Pocong Around
Poling and Kunti

I was very, very surprised, not the pocong thing that was sitting on the bed, but when he pulled out his hand and waved at me, the pocong also said 'hi

"what's La .... Why are you screaming?" asked the aunt who came straight to me when she heard my screams

"i. it's bi.." point me at the figure of the pocong that is still hanging on the bed

"that's what" asked the aunt

"he can't see me, only you and he can see me" the pocong said as I continued to point at him

"ah you nih nih, noon has made horror, people have nothing "cried aunt and immediately left me who was still silent in the doorway

"but bi.." said I was cut off because aunt had disappeared behind the door

"i told you your aunt couldn't see me, you came in. I'm not evil" she asked me to come in

"true enough, when I was in the room with my "inner pocong, my body was limp as if it had no bones to support my body

I don't know why all of a sudden my feet moved by themselves entering my room.

"Oh Allah what is with me why I walk into the room "my cry in my heart

My feet kept stepping in while my mind refused, but I couldn't fight it, maybe it was me controlling it.

"i told you already, you don't have to be afraid of me, I just want to ask for help instead of scaring you" said the pocong as I got to his front

OMG.... again I faced with the pocong, I was really trembling I wanted to feel like I ran as fast as he could while screaming so much, but like this pocong is really controlling me, it's like,until I couldn't move, I screamed.

"oh..you must be afraid to see my face, well I will change my face to my face mode before dying" he said

And in a blink of an eye that creepy pocong face turned into a face that was very familiar to me but I forgot to ever meet where and who he was.

"how are you not afraid of me anymore, are you seeing me?" ask her

"it remains that I goosebumps to see you wrapped up so " said I in a fearful tone

"hehehe.

"who are you ?" ask me

Slowly the fear in my heart began to decrease and I felt more relaxed than before, maybe because the look of his face was no longer creepy.

"just let you forget about me, because last we met when you were in the third grade of elementary school" she said

"don't be in a hurry, tell me who you are, and why you're following me instead, aren't you just going to come out and scare the humans on Friday night?" ask me to flinch

"hehehehe,it's just that he didn't want to and I instead read the seat verse "

"what's different with me, I don't want to help you either" I said slowly

"you cannot recite the verse of the chair or any other recitation to me hehehe.." The pocong was grinning but this time there was no blood in his mouth.

"then I will learn to memorize the verse of the chair, so that you can no longer disturb me "

"can't be so dong, you have to help me so that I can return to my realm calmly and not disturb humans anymore" he said

"what can I do?" ask me frustrations

"help me find the body as well as the person who has made me like this "pinta his

"grandfather ...why do you talk to yourself ?" dika asked suddenly in the doorway, I turned my head

"like her Dika can't see that pocong "inner me

"sister..kok even bengong, I'm not talking to who ?" ask her again

"hem.that's.sak.kak is practicing,iya rehearsal drama "answer me origin.

"duty from school ?" ask her again, I just said 'yes while nodding

"oh yeah already, I guess brother started g*la "his speech slowly while passing by

"hey..basik...!!! " call me

"hahaha.." the pocong seemed to laugh out loud.

"stop laughing,bikin get more goosebumps just "I'm kind of scared

"what's your name?" ask me

"i don't know, and I don't remember anything "his answer

"that means you forget who you are, and then your death process and your background when you live also you don't remember?" I asked, the piggyback nodded

"continue how I help you if you forget the way you died" I exclaimed again

The pocong nodded his head, what did he mean

"then how can you remember that we met when I was in Elementary School ?" ask me wonder

"don't know, because only that memory crossed my memory when I first saw you coming to this village" she replied

Really bad for*gong

"then what do I call you ?" ask me

"poling only according to the title "

My eyebrows shot up hearing her. Poling ... a unique name that if described as a traveling pocong.

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Day changed day , as time went by I was no longer afraid of the pocong, because he did not show his scary face again ,but somehow since I was followed by the pocong my eyes can see other invisible creatures, and it really makes me almost stressed.

I still feel familiar with his face, who he is, and when we have met him I do not remember him at all, according to him we have met when I was third grade Elementary.

Ah it is important that the pocong has kept his promise not to go around every house on Friday night, and scare the citizens.

The pocong also often follows me but he keeps his distance especially if I am with my friends.

Eh but he would have said that there is still one person who is also likely to be able to help him, who is his person about 'my inner wonder.

I'm currently working on a group assignment with Sarah and the others. We're making a piece of art out of scrap at Ovan's house.

Ovan was apparently the son of the biggest rice manager in this village, his house was quite large with a narrow yard because there was a fish pond in front of his house,there is also a garage with a black pick-up car parked there.

We were all in the yard next to his house which was quite comfortable as well, as there were some bougenville flowers or paper flowers with different types of colors planted in large pots ,it makes my eyes spoiled with colors, especially in summer like this is the time when the flower blooms, I also happen to love the flower.

"Ovan...I can ask for the flowers no, I want to plant them too?" suddenly asked in the middle of our activity

"maybe, which one?" tannya

"that purple one, that one I don't have "pointed me yet

"oh, ok but how to plant it, and what to plant?" ask Ovan

"in the graft or cuttings can also, but it is better on the cuttings just let the spout "my answer

"the way ?"

"easy kok, staying choose branches that are old, then cut, directly plant deh , later also grow "clear me

"you're like he understood, yes by planting ?" timpal Mila

"ah no really, just remember and practice it only , it was never discussed in elementary school time "my answer

"oh yeah yeah.." said Mila scratching her head.

"Zam, what do you see?" ask Deni to Azzam

"so like there is a siomay handyman, but where do not pass by " replied Azzam

"right time, don't I see ?" ask Sarah

"yes will not see people only heard the sound, teng..teng...teng." said Azzam while mimicking the distinctive sound of the sound of a bowl hit by a spoon.

"i'm not horrified ?" so Mila is called Ovan

"yes, I don't hear it either" said Deni

I saw Azzam occasionally glancing at a mango tree not far from our place.

"can Azzam see the polling?" my mind, because there is the current poling, on top of her there is a ghost of a white-washed woman looks hanging from the head below while the two legs she hooked to the tree trunk ,maybe it's a kuntilanak ghost.

Poles and kuntilanak it was like he was talking seen once when the poling moved his lips while looking up, as well as the kuntilanak who seemed to laugh until the smooth skin on my hands brushed, too,because of the laughing voice I could hear.

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