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CHAPTER 3

That night Nania let it go, Winda and Lusy who are fun fileak – kusuk mempermak floor room into arena mystical game, Jelangkung. Since they finished watching the movie VCD Jelangkung this afternoon, Winda and Lusy seem to be obsessed with the game. Nania herself was not interested in joining. She just sat on her bed hugging her knees, looking at her mother's photo.

Usually if his – friends are gathering like this in his room on holidays, mama must come while bringing drinks and cakes - light cakes for their snacks, mama must come with a smile, she said, advising not to sleep too late...Nania sighed as she stroked the photo of her mother...Uh, if you knew they were playing Jelangkung, you'd be mad...Mama must've...Nania's tears melted on her cheeks....

“Ah, mom....If mama still exists..” Nania moans in the heart, she bites her lips firmly – firmly resisting the crying that feels so stifling about to come out. Now none of that will exist anymore...There will never be another...Sad feeling... Nania Buru – hastily wiped her tears that began to melt down again for the umpteenth time, the girl did not want Winda and Lusy knew she was crying.

Hosnap...Hosetcock

There's a little party here

Came not picked up

Home not delivered

Nania heard the mantra still repeatedly buzzed Winda and Lusy on the floor, among the dim light of white candles, among the Lavender-scented fragrances that were deliberately installed to add to the mystical atmosphere. But the coconut shell-headed wooden doll held tightly by Winda seemed to be still silent. Although the rapal still continues to be spoken, but the doll remains silent, silent silence silent silence.

Ah, let them....Nania felt no enthusiasm to think about or do anything now...No, since mom's departure...No one can get him excited....

“Ah like we did not succeed deh...” sounds complaint was spontaneously spoken by Lusy. “Win, we just stop yuk?”

“Don't first, Lus...It's over with! Let's try once again...”balas Winda is not unyielding.

“Gue tired...It's almost 2 o'clock...Sleep yuk, Win?” Lusy stretched his stiff hand muscles. “ Sleepy...”.

Lusy glanced at the wall clock ‘In-in-dark’ in Nania's room, the clock was ticking towards 2 am.

“Hey, Nania...Than you just bengong alone there...Follow yuk?” take Winda to Nania when she sees Lusy getting excited again. Nania who is still looking at her mother's photo so caught her breath.

“Ah, I'm lazy..” Nania lethargic.

“Come dong...Please?? ”guh Winda seduce. “Eh, precisely at 2 like this the most potent....At 2 o'clock is the time of meeting the waves of the supernatural world with our world so that at this time supernatural beings can appear to us.”.

“Ah lo could have Win..”Lusy commented a little shuddering in horror.

“Hey I'm serious!” Winda frowning.

“When meet the magical world wave with our world??” tanya Nania put down a photo of her mother and shifted to the edge of the bed, looking at the wooden doll that was being held by Winda. “What's true?”

“Lha yes, benaaarrr, I've read whereaa so...He said that anyway, at 2 am is the time for subtle-beings to appear.” Winda explained half the bete because Nania seemed to doubt his words. “Neating believe ya?”

“Eh...” arrived – arrived Nania get off the bed and sit on the floor joining Winda and Lusy. “Gue wants to follow..."

“Well it dooong.” Willa pleasure saw Nania began to eagerly respond to his obsession with the game Jelangkung, so he did not need to persuade Lusy, whose effect was only half – and half followed him.

“Why did you arrive – arrived so kepingin like that? It was said that you were lazy to follow.” asked Lusy astonished to see Nania change her mind.

“Eh, this Jelangkung game is not a game to call spirits?” the idea arrived – just crossed Nania's mind. “Can we call the spirit mama?”

“Roh mama lo??” Winda.

“Iya...Let's try yuk? Who knows, could..Please?? Mumpung is almost 2 o'clock, is the word lo at 2 is the most effective time?” take Nania with a pleading tone.

The word – said Winda as if giving new hope to the despair of Nania will be sad. Like trying to scavenge a pseudo dream between possible and impossible, Nania got the idea, the idea to try who knows with the interplay Jelangkung game, she can talk to her mother again, she was able to talk to her mother again, expel the loss of the affection of his mother who had made his mind tight.

“Hmm...Yes, come on then..” said Winda finally. “Yuk, we start again..”

Hosnap...Hosetcock

There's a little party here

Came not picked up

Home not delivered

Rapal it starts again they hum together – the same. This time it was Nania who was holding the Coconut Shell-headed Wooden Puppet.

Hosnap...Hosetcock

There's a little party here

Came not picked up

Home not delivered

“Shh...What – what the hell lo? Don't stop reading the spell, it won't work!“ his Nania.

“There...There is a violin sound.” said Winda with a slightly vibrating voice, Nania's friend rubbed his nape which suddenly goosebumps.

“Biola sound?” Lusy.

“Eh yes...There's a violin sound..Where'd it come from? Who's playing these nights?” nania asked who finally listened. Lusy who was sitting right next to Nania spontaneously held Nania's hand. The violin coverings are heard playing classical music that is so soft. The longer it becomes clear, sweeping their eardrums.

“What...What is the sound of the violin.” Lusy shakes fear. Nania and Winda exchanged glances, they knew exactly what Lusy was going to say next.

