Pocong Around

Pocong Around
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I'm still wondering how the pocong can forget its lifespan especially its way of dying, while the pocong just remembers me.


And I forgot something, didn't he ever say that he asked for help finding his body as well as the person who had made it into a pocong.


That means he died in the kill, and that means he also knows who the perpetrator is. So I asked him too.


"do you know who the killer is ?" ask me on the sidelines doing my PR


"no, I vaguely remember the words of someone who wanted my death, without me knowing his face" she replied


"haduhhhh.


Didn't feel the clock was showing at nine o'clock at night, I was done working on PR, and immediately went to sleep.


"you can't leave my room, I want to sleep" I said


"if you want to sleep, just sleep, I do not say anything" he said


"hey.mau no matter how you are a guy, his age is far above me, I must have felt uncomfortable, I know the adult brain is still on the ngeres" I exclaimed


The pocong is old but not very old, its age is at most two or three years under my father.


"i have no brain, my brain I live in my body, which may now be rotting" he replied


"haisshhh... dizzy I tuh, you can always answer , just be careful if you mess around "camera me.


"what can you do?" ask her nantangin


"it's easy anyway, I'll ask my friend to make my room room rukiah, so you can not enter "my mouth


"wohohohoho.


"that's why don't act, that's where I'm going to sleep "get rid of me again


"alright.. alright.I went "that pocong finally disappeared.


"huuuuffftt... irritating,oh my wooow.


Next day


I was already at school, with Mila I was walking down the corridor carrying the package books that were too thick to take to the teacher's room because we were done and were going to change subjects.


In my grasshopper Poling seems to jump up and down even though his feet are not flat on the ceramic floor.


"La.kok I got goosebumps yeah, lest there be....."


"maybe it's just your feelings Mil time, yuk yuk smudge not good Mom teacher must wait for us " said I


"but really, La, do you not feel it ?" ask her, I'm shaking


"haaah.maybe it's true just my feeling "wept.


The two of us finally arrived in front of the teacher's room.


After I finished returning the book in the teacher room, I suddenly felt like going to the toilet.


"Mila.I want to pee yes, I go to the toilet for a while yes, you if you want to go first" I said while holding something that wanted to come out of my bottom.


"i also come along, I am also rich in wanting to pee" said Mila


"yes it is yuk "


Mila and I went to the toilet, Poling kept jumping around behind me.


After reaching the toilet, Mila and I immediately finished our wishes, until a while later we finished and immediately came out of the toilet.


While walking in the corridor me and Mila cross paths with the student who was bumping into me, his name if not wrong Vienna, he studied in the eleventh grade A.


As usual his gaze was not friendly to me, I don't know I didn't feel anything wrong with him.


"he's why the hell ?" ask Mila when she's away


"don't know "my answer is short


A few moments later I arrived in front of the class, it seemed that the teacher of history had not arrived.


We also sat on our own benches.


"why long time ?" azzam asked me, I turned my head


"to the toilet first" I said briefly, I immediately turned my eyes away when the history teacher entered the classroom


An hour passed, we were working on the problems given by the teacher, but suddenly my eyes caught a white blanket standing in the doorway.


I glanced without looking, apparently there was a beautiful woman with white kebaya with a yellow pullstring canal was staring at me, but then he disappeared while covering both ears using the palm of his hand.


I sighed, again I saw a ghost, is this any connection with Poling, my inner eyes so open?


Despite being terrified, I tried to look ordinary, not wanting to attract my classmates.


Until the lesson is over, we are ready to go home.


"you go home first yes, today we are having basketball" said Deni and in agguki Ovan


"loh not his usual basketball exkul monday ya "ask Azzam


"on Monday, Rangga sir will not enter, rather than us removed from the excrement so in the change today, especially now" said Ovan


"oh, that's "sahut Azzam


"we also can't go home together, sorry" said Sarah


"where are you going ?" I asked her to look at the two


"what's the deal ?" ask me again


"we actually work on Saturdays" Sarah replied


"work "my great-grandson scrunched his forehead


"yes, we work in the fish mill, our job is just sorting the fish" said Mila.


"oh yeah, it's "my mouth


"tomorrow on Sunday, how if we make rice liwet, make rice so that Ovan is responsible, beras in his house will be abundant ,nah for his side dishes later we joint "proposed Deni


"ok the problem of rice is safe to control" said Ovan while wiping his front hair


"where do we want liwetan?" ask Azzam


"what if in the banana garden your grandmother "said Sarah to me, I immediately cried out quickly because it was still imagined the figure of the woman I saw at that time


"no ah, I'm still afraid to go there "


"where is it?" ask Sarah again


"in the rice field you only, there will be his hut "so Ovan told Deni


"not my rice field, my grandfather's rice paddies dodol " cried Deni menoyor Ovan's head


"it is the same" said Ovan to reply to Deni's treatment


"well tomorrow we gather at eight in Lala's house, because the distance to her rice fields is closer than Lala's house" Azzam said


"ok "


I finally went home with Azzam. Even on the street we didn't talk much, just a little chat about schoolwork and teaching me. He said this afternoon his holiday, because Azzam had plans to go out of town with his parents, he said there was another event, what event I do not want to kepo. Because honestly I'm not the type of person who always kepo with other people's affairs, although in my heart curious but I do not like to ask, quietly and listen to it is better.


"don't you have a show tomorrow?" ask Azzam while we are walking


"the event will be later in the afternoon, no need to stay overnight, the night also went home "his speech


"oh "my mouth


Until I finally got to the front of the house


"i said first" I said


"yes, yes wait a minute "his words undo my intention to step


"what?" ask me


"have you never felt anything strange lately ?" ask her


"something weird, what?" ask me again


"ah..no, it's nothing, yes I said "Azzam soon passed leaving me with a frown


"what the hell, gaje basics "murm me while twitching my shoulders


I immediately stepped my foot into the house followed by the Poling who kept jumping up and down, why not pegel he jump up and down and down, khikhikhikhi.


"have La come home ?" auntie


"hm.iya bi, assalamualaikum.." said I immediately crucified her.


"waalaikum salam "his sahut


"auntie is so tidy, where are you going ?" ask me who saw the appearance of a stormy aunt, the flower-patterned cream-colored veil in the mix with a plain brown robe made the appearance of aunty very plenary in my eyes,do not forget the thin makeup and lipstick red brick very striking color


"auntie wants to go to RT next to "his answer


"oh,.kirain wants "my inner condition.


"auntie titip Dika yes, he was going to play to his friend's house, he already knows if aunt maj go" said aunt


"iya bi "my voice


"oh yes later please lift the clothesline yes, both folded so as not to mess, in the fold it must also be separated where the clothes aunt, Dika, granny and have you "


"yes aunt, I understand, already there went the other already at the ready" I said when I saw other mothers also wearing the same clothes that aunt was wearing was walking in this direction


"oh yes, yes, my aunt has left, assalamualaikum "


"walaikum salam "my answer


"oh ..maybe it's her recitation uniform times "my inner ber 'oh ria


After the aunt left I glanced at Poling who seemed silent watching a group of mothers who walked away with the aunt.


"why did you see that much ?" ask me


"cock like he's seen,..but where, feel ever known..... but who ?" sahut her by not turning her eyes on the mothers who were already invisible in the swallow bend of the road


"who ?" ask me


"your aunt "her mouse


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