ADJOINING REALM
LAST NIGHT IN THE VILLAGE

"O-oh, what happened happened

He knows God loves His people

O-oh, what happened happened

All he knew was connecting lives" the voice of a young singer named Titiek Puspa was heard singing a song called night butterflies inside a square object called a radio inside the Sapto's shop.

Warung Pak Sapto crowded tonight, Darto, both Grandpa, Bidin, Surip, Harti and even Anto with his wife were jostling in the walled room of the bamboo room. Well no wonder because tomorrow morning they all want to go to the pesantren, Anto took the initiative to treat everything tonight before living alone with his wife in the village.

That night they were all washed away in the jokes and jokes that their grandfather had poured out. Occasional ridicule came out of the lips of Mr. Sapto who suddenly entered into the chat. That night really became a valuable time for Darto. she was so happy that the line of teeth was never covered by her lips, she kept smiling watching the behavior of both Grandpa and all the friends she had already considered family.

"Sir, how much is this?" said Anto who was about to go home first, his wife had complained that she was sleepy since then after finishing eating.

"One, two, three four, a total of 16 bowls, a tok. so eight thousand," replied Mr. Sapto as he counted the dirty bowls stacked under his meat cart.

"This sir, the change take it, itung-itung I treat the meatballs that Mr. Sapto ate also hehehe, if not yes let them add again," answer Anto while thrusting money 10,000 rupiah in front of Mr. Sapto.

"Alhamdulillah, thank you very much Tok, may your windfall increase and fold," replied Mr. Sapto as he grabbed a piece of money with a picture of two men who were pulling a boat mine in the hands of Anto.

"Amin, Sir. I say yes, there are unfinished tasks hehehe,"

Hearing Anto's words, Darto and his friend were a little confused, but not with Mbah Turahmin, Pak Sapto and Kakung. They laughed and mocked Anto.

"Don't force it too much, danger that your waist bone gets gout!" shouted Mr. Sapto who was looking at the back of Anto and his wife who was getting away from his stall.

Hearing that cry Si Mbah and Kakung were more upset and the four students began to understand and laugh.

Because it was night, they hurried to say goodbye to Mr. Sapto. They left Darto alone in the shop of Pak Sapto, because Darto was ordering 1 portion for himself sahur at dawn.

"How much Sir? 500?" darto asked after the meatballs had been wrapped in plastic.

"Bring Dar, the money from Anto is still more earlier," replied Mr. Sapto while turning off the stove in his stall.

"Is this really Sir?" ask Darto again to make sure.

"Yes Dar, you are careful tomorrow on the road, hopefully smoothly until the destination." said Mr. Sapto stopped, his eyes immediately swept the courtyard of the stall, his hands stroking the nape of his neck continuously.

"Amin Sir, what's wrong, sir? why stop?" replied Darto as he turned to the courtyard of the stall that Pak Sapto kept paying attention to.

"Dar waitin I yes, will not love meatballs again if you want to wait for me to clean up," said Mr. Sapto with a face full of sweat.

"Yes sir, I wait, but not for long," replied Darto then again sitting in a long wooden chair in the stall.

Hearing Darto's reply, Mr. Sapto darted away putting a dirty plate in a small room beside the stall, after which Sapto swiftly wrapped all the leftover meatballs into plastic, and gave 1 jumbo meatball to Darto in return. When all was done, Pak Sapto rushed to invite Darto to run after successfully locking the door of his stall.

"What's up, sir?" tanya Darto was a little surprised to see the behavior of Pak Sapto.

"News sir," said Darto

"There's no time, Dar, hurry!" mr. Sapto forced, pulled Darto's hand and then ran to his house which was not far from the stall at all.

"You be careful to go home, Dar," said Mr. Sapto as he gave one meatball back into the package that Darto brought in front of Mr. Sapto's house.

"What's up, sir?" Darto held the hand of Mr. Sapto who was about to break into his house.

"Later you are afraid of the way home, it's already dawn tomorrow I tell you in the break," he said then rushed to close the door of his house.

With a sense of confusion Darto continued to step foot towards his house in a different direction, when passing the shop Pak Sapto back, vaguely Darto saw Harti standing right in front of the door Warung.

"Dec? Why did you come here, you don't think Mas dared to go home alone?" ask Darto after arriving in front of Harti.

Hearing Darto's question, Harti smiled, placing a neat row of teeth behind his lips without saying a word.

"Chose, wear shy everything, let's go home Dek," said Darto back then turned and stepped foot.

After two steps of walking, Darto again stopped because his clothes were pulled by Harti.

"What else is Deck?" said Darto while looking towards harti.

Instead of answering, Harti even pulled Darto's clothes tight, heading in a different direction with the way home that should be passed.

That night the two of them took a small road until they arrived at the outskirts of the village, Darto was taken far from his home by the girl.

"Where are we going on the Deck?" Darto stopped his steps, they were far enough from the village, street lighting was no longer there, now they were both standing in the middle of the rice field.

Still not answering. Harti just turned his head towards Darto, he looked straight at Darto's eyes, their gazes met under the dark sky that night.

Darto was a little surprised by the behavior of his dream girl, even Darto to feel embarrassed when Harti brought his face closer to Darto's face.

"Dad!" darto shouted holding Harti's head, their faces were very close, even their noses had touched.

"Why are you Deck?" Darto kept his face away from Harti's.

"I want you, Mas," he replied with a smile on his lips, his eyes constantly staring straight at Darto's eyes as he brought his face closer.

"Istighfar, Deck!" Darto grabbed Harti's head and kept his face away.

Hearing Darto's words, Harti smiled again. But this time from the smiling lips came out a foul smelling black liquid that continued to pour out. His face gradually pale, and after Darto blinked the figure of Harti turned into a female figure with a shabby shroud that was smiling presenting a face full of maggots as well as worms that fell from his eye socket.

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