They did not have time to think any longer because suddenly they were shocked at something else, at the coconut shell-headed wooden doll that suddenly shook smoothly.

Nania's round eyes were panicked. His smooth hands that seemed to be freezing cold tried to hold tightly to the wooden doll that was now shaking stronger.

“Eh...Spirit's coming!!...Coming up!..Mama??!! Did you come by??!!” Nania half-squeched hysterically as she asked the question. “Winda, where's the paper?! Mamma...That mama?!! Answer ma?!”

Wall clock ticking at 2 am. The smooth strains of the violin stopped right with the appearance of the figure to – 4 of the 3 SMU girls. Nania, who was the first to see, was strangled in shock as she dropped the wooden doll onto the floor. The puppet was rolling in its great vibe.

“Lusy!! Winda!! Watch out...Behind you!!” The sweet girl squealed, which was immediately accompanied by a panicked, shocked and frightened movement of Lusy and Winda.

The 3 girls spontaneously clustered together in the corner of the room, frozen staring at the figure to – 4, a figure dressed all in black who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and his eyes were so tormented, it was as if all his joints had been crushed, very slowly walking from the dim light of the white candles that were set in a circle in Nania's room. The cold swept over the bodies of teenage girls who were getting close to each other because they could not withstand the tension. The sound of the terrible figure's breath as if to suck the life that is near him.

“Who? Who's that?” Nania's voice trembled, daring to ask. Lusy suddenly gripped Nania's arm strong – strong.

“Fairro!!! Nana...He's Fairro...Fairro...That young man on the beach!” scream Lusy hysterical. Nania and Winda were shocked, only to realize that the terrible figure in front of them was Fairro, the ash-eyed – youth Nania met on the beach and at the funeral of her mother.

“Fairro??” Nania surprised. ”Do you want to come to my house early this morning?!!”

Sia – sia Nania hopes to find the soft highlight of the ash – ash eyes, the soft highlight of the ash eyes – ash Fairro like when he helped Nania while at the funeral of Nania's mother the other day. Sia – sia Nania hopes to hear again the word – warm words comforting as the young man once said when on the beach. All extinct tonight, early today. What had happened to Fairro that he had become this strange? Nania arrived – suddenly remembered with the word – said Abi, ‘if I think Fairro was mad.’ Se...Looks like Abi has a point, too...

The figure, which turned out to be Fairro was suddenly silent in his place, coldly staring at the – 3 girls with his gray eagle eyes. Slowly, with a very slow movement, with great difficulty, Fairro raised his right hand up.

“A..What's...What will he do?” whispered Winda almost fainted, holding Nania's cold hand tightly. Nania did not answer, the girl was just fixated on staring at the figure of gondrong Fairro in front of her.

Fairro suddenly stopped the movement of his hand in the air, right beside his head. With his two fingers he pointed at his own right temple like he was holding a gun ready to erupt. His long hair was draped down covering his face following the movement of his head that slightly lowered forward.

DOR!!!!

The loud sound like the eruption of a gun suddenly sounded so terrible, along with the hysterical screeches of the girls.

Fairro's long hair on his left flinched as if slashed by a violent wind that shot from inside his head in unison with a burst of fresh blood that immediately soaked the head, face and neck of the gray-eyed young man. The blood was so rushing as if it was about to wet everything.

On the back of Nania's screams, looking at Fairro among the light of the white candles in the room, Fairro raised his pale white face, which was now covered in blood. The face grimaced as if in excruciating pain, but there was no shouting coming out of Fairro's mouth, only lines of tormented veins were drawn on his face.

Zreeett's...Suddenly the girls were dazzled by the bright light of the room lights that were turned on accompanied by the pounding of the room door that was opened violently.

“What is this?! What the hell is going on?! Nania?!” there was a panicked cry from the heavy voice of Joe's brother Nania on the doorstep.

“Joe!!” nania, Winda and Lusy's sudden screams, as if given strength, sprinted towards Joe. Nania spontaneously bumped her brother with tears of fear beginning to flow.

“Nania??!! What was?? Why did you guys scream?!!” ask Joe blingsatan

“It...That's...There..” Nania's trembling forefinger pointed at the place where Fairro had been. But in vain – only point that index finger is scrambling, because Fairro like perish carried by the wind, vanished, lost without a trace! Even the white ceramic floor looked clean, without a speck of blood stains there.

“What's there? What exactly happened?” joe asked confusedly. “What have you done so that this room becomes like a ship breaking like this??!!

Joe's question was made aware of the 3 girls.

“My room??!!” it was only seen by Nania how chaotic and messy her room was at that time. Nania clenched her mouth in disbelief to look around her. The room was like a broken ship, the furniture was turned upside down, drawers – drawers and doors – the closet doors opened and the contents scattered on the floor, as if someone just scrambled a random – and dismantled it blindly –.

Nania, Winda and Lusy looked at each other inexplicably. What have they actually experienced? Everything is so horrible and absurd! Is...Is. Fairro is the ghost of the Jelangkung they call? Is Fairro the one that has ruffled the room's random –?? Is....

Their gaze shifted to the wooden doll-headed coconut shell that was now rolling silently on the floor as if nothing had ever happened.