Pocong Around
What a strange day

After Pak Iqbal stopped berakbeir, the trembling ended, the big tall figure was staring intently at us.

"gggrrrrrhhhhhh...want you come to this place?" the figure asked in a booming voice, the leaves seemed to move and drop the leaves that looked dry, not left behind rubber seeds also fell several times about me ,it hurts a lot too but I immediately picked up the rubber seeds, because according to my previous experience, these rubber seeds can be consumed by proper processing

"La.. the creature is, you answer gih, I'm not used to talking the same thing" whispered Azzam

I turned to Azzam and turned to that figure

"we came here to look for something "my answer

"who are you talking to?" ask sir Iqbal

"hm.sama the creature, like its waiter here" I replied to the large tall figure

"where.there is nothing "his words are wobbly.

Azzam and I exchanged lyrics, because only the two of us could see them.

"sir Iqbal can not see it, yes already if we continue to look for it, I'm sure the object is still there" I said

It seems that Mr. Iqbal seemed to put his shoulders and went back to look for objects that he himself did not know what the shape was, because it was only I who knew the shape and appearance.

"what's that thing you're looking for ?" ask the figure again while crouching and pointing to a shiny object near the rock that there are many moss and small grass

Azzam and I looked in the direction that the figure was pointing.

Me and Azzam then approached her and I cried out happily because what we were looking for finally met.

"i found her "my exclaim

mr. Iqbal also immediately approached us, when I was about to take his sir Iqbal prevent

"don't, this can be made evidence "his exclamation then grabbed a rubber glove in his pants pouch, then took and put the object into a plastic clip, like he had already prepared it before him

"thank you for your help, after this I will thoroughly investigate the case, but if at any time I need your information, can you help?" ask her

"it could be sir, but whether the police can accept the explanation we give, about our information is a bit mystical" said I

"if it let me set, your explanation will I make no connection with the mystical" he said again

I just nodded at the sign of understanding.

Finally we decided to go home, but before that I also said thank you to the big tall figure who helped me.

"thank you for helping us" I said

"who are you talking to?" ask sir Iqbal

"can you show your form to his "my request, it would be better if Mr. Iqbal saw for himself the appearance of the great tall creature, than I should bother to explain , while I myself do not know what figure it is

"gggrrrrrhhhhhh.

A second later Mr. Iqbal looked very frightened, his body shaking with a pale face.

"i.i.i.it...."

"who told me where it fell" I said

"ja.so.so..."

"if that's as good as we go, once again thank you "take me and say thank you again before I die this place

"gggrrrrrhhhhhh.." the creature again growled maybe it was the answer from him.

"may I ask for your phone number? don't get me wrong, I asked for your phone number so that I could more easily contact if I needed your help" said Mr. Iqbal when we were out of the rubber garden area, his face was not as pale as before

"oh..of course "I also immediately type my phone number on his phone.

"ok, I miscall ya "his word, then soon my phone rang

I immediately saved her contacts and went back to pocketing my phone.

We split up after exchanging mobile numbers.

"cie..who runs out of phone numbers" said Azzam with a annoying expression.

"what the heck, don't sneak deh deh ,ayo we go home" take me

"we don't all belong to the mound of earth that you think the grave of the pocong "asked Azzam pointed to Poling who was sitting on the Azzam motorbike

"later it's afternoon also afraid of the night, I'm still horrified as much as the creature was "I replied

"have you met her?" tanya Poling was suddenly already beside me

"yes, he is also the one who helped us find the evidence" I replied

"gimana, serem kan, then from that I was afraid to go in there, afraid to meet with the waiter "he said

"have you ever met that person before ?" ask me

"yes, the first time when I came to my senses, he was the first person who scared me to see a demon "

"are you afraid of the devil, are you not a demon?" ask me

"but wait...if the first demon you encountered was that creature means the place you first appeared there in the same place as that creature?" exclaim Azzam

"and that means your body could be there too" I said

"well, I don't know either, which is for sure because I'm afraid I'm going to get out of there and know that I'm already in the village where you live" Poling said

"like his body is there, I have to ask for help Mr. Iqbal if that is so, so as to facilitate the process of evaluation annya" said I

"so you will meet more often with his, cie.." tease Azzam again.

"let's say Azzam don't sneak around" said I bete, not anything ,I'm just afraid of the baper if often in the pie-cie however, Mr. Iqbal is a pretty handsome and dashing police as well, mending that Mr. Iqbal also likes it if I don't think I'm the ngenes

"yes let's just go home" take me then

"ok ...we went home "sahut Azzam immediately took his motorcycle that he hid

"if so I also go first, I wait at home" said Poling and disappeared

A little while later, Azzam and I reached the house, and Azam left after dropping me off.

I'm surprised from the time he runs his bike, 'Azzam doesn't say much, until I get off his bike he doesn't say a word at all 'he just leaves,strange what a child.

Not wanting to think too much about it I immediately stepped my foot into the house.

"assalamualaikum" I said

Where all the people, quiet but this is the door of the house open, I then headed to the kitchen because I smelled the smell of a charred smell.

"astaghfirullah..bibi.." I was stunned when I saw the pan that had been puffing smoke, while the fire from the stove was ready to grab the surface of the pan.

I ran and turned off the stove

"Oh Allah bi..bibi why ?" asked me, the aunt seemed to realize when I shouted earlier, even the aunt looked very panicked

"his panic plate bi, his stove is dead, almost just a fire" I said

"thank God "shake it up

"auntie why 'bibi is sick ?" ask me

"nothing, perhaps aunt only soy sauce only "his mouthful

"yes, if that's just aunty rest, let me finish this, right ,cuman fried tempe doang right ?" ask me

"yes, yes, if so aunt to the room first yes" said slowly

I looked at the back of my aunt who died in the kitchen, I sighed

"actually why with aunt, from a few days ago he often looks moody and daydreaming "my murmur

I then restarted the stove and replaced the pan that almost burned earlier.

After I finished frying the tempe I then went to my room, but my steps stopped when my ears caught the sound of crying, I then looked for the source of the sound.

Apparently it was the sound of crying Dika, why the child, I then approached her

"why cry, did anyone hurt you?" ask me slowly

Dika shook her head

"then why, when boys cry anyway , shy to know if anyone sees" said I

"that's it, I cry here so that no one sees "his mouth sobbing

This other kid mewek is still staggered nyahut' thought me

"so why are you crying?" ask me again

"i'm just the same mama, papa where have not been home for a long time, I'm ashamed my friends ngeledekin said they papa go with other women "he said more sobbing

"so you miss papa ?" asked me, 'When he didn't answer, just a little nod of his did

"maybe your papa is still busy working, and maybe also the location of his work is very far so can not go home" said I try to cheer him up

"if only mom said what you said for sure I would understand, but then mama snapped me and said she said I no longer have to wonder about papa "his words

"so what is it?" muttered

All I know is that aunt and uncle are divorced, that's what my mom got to me the other day, but the time until so much her aunt ngelarang her son asked her papa, her papa, however, the uncle is still his biological father, even though they have separated.

But my gaze turned to Poling who seemed to cry by looking at Dika.

"why again pocong "my inner

Why is today all this weird, first Azzam who suddenly didn't talk much, then auntie, then Dika and now Poling, what a strange day for me ,I hope grandma does not follow strange as well, can keder me if grandma also follow strange.

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