
“Before my son died every day, every hour, every second never stop singing and listening to a song called rapping from the band” explained a mother to the authorities
A young man hung himself with a song sung by an unknown band, called BLUEKUTHUQ.
The young man hanged himself on the wooden horse roof of the house, under which there was a flame tape recorder and was playing a song that lyrically there was the word “raimu koyok fork”
“Who's home is mom? ask the officer
“At home is empty sir, ndak no one” replied the half-old woman who is the mother of the child who hung herself
“My husband and I are going to the market & we have brambang for sale in my shop this pak” replied the woman who does not stop crying
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I know seneng karo arek Mojoarum.
Dhewe’e nduwe jeneng Indah Laminatingrum.
Arrived’e dhewe’e kolu karo I.
Reasone dhewe’e “Raimu koyok fork!"
A piece of lyrics from a song belonging to a tainted band in Indonesia, a band that was never famous despite its establishment in the 90s.
But there is a mystery from the lyrics of the song that until now made some teenagers commit suicide.
“Yekopo Gel, I have news that our song makes trouble again Gel” asked Petro through the Whatsapp application
“Iyo Tro, I've been called pulisi again rek, asked again jeh” replied Dogel after from the pulisi office to be questioned for our song.
“You leave the same as who Gel to the pulisine office, alone again ta Gel”
“I'm the same gendruo gayam.. Blewah, he even nggilani in the office pulisi” replied Dogel
“Ngapain Blewah there Gel, make it not clear anymore ta he” asked Petro again
“Iyo Tro, lha is still being questioned, deke instead mintak eat to pulisine, after eating continue deke kebelet ngising, I sing shy c*k” replied Dogel
“Pancet ae Blewah it Gel, from the first does not change behavior” said Petro then ended the chat with Dogel
The incident happened a month ago, at that time I was being questioned by the authorities about the death of a young man for hanging himself.
The death of the son of a husband and wife selling brambang in a village in the city of S.
It was the second time, since the first case a few months ago, for this second case only a month ago.
So until now there have been two cases of death of people by suicide due to songs from our band.
Friends call me Dogel, not knowing why they call me Dogel, sometimes they call me Kotak.
My friends do not make nicknames for us, even my other friend called Glewo, or Tongky, sometimes even genjik.
There are others called Pa’I, panat, Supangat, or Petro.
Even my vocalist who rarely bathes is called Blewah, bekakas, kamidi, or gendruwo gayam.
Another friend of mine named Hottorang was called Ngot
Actually my real name is Agus, a name given by my parents, because I was born in August.
I am a member of Bluekuthuq Band, a band from the city of S, a song from our band that has killed single youth by hanging themselves.
To know in addition to my position as the base of this band, there are also named Petro as a drummer, Blewah as a pokalist, Glewo as a guitar holder, and Ngot as a guitarist also doubles all-round.
Since a few months ago after the first case of suicide accompanied by our song, I have been terrified and feeling guilty.
But fortunately the case eventually disappeared by itself after me and Blewah were called by the authorities.
Then a month ago the same, there was a single young man killed himself with a tape recorder who played this song as well.
But eventually the case also went away on its own, after the authorities interrogated us a second time.
But exactly two weeks ago, there was another case of suicide last month.
Frankly I feel more afraid, who knows their spirits do not accept us hihihi.
This is the third case of a person who committed suicide as a result of a song by our band.
It just so happens that for this third suicide case the victim's position is across the island, so we are not questioned by the authorities
Actually I'm not afraid of being examined by the authorities, which I fear is that there will be another case of the same, and it's very terrible for us.
The song with jugul “NGERAP” was created a few years ago, around the year 95 if not wrong, but until now this is still circulating on the channel Yousub, Yousub, more and more people are covering this song.
Indeed, the creation of this song is quite draining, because it requires prayer and parental blessing, but it also requires the help of therapists and psychologists as well.
Why need a therapist, because Blewah had gone crazy for a moment during the process of the song, so there is a kind of negative energy element of the song.
Though the lyrics of the song there is absolutely no element of horror, there are only funny words.
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Early 2000s
song” wa is from Glewo on a cool morning
“Arek-arek all ae Wo hakutono first they”
“Black how to connect, wong he is an unclear human blas Gel”
“Easy!, call you inner later lak Blewah appears alone Wo”
Right now I'm at a small contract in M, in a few days I plan to go to S to see friends about a song that has caused people to commit suicide.
