Pocong Around

Pocong Around
Request assistance


A golden orange color appears to decorate the sky to the west, the birds fly to return to their nests after a day of foraging.


Under a coconut tree that does not see a coconut on top of it, someone appears to be sitting leaning, apparently he chose the coconut tree because there is no coconut fruit ,if there he was afraid of the fall of the coconut fruit that might make his pain.


His gaze was far towards the orange color that was increasingly darkened with the sun sinking. He sang a little following the voice of someone who broke from the mosque who sounded melodious in his ears.


"solallahu alamuhammad...."


Someone cleared his throat stopping his singing


"ekhem "Lala looked over


"your voice is melodious as well "praise her and sit next to Lala but keep your distance


"ah not really ordinary" said Lala clumsy.


She was embarrassed when she sang


"what are you doing here?" ask Lala for a glimpse


"it just so happened to see you here, why are you alone in this place? where would Maghrib "ask her back


"cuman just sit, I have not seen the sunset for a long time, turns the sunset here is beautiful too " replied the girl while looking straight ahead


"is there a problem? what do you think ?" azzam asked as if he knew the flutter of the girl beside him


Lala sighed


"uncle is leaving, his time in the world is up because the mystery of his death has been revealed"


"yes good dong that means your uncle will be able to calm down in his nature" said Azzam


"but he has a request, which I don't know how to grant" Lala lirih replied


"what is his request ?"


Not even Lala answered her, her phone has rang , she immediately saw her phone.


His smile immediately expands when he sees who is calling, beside him Azzam seems curious about who is calling until Lala smiles like that.


"who called why did his expression immediately change ?" her mind asked


"assalamualaikum..hallo bang Iqbal..hm ok later I permission first same grandmother can what not .... yes bang I wait,.iya waalaikum greetings " after closing his call, Lala moved on


"oh sir Iqbal "inner Azzam, suddenly his d*da rumbles upon finding out who contacted Lala, wanting her to snatch her cell phone and curse the handsome cop, he said,but he could not do it, he had already assented his parents' desire to make him unable to express his feelings, Azzam was very affectionate and respectful to both parents, so whatever their wishes, he said,as much as possible Azzam obeyed the wishes of his parents, even though he had to sacrifice his feelings.


"have adzan Maghrib yuk come home "take him


"oh yes "Azzam is also coming


The two walked towards their home.


"oh yes La, you have not answered, what is your uncle's request, who knows I can help" said his , he tried to suppress his feelings ,he did not want to be cold and indifferent again when he was jealous, because for him it is useless if Lala herself did not respond to his feelings, too,even if Lala reciprocated her feelings it would only hurt the girl, since they both knew about the plans of both Azzam's parents


"uncle wants to talk to auntie, I don't know how to make uncle visible to aunt and they talk" he replied


"can't Dika also see his papa ? how come she didn't tell your aunt that her husband's been near her all this time ?" the question had been bothering her mind since a while ago 'cause she felt strange if the child could see but was not afraid 'she also did not tell her mother


"When just like you Zam, can only see a pocong with a creepy face, different from what I see, about why Dika is not afraid ,When it was told that the pocong had helped him when there were friends who bulldozed him, the pocong also always helped answer some questions that he could not answer in class hours, he said,from there Dika believes that the pocong is harmless" said Lala explained, Azzam appeared to be a sign of understanding


Kumandang adzan Maghrib was heard, the two fell silent for a while waiting for the adhan to stop, after stopping the two continued their walk, until then they separated at the intersection.


Day


"let's go La, help me.When I'm running low, I won't calm down if I haven't talked to your aunt "poly whine.


"yes but how, if I could have been from yesterday-yesterday I made uncle talk to aunt" lala complained


"you asked Azzam for help, he can definitely help you" said the pocong


"can he ?" ask me


"try it first, if he can enter another world does not rule out the possibility he can also make me talk to your aunt" Poling said again


"yes, I called him first "


Lala immediately grabbed her phone that was in the cas.


"new number, who is it ?" mutter it


"just pick up, who knows the importance of "pole


Lala also immediately picked up the phone call, Lala had not had time to talk to people on the phone had already spoken first


"hai Lala, what is it ?"


The girl frowned hearing his voice


"like the voice ...sister Randy, where he got my phone number "inner


"hello La "


"i'm Randy, I'm sorry I got your number from Mila, what are you doing anyway?"


"ah basic Mila, look out for you to play my phone number carelessly" he muttered slowly


"what's La, what did you say just now ?"


"uh , said nothing really" said Lala


"what are you doing?" ask her again


"while studying, tomorrow is the last day of the exam" said Lala by turning her lips toward the cellphone


" hihihihi.so you hate him when less what try Randy, already handsome, kajir , captain basketball anyway, even so,all the girls in school really can deket let alone be his girl, why don't you like it anyway ?" jessy who was sitting in the study chair next to her was Poling who was sitting on the floor while bending her legs


"not your urudan" Lala cetus


"oh yes already if you continue learning again, sorry is disturbing" said Randy who thought the girl's speech was aimed at her


"hm.iya sak "sahut Lala did not feel guilty.


phone calls were cut off


"it's been good some days he didn't bother me, and even knew he called, Nasiiib being a beautiful girl hihihi"


"huuu.the narcissistic base "cry Poling.


"let's say, I'm pretty, if no way Randy's gonna get me"


In his place Randy looks swearing


"s*al why it's so hard to get close to her, she's like she's allergic to me "


back to Lala


"if you know he's calling you, I won't pick up "he said, then scrolled the screen of his phone looking for Azzam's name


After she finished calling and asking for help, Lala ended her phone call.


"how's La?" tanya Poling looks enthusiastic


"yes, Azzam wants to help "


"no, he can "cry Poling again


"not surprisingly yes, it turns out you and Azzam can see ghosts and more than that, you are also a fun person , unfortunately I know you when I've metong" said Jessy turned heartily


While elsewhere


Azzam who had just received a call from Lala was asked a few questions by his parents.


"who called you?"


"Lala Ma'am" she replied


"what is your relationship ?"


"just friends sir, father and mother calm down, I will not date anyone" he said again


"father and mother did forbid me to date, but not by liking the opposite sex" he continued in his heart


"believe you, if you're not dating ? you know how you are, you know, you never see you that way in your girlfriend" said his father


"mother knows, you like her son, forgive us who seem selfish "smart her mother in the heart


"god willing I'm sure sir, Lagian Lala also likes her with others" said Azzam again


"good if that's "


After calling Azzam, Lala immediately rushed because Iqbal was on the road to pick her up, so Lala had asked her grandmother for permission if she would go to the night market with Iqbal , ' he said ,and her grandmother allowed it.


"be careful on the road, yes La, I do not want to come here just use the rest of my time with my son and wife" said Poling


"yes, who would want to say "murm the girl


"i'm coming, I want to ride the reanglala and kora-kora" cried Jessy


"ok "


"yesss.. later you buy the ticket yes"


"does ghosts need tickets ? staying up there will be no one to deny " said Lala


"yeah yes, forgot that I was already a ghost "


*


*


*