Tumbar Jelangkung

Tumbar Jelangkung
Chapter 18



Chapter 18


Things get even more chaotic when the car alarm goes off alone with the lights on and the shrill tone makes everything in the car panic and closes its ears each. Dani grew even more frantic with cold sweat that flooded his forehead and body. Yoga looked at the back of the car, circling his gaze around the dark place with a frightened face. Tia who ensured the state of Yoga in the back bench did not experience anything, but the Yoga face was getting paler in the overwhelming fear.


"And, manhunt! And!!!" scream Tia.


Kuntilanak now seemed to want to attack the three of them. He sat on the branch of the banyan tree and stared intently at the young man in the car, especially at Yoga.


Yoga approached Dani and hit Dani on the shoulder several times.


"Come on and, spiel...!!"


"Adrrrghhhh!!!" Dani started the car with emotion. He himself panicked and messed up with the state of the car and his hysterical best friend.


Yoga did not want to open her eyes while Tia covered her ears with her hands. One jolt of the car key was ignited, finally succeeding as well. Suddenly the alarm that sounded on the car immediately stopped by itself. Yoga decided to open his eyes and look at the banyan tree branch in front of him, but he did not find the terrible figure there. Just as Yoga wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, his Yoga instinct told him to look back, and found that Kuntilanak already wanted to hit the red car.


"QUICK GO DAAAAANNNN!!!!!" Without the bus Dani directly stuck the gas without hesitation leaving the dark burial place.


The clock had shown at half-hour one night, the Yaris had already driven back on the bright Capital highway. The three friends who were in the car were unable to talk to each other. Calm down each of the events that have just been experienced by all of them.


The tension disappeared when Dani suddenly stopped her car. Dani turned her body behind the passenger seat. He stared at his friend who was already weakly sprawled in the passenger seat.


"Lo always makes trouble, Ga! And we both have to intervene for Lo!"


Yoga was surprised when he heard Dani's voice yelling at him. He straightened his body in the back seat.


While Tia again let out a long breath. His anger has now reached the limits of human patience.


"The two of you have to fight, huh? Go back to me first. It's up to both of you!"


Yoga who did not care about his friend shouted back to Dani. "Lo doesn't feel like me! Terrorized DEAD same doll Jelangkung!"


Dani and Tia are now surprised by the expression just uttered by Yoga. Suddenly their faces turned to fear.


"Hangkungs?" ask Dani can't believe it.


"LO PLAY THE HOOK?!" tanya Tia limp. He did not believe in Yoga who dared to play such a magical thing. "There is nothing lo, Ga." he said weakly to the point that only he could hear it.


Dani rubbed her face in shock, confused by Yoga's behavior. He was played with by Yoga. Then he took a breath and exhaled again. He opened the car door and walked towards the back car door where Yoga was. He opened the car door wide.


"Get out, Ga!"


Yoga can only be a.


Dani is powerless to pull the body of Yoga violently. "OUT!"


Yoga got out of the red car. He tried to take


breath as best I can, but it's getting stiffer. Dani slammed the door very hard.


"And! Are you crazy, huh? What the fuck is Lo?"


"Kristia Ningsih," said Dani raised her hand and pointed at Yoga with her index finger, "HE'S PLAYING HOOK, TIA! He played, yes he was alone!! If you want to keep him, it's up to Lo! I don't want to come!"


Dani looked towards Yoga in annoyance, "T**Lo!" Dani walked back into his car.


Yoga, who can do nothing, rests itself and holds only her claustrophobic chest. Tia was very confused by the current condition. He was completely out of words. He looked at Yoga with pity and then looked at Dani who was sitting quietly behind the wheel.


"And..," Tia's voice was weakly pleading, but Dani remained unmoved.


Tia's body seemed to be trembling, she rewinded her body away from Yoga standing up. He's getting closer to Dani's car. When he was forced, he got into the car and sat down next to Dani.


From the car window, Tia looked at Yoga with an apologetic look and promised that she would come again. Yoga turned his gaze to the asphalt, staring at his shoes. She did not want to look into Tia's eyes that were filled with compassion towards her. Yoga did not want to see the departure of his two best friends.


For five minutes, Yoga remained standing in place, glued frozen there. It was as if time was going very slowly. He could not think clearly, numb instantly when his best friend left him alone. He wandered without a definite direction, looking for a bright spot. Slowly walking under the dim light with a blank look stared at the speck of light ahead. In silence he wanted to give up on what happened to him before the full moon sank in the western horizon.


Meanwhile, in the car time is no less slow. Dani spurred his car quickly in silence between the two people inside.


Tia continued to look out the window, looking at the pitch of the night. Dani drives her car to another road, she does not turn her car towards Tia's house or her own house. Tia who saw someone walking in the dark of the night. His heart suddenly left his friend.


"We have to pick up Yoga, Dan," said Tia breaking the silence between the two of them.


"He?! I watch the ball!"


Tacit.


Tia could feel the speed of the car he was riding lowered his speed.


"And! We can't leave him that way!"


Long pause until Dani replied, "Lo want to gig as a result because he played Jelangkung? Yes, if you really play it, if not?"


Dani kept silent, not continuing. There was a heartache that followed the next sentence that Dani said. "Lo not sure what lies in Yoga continues?"


Tia took a long breath. "And, if he boong canal with us, it is impossible for us to continue from Junior High."


Dani was silent again. His heartache was slightly reduced. He tries to remember his old days with Yoga.. The yoga she had left alone on the edge of the pitch-black road.


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