I'm afraid that there will be another victim of the lyrics of the song that should be ordinary, but the strange thing is why the lyrics of the song that should be ordinary and funny can be deadly.
I lost my mind about the lyrics of our song that made some people commit suicide, because later I had to focus on my job as a traveling salesman for ijo bean porridge first.
Currently I was relaxing sleeping in the living room of the rented house, the door of the rented house I opened wide so that the cold air of the mountains could enter the house.
The city M where I live if the morning still raises the cold and cool, understand in the mountains, but if the afternoon is as hot as the city of S.
Actually I come from the city of S, but because in the city of S the business of selling rice porridge is less profitable or even not sell hehehe, so I moved to the city of M.
At first I had to be indekos here, but because of the high cost, then I investigated by looking for a contract with some merchant friends here.
This rented house is in the quiet and comfortable suburban area of M, I live with three friends
fellow traders.
My small contract only has two rooms that are comfortable enough to rest and a bathroom that is always for the scramble in the morning.
This contract is located in a village that is still fairly not too dense, so it is still comfortable to live in.
In the area where I am indeed a lot of rent and boarding, usually the contract and cost here is a traveling merchant from several cities near the M city area.
In this contract costs us joint responsibility, so it will be much cheaper than if the cost.
Today is Monday, a day people say they hate, but for me Monday is a happy day rather than a Sunday.
Because on Monday many employees of my subscription office who have started working, if Sunday my trading even less sold.
I turned on the phone that from last night I turned off, I deliberately turned it off so as not to be disturbed by news activities on social media that the content is not good at all.
When I opened the Fb app, there was news that stuck my eyes out enough, and made my heart grudge, the news of death.
A person or child of a millionaire of Arab descent commits suicide by hanging himself.
And the terrible thing next to the hanging corpse was a knee-spiker that was constantly singing again to us!
Songs titled “ngerap”.......
Again the death of our song, and the horrendous millionaire of Arab descent did not accept the death of his son.
The boy's parents will be looking for us to avenge his son's death because of our song.
I stood up from the position of leyeh-leyeh, I looked for a glass of water that I usually put on the dining table, this esophagus feels dry after reading the news on social media.
Cold sweat started to wet my head, my heart rate was beating faster, my breathing felt more and more tight, my legs also became limp.
Struggling I was looking for a chair, I had to sit down as quickly as possible or fall unconscious.
I sat in the dining chair while still and set my breath so that my otaku could give me peace.
because in a state of panic if we can not regulate breathing, then what appears is an excessive fear.
Slowly I stood up and headed to the living room where my phone had been, I still did not know what to do with this situation.
Do I have to read the netijen comments about the death of the wealthy millionaire's son, or not even take care of their case?
Or I'll just call my four bandmates, but it's still 06:10 in the morning, they're definitely not up yet, except for one.
Yeah, one of my best friends always wakes up earlier than the other, he's GLEWO, I try to call the Glewo call or Tonky can be called.
Hp already in my grasp I looked for the number Wa si Glewo or Tongky in the wa application, then I press the marked phone, it turns out HP he is not active.
I'm getting freaked out! , who should I call under these circumstances, I happen to be here alone, my two friends are coming home to their village.
Usually at the end of the week we used to go home.
Usually me and my two friends come on Sunday night or Monday morning, but strangely until now my two friends have not come.
Why don't I go back to S town by the end of this week, because by chance last Saturday there was a hefty cangjo porridge order, so I didn't go back to S town.
I panicked even more when I read the news of the death of the millionaire child of Arab descent who had reached hundreds in the news Fb.
I increasingly did not dare to open the news or read the comments of netijen who usually do not, then I tried to open the fb band of our band.
It turns out that the inbox has reached the number 500, whereas a few days ago when I was checking Fb Group , there are only 10 seeds inbox.
Not long after wa ku clinked, a lot of unnamed foreign numbers entered the application wa, what should I do now.
I just let a lot of foreign numbers into Wa, just a few months ago when someone committed suicide also due to our song lyrics, no foreign numbers entered my Wa.
But why for this millionaire dead kid, dozens of foreign numbers going into Wa, I'm getting scared given the threat from the parents of the dead kid.