard D FM.

“Iya Mbak Hani, how are you?” ask the siomai seller while starting to concoct Hanum's order. Yeah, it's Hanum, don't be surprised. After two weeks of recovery, the girl returned to work. And it's Saturday, so it's time for him to fill out the Curse Zone, and as always, his on-duty friend is Sammy. But judging and weighing the events of yesterday (and on many other considerations as well), finally, Yura decided to hire a new operator again to be a friend of Sammy, his name is Alif.

“Okay, mas, wah lama also I did not come here,” said Hanum while smiling cheerfully.

“Iya mbak, but mbak already healed tho now? Well, not dear, surely the listeners are very happy now mbak already back broadcast again.” he said sincerely.

“Iya mas, alhamdulillah..” timpal Hanum.

“But mbak, why not wait until the new building is completed anyway, just broadcast again?” ask the siomai builder curious.

“New building? Meaning?” Hanum doesn't understand.

“Kan radio wants to move its location, mbak, to a new place, because here it is already uncomfortable and not very safe..” said siomai again.

“What do you mean, huh? I am still confused?” Hanum scratched his head.

“The incident on Friday night the other day was mbak, actually it has happened before too, the same other people but. And luckily the incident happened to mbak, mbak just injured, not until death.”.

“Aiiih, should anyone die?” Hanum. Automatic, the chew on the delicious siomai stopped.

“Long Mbak Hani, the story. And I think, mending mbak ask the same Mbak Yura aja deh, he who has more power to tell this..” said the siomai.

“Yowes, ah, so it feels even more mysterious yes.” said Hanum. Siomai cumah laughed.

***

Hanum entered his boarding house tired. Inside, there is Riana who is fun to be tenacious on the sofa.

“Night mbak..” saya Hanum.

“Oh, hey, dear night... Did you maem belom?” riana asked as she welcomed Hanum.

“Not yet, I am confused what to eat..” replied Hanum.

“Mbak orderin, deh, coincidentally mbak also laper..” said Riana. Hanum nodded.

“These boys no one here ta?” ask Hanum again.

“On nge-job right... Yowes, this is delicious kethok-e fried rice, order is yes?” Riana asked for approval.

“Yowes ra popo... While waiting for an order, I want to tell you.” Hanum.

“Eh, what?” Riana curious.

“Ngerti Mas Rafik a?” ask Hanum.

“Heh? Sopo?” Riana surprised.

“Kae, siomai handyman nang ngarepan office..”

“Weh, how to know jenenge stuff?” Riana wonder.

“La wonge introduce himself kok want, besides dek-e kan sing pas iko nolong me, fitting tragedy iku you know.”.

“Oalah iyo. Continue, ngopo mas-mas siomai handyman?” ask Riana.

“Yes no, he had a story that the building was haunted, and he said there was a broadcaster D who was also involved in a tragedy like me, even to the death.”.

“Aiii? Yoopo ceritane?” Riana curious.

“That's it, the mysterious pretender, jarene let Mbak Yura aja who told me, he said more authority.”.

“Ya ojok nang office, even marai fishing creatures-e metu ngko, nek gelem invite Mbak Yu to meet aja, whereaa so.” proposed Hanum.

“It can also... But how is it? My analysis still has something to do with Yura you know.” Riana said.

“Ck, mbaaak, you are mostly watching horror movies what thriller is, live as plot twist it ta?” Hanum laughing.

“I mean, he's not the culprit, but I've forgotten that Yura tuh India uh, indigo. And I think he knows almost all the background of our radio building, but he's under threat.”.

“Whose threat?” ask Hanum.

“The threat of waiting for the building... Who knows, right?”

“Mbuh, think later ae wes, sniff me up..” Hanum put his shoulders together, Riana agreed.

***

Meanwhile, at Yura's residence...

“Sleep, baby, it's been the night. Look, Adam was already booby, right,” persuaded the husband who saw his wife who just daydream and stared blankly into the dark sky out there.

“I'm scared, J...” Og Yura.

“Sayang... There will be me, what else are you afraid of?” ask Jeremy gently.

“You know, right, about my ability on this one, about my ability that makes me always said less sane the same temen-men, every day, almost 24 hours?” asked Yura in despair.

“Iya Yu, I really want, it is also what makes you ultimately decide to close yourself, distance yourself from the circle of friendship at school, and, instead focus on participating in martial arts and tau-tau participate in the championship and immediately win.” replied Jeremy while smiling, reminiscing about every moment that happened since they were still Junior High.

“Ah, I can’t forget that moment, until there is a boy, white + end did he send the same editor of the school to interview me right?” Yura laughed, leaning spoiled on her husband's shoulder.

“Ya ALLAH jan, ngisin-ngisini tenan yo pas iko dear..” Jeremy grimaces.

“Ih, the problem really isn't that J... I have always had a vision (vision), which has been non-existent lately.” complained Yura.

“Soal?”

“Yes, the picture is always about the building terbakkar, the same as a woman covered in fire..”.

“Weh, how come?” Jeremy shuddered in horror.

“Kandiani really, I haven't had a crush lately..”.

“Oh yes, does that ability make you able to communicate with them as well? Why don't you just ask her what she wants again neror you now?” jeremy's Proposal.

“Hmm, this is what I'm afraid of, J, if I open myself again to them, my life may not be calm anymore... All these years I tried to coexist without interacting with them, all those years I tried to be uncaring and stay sane, even though sometimes I squirm little children out of nowhere the streets around me, pale-faced women, and others.”.

“Eh wait, where do you squirm?” ask Jeremy.

“Yes everywhere, in this house too... This is again a former Dutch heritage house.”.

“Gak matane dear, ojok meden-medeni ta!” jeremy exclaimed as he got closer to his wife.

“Lho, who was it..” said Yura with a sinless face.

“I'm just it, yes it does not need to be described also Iang.” said Jeremy Geregetan.

“Maap if so, I am the reflex.” Yura nyengir's. And it can't make Jeremy not tickle his wife's slender waist. Aduuuuh already, still this scene must be ended with the inscription “to be continued” aka connected. From the end of the author is beaten up by single readers, right...

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I deliberately uploaded today so that it is less than one part, so I can focus on posting again. Yeiy!