Handsome Pocong
Early Events of the Day
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At three o'clock in the morning Dita was up from her bed. The air around the increasingly cold not because of the air conditioner in his room but coupled with the rain that occurs out there and increasingly make the air feel cold.
"You want to go to the bathroom to pip*s." muttered Dita hurriedly to the toilet in her room.
Dita returned to her bed but on her way she caught a glimpse of the shadow wrapped behind the window curtain of her room.
"That's Mr. Herdi, isn't it?" He tried to shake the bracelet in his hand.
"Why did Ta Tumben call me?" said Mr. Herdi behind Dita.
"Who are you here, who is that?" ask Dita.
"Oh the item times." replied Mr. Herdi.
"The item?" dita's forehead frowned.
"Yes, his face was a really big item like a stick in a charred skillet so I called him the hahahaha item."
"By the father now if nyeletuk dalem really ugly." Dita shoved Herdi's shoulder.
"Hehehe, try to open your window when he wants to ask for help" said Mr. Herdi.
"It's cold sir, same cringe of horror that he is usually familiar with Anita is not my same." said Dita.
"Just try to open it first." Mr. Herdi swore pushed Dita's shoulder slowly.
Dita tried to dare to open the curtain and bright black-faced om pocong already appeared in front of the window glass.
"That's ngagetin, it's a peck" said Dita surprised to hold his own chest.
"Don't ngagetin Tem the habit."
said Mr. Herdi to the Item who immediately grinned showing off his teeth.
"Wuih white also lost teeth deh model advertising toothpaste mah."
said Dita laughing.
Pocong item was suddenly pointed towards the big house opposite Anan house which was visible from the window of Dita's room.
"What the hell sir, I can't see the heavy rain" said Dita.
"I check ya Ta, just me down first, come Tem you come with me." Mr. Herdi invited the black face pocong disappeared towards the house opposite.
"I bowed a few times yes rather than the look." muttered Dita lowered her body crouching on the porch of her room while closing the window of her room first so as not to be blown by the wind causing a commotion.
Dita waited for about ten minutes by hugging her cold self.
"Hatchy... Hatchi.. hadeh long ago the pocongs are looking for info."
Mumbled Dita who started the flu because of the cold morning blind at that time.
"It turns out..."
"Astagfirullah ih the father is a very habit ngaggetin me." Dita patted the foot of Herdi's pack wrapped in a white shroud.
"Sorry, yes, I'm telling you."
mr. Herdi crouched down next to Dita.
"Why story I want to try" said Dita listen to the face of Mr. Herdi who wants to say.
"Look at the box car there are many people, the average child ABG Ta, young, women and men."
"Huh, seriously? still alive?" tanya Dita was curious.
"Still, they look like foreigners, they don't communicate that way in their own languages." Mr. Herdi tried to explain.
"Don't trade in humans." Dita tapped her chin with her index finger trying to think.
"Sold for what, sir?"
"Yes, maybe a commercial or other s*ks worker, or even someone was stolen his organs but did not do it here, it could be like this pocong."
mr. Herdi pointed at the black-faced pocong that had been squatting in front of Dita without Dita noticing.
"Astagfirullah since when you were there just ngaggetin."
Dita pushed herself back so surprised.
The black-faced pocong just laughed grimacingly at Dita then said.
"Please untie me."
"Hadeh... This is him here is not the time from yesterday just talk please untie him anyway?"
Dita patted Herdi's shoulder.
"Lah know ya Ta, from his face mah people here anyway just to iteman aja his face rada gosong hehehe."
sahut Pak Herdi who was greeted with giggling laughter from Dita.
"Eh wait, wait, what did you say, someone stole his organs like him, you know he had his organs missing?" tanya Dita observed the body of the black-faced pocong figure before her.
Mr. Herdi pulled the black face pocong open the shabby cloth that wrapped around his body.
"By the side of his stomach there's an incision, here's his kidney missing both."
said Mr. Herdi made Dita see two incision scars on his right and left waist.
"Well yes, kasian dong pak if there is no kidney later defecate not smoothly." said dita.
"Ta... The brain is still here, right?" mr. Herdi tapped Dita's head slowly.
"Huh the father mah head I've been paid fitrah play in ketok aja, there is his brain here do not be bent-ketok later his brain is crumpled you are looking, satisfied you!"
sahut Dita tried to joke and brushed off the hand of Mr. Herdi.
"Try copulin first brain huh."
mr. Herdi held Dita's head with both hands and shook Dita's head.
"Ah mr. mah...!" pekik Dita's.
"Partially you use it he defecates if it's not clear he's dead" said Mr. Herdi in a slightly irritated tone.
"Dih father mah.. angry yes same me, tuh right father mah changed already not sweet like before, Dita sebel ah." whine Dita
"You are that too."
"That's right. I'm angry with Dita."
"No... Dita is beautiful, Dita is sweet the most kind, friendly, not arrogant and does not like to save, I do not get angry with you, just a little sprains, a little yes, a little sprain."
mr. Herdi gave his sweet smile to Dita.
"Ah... don't smile like what sir, later I become diabetic, besides I will already be the wife of people, not good to know sir godain wife of people." Dita patted Mr. Herdi's cheek slowly.
"Ta, you shouldn't say that." said Mr. Herdi withholding his laughter.
"What's wrong, sir?" ask Dita.
"Take a look." Mr. Herdi pointed to Dita's bedroom window.
Jeng jeng....
Anan stood up and put his face and palms on the window.
"HUH? My dear Yanda since when was it?"
pekik Dita who began to worry about the look of Anan's face because it looks jutek and unfriendly.
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