ALAS ROBAN [END ]
GOODBYE [END ]

At home, neighbors and relatives have prepared everything necessary. When Azam's body reached home, immediately bathed and then polished. I don't know how many times Azam's mother fainted. It is certainly not easy to accept the fact that his dearly beloved son has died. Bima could only wipe her own tears looking at the sadness of Azam's mother.

"Zam.I still can't believe you..."

Bima could not continue his words. Her tears are back. Bima remained there, escorting the friend he had considered a brother to his final resting place.

"La illa ha illalloh! La illa ha illalloh!"

Tahlil readings were heard along the road until they reached the cemetery area. Sobs still accompanied the moment where the body of Azam was put into a pit. Azam's body had reached its final resting place as the ground buried its body. After the offering of prayers together, one by one the citizens, returned home. Likewise with both Azam and Bima.

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Bima was pensive for quite a while, staying in her room. Reluctant to eat and did not answer when his mother and sister asked him to speak. His brain was filled with memories with Azam. Death is something that must be experienced by every human being but Bima did not expect that this would happen so quickly.

"Zam. I'm so lost. Maybe it's more than a broken heart. Where are you? in paradise? I hope so. I'll get hurt even more if what Ayu said, right. I really hope you're free and no longer in her shackles."

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Two days have passed and now, Bima is packing clothes to take back to Jakarta, tomorrow. After all, his status was still an employee who could not permit continuously. Before long, there was the sound of footsteps leading to his room which, it was his mother.

"What time is tomorrow?" asked his mother while sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Not yet to know buk, just morning."

"Next night with tahlil?"

"Couthful. After this, Bima wants to go to Azam's tomb as well."

"It's almost afternoon, Bim."

"It's okay, Bima not long ago."

"The hunt is off then!"

"Yes, there are a few more clothes that Bima must enter."

"Yes, hurry up!"

"Yes." Yeah."

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Bima took his duck motorcycle to the public cemetery at the end of the village. He said hello as he went inside. Walk slowly towards the tomb of Azam. Bima sows flowers before then saying a prayer.

"Zam, I'm going back to Jakarta tomorrow. You really are gone, aren't you? it still feels hard for me to believe. Here (pointing to his chest) there is a hitchhiking room that will never be the same again. It's a place you can't replace with anyone. Since we were kids, we were together. Friends, friends up close like brothers. Now, I'm all alone, getting used to a routine I never imagined I'd run into."

Slowly, tears dripped down Bima's cheeks. Bima read alfatihah again before ending his pilgrimage. Damn, just getting up, Bima was surprised by the figure of Azam who had been behind him right. Bima terjakar while inching backwards, a little away.

"A-zam, is that your bumbling?" tanya Bima stamped.

Azam was silent, his gaze blank, just standing up without responding.

"Zam. astaghfirulloh! is this a hallucination?"

When Bima began to doubt what he saw, the figure of Ayu appeared beside Azam who immediately made Bima back backwards. Ayu only smiled but her aura was terrifying. The feathers of Bima stood up instantly. He retreated and continued to retreat and ran out of the cemetery. Meanwhile, the figures of Azam and Ayu continued to follow Bima, as if they did not want to let go. Bima ran down the ridge until it hit someone.

"What's up? I'm piggybacking on this tomb."

"Oh.."

Bima looked around to make sure that Azam and Ayu were no longer chasing him.

"You want to drink some?"

"No sir, thank you!"

"What's the matter exactly?"

"That's, I've seen the sighting sir."

"apparitions? ghost means?"

"Yes sir."

"I've never seen."

"What's the cook, sir?"

"What kind of sightings do you see? creepy?"

"Yes sir, it's so creepy."

"What's this scary?" ask the father while turning his head back to the front again and release his own head in front of the eyes of Bima.

Bima was shocked to faint. The figure of Azam himself is still there but he, can only be silent. Ayu grasped Azam's arm and invited him to walk into the cemetery. While the figure of the genie that resembles a tomb budger also disappeared along with some residents who came to help Bima.

A few minutes later, Bima woke up. Slowly he remembered what had happened at the funeral. Bima also understood that Azam was still there, entangled in the shackles of Ayu. Bima was silent, contemplating and desperate because, there was nothing more he could do.

"Sorry Zam! it's all too late. If the time can be turned," said Bima in the heart.

...🍂 FINISHED 🍂...

🍂 Thanks to all loyal readers who always support the author until this moment. For the fifth novel. Look forward to the next writer's novel. 🍂

🍂 For those who have not, also read the first novel , second, third and fourth author also yes who each title is:

* HAUNTED CONTRACT *

* HAUNTED KOSSAN *

* PUSKESMAS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST *

and

* CALL *

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