Pickup Transportation
Part 291: The Butcher 2
“Sur! Sur! Surti!” Her employer Ibu Setiabudi continued to shake the body of the maid, after almost ten minutes, Surti finally woke up.
The employer was relieved, because Surti was escorted by security, brought using a motorbike.
Security is still there, then come a few more people, namely other security and RT sir.
“Awoke, Mom?” Mr. RT asked. They were all in the luxurious living room of Setiabudi's mother.
“Already Sir, drink first Sur.” Her employer woke Surti and drank warm tea, while another maid smeared eucalyptus oil on Surti's back, the maid of course, by putting her hand on Surti's back behind her shirt.
“Sur, you why? how can I faint?” Boss asked.
Surti was silent and did not answer.
“Sur, you why?” The other maid in the house asked, because she saw Surti as if she wanted to talk but not a word came out of her mouth.
“Sur! Why are you again?” The employer began to worry.
Only a hoarse voice came out from Surti's mouth. But there's not a single broken word.
Surti held his neck, he was like in pain.
“Take the same paper pencil pen.” Her employer suckled another maid to take what she asked for.
After the paper and pen were given to Surti, he began to write.
First word .... [SATAN.]
Everyone is shocked.
“What's the Sur?” Mr. RT asked.
[PURCHASE.] Surti only answered briefly because he was still limp and had trouble explaining the length of the paper and pen.
“Astagfirullah, Surti met Marudin a porridgeist?!” The security that looked aged asked in a very loud voice.
Surti did not know the name of the demon porridgeer, but perhaps they meant the same.
“Who is Marudin a porridge maker?” The employer asked, he had lived there for a long time, but he did not get along very often with the neighbors of the complex, understandably, husband and wife and their two children were busy each, respectively, his children have gone to college, while the mother and father Setiabudi busy working, coming home can be very night.
Complex people rarely get along, while Security people usually know a lot of things, because they are guarding the complex, so all the things that happen there, he knows well.
“He is a devil who likes to disturb in this complex, usually people who are bullied, afterwards will have difficulty speaking, Surti must be handled by Kiai Tardi who used to cure supernatural diseases, but dear ..”.
“Sweetie why Sir?” Setiabudi's mother was confused.
“Kiainya, a month ago just died, after Kiai Tardi died, the porridgeman so more often disturbing.” Mr. RT said with annoyance because the porridgeer's actions made some people now become sick and difficult to talk like Surti.
“Hah? intermittently, what are you guys talking about?” Ms. Setiabudi, do not believe in that matter, because she is a highly educated person, she does not want to be consumed by basic unclear speech, especially about supernatural.
“Bu, we are talking about a vicious porridgeer named Marudin, he likes to disturb people who happen to see him, for whatever reason, maybe bad luck, if that person really intends to buy his porridge, if he really wants to buy his porridge, of course the person will be bullied, after being bullied, the person will be sick, can not speak, his voice will be like this, there are already several victims.”
“Duh Sir, I don't believe the same.”Ms. Setiabudi did not want to believe.
“Bu, there is CCTV right outside the gate of Mother's house, facing right and left, two sides?” Mr. RT asked, because almost all houses are equipped with CCTV on the outside of the gate, although indeed the range of the camera is not too broad, but it could be explained what is diliaht Surti that night.
Setiabudi's mother then opened her smartphone, because the application to access CCTV was there, she opened her CCTV application, then chose the time she would see the CCTV footage.
After choosing the time roughly where Surti came out of the house to buy the porridge, he opened his larger screen and turned on the television that was in the living room, then connect his mobile phone to the television, done so that it can see CCTV footage can be seen larger and together.
“That Surti just came out of the house bring a bowl to buy porridge, I asked him to buy, for me and also my husband.” Ibu Setiabudi explained.
From the CCTV footage, Surti is seen opening the gate, then closing it again, after which he looks like chasing something, his hands waving, no sound from there, because the recording only displays pictures, and the, no noise.
CCTV footage only captures up to the end of the house, the rest Surti is not visible anymore.
“Bu, try to rewind the recording, if indeed Surti called a porridgeist, should the porridgeist be recorded as soon as passing in front of the house Mother.” Mr. RT said.
“Good.” Setiabudi's mother then rewinded the recording for about half an hour, they waited but never saw anything, until the scene where Surti opened the gate and was seen chasing the porridge, strange.
“Any right Ma'am, if he was chasing a porridgeist, we should all be able to see the porridgeman passing by with his wagon, it's impossible not to be caught by CCTV as it passes by.
If Surti wasn't after the porridgeist, then what was he after? it was clearly the porridge man he was after. Yes Kan, Sur?” RT asked Surti again.
[Yes.] Surti answered briefly with writing. He asserted that he chased the porridge after coming out of the gate.
“Alright sir, I will wait patiently for the recording from the group chat complex, but sir, about Surti how? do I take it to the hospital? I can't just shut up.” Ms. Setiabudi did not want her domestic assistant to be harmed and she kept quiet.
“Alright Ma'am, please, but I'll still swipe, for the sake of mutual comfort.” Mr. RT said and after that he agreed with his security.
They went to the post complex at the entrance of the complex, talking about the incident experienced by Surti, and Mr. RT began to send a short message in the group chat complex, ask the neighbor Ms. Setiabudi to send CCTV footage at a certain hour, as promised.
Soon some residents of the complex began sending CCTV videos recorded, where Surti passed by. The video, if combined, will be runut, when Surti road to from his employer's house, to pass through the neighboring houses.
“Nothing pursued Surti.” Mr. RT spoke to security.
“Remain, look at this sir, at the third house, Surti no longer waved like calling someone or something, he suddenly stood still for a moment and walked over blankly, looking at him, until the last house that captured the image of Surti when passing through it, Surti still continues to walk.”
“Yes, it is likely that Surti is currently in supernatural influence, he continues to walk to the end of the complex, a place where there are no more buildings, but vacant land, the end of this complex is not yet built because the construction project is mangkrak, the landowner decided to let the vacant land was abandoned because there was no capital to build a house.
In that wasteland we found Surti at midnight. Though he was out of the house at 7 pm, his employer also said that he called Surti at half-nine pm, because he felt Surti was too long to go out.” Mr. RT continues.
“Pak, then it happened, this must be the work of the porridgeer, Surti was not aware that he had seen the devil porridgeer.” The post atmosphere became very cold and gripping.
“Pak, we must pray together so that the demon porridge maker does not disturb anymore in our complex.” One of the security companies gave me an idea.
“Yes, that's a good idea, we schedule for prayer together in the complex field only.
Ting .. ting .. ting .... The sound of a bowl knock is heard, a sound that is usually sounded by a traveling porridgeist if he is pushing his cart so that people who want to buy know, there is a porridge through.
“Pak!” All the security is closing in on Mr. RT, afraid that it's the devil's porridge.
“See out, who knows it's a real porridge maker.” Mr. RT is also afraid, where his house is farthest, while other security where he lives is not in this complex.
“Pak, fear.” No one dared to look out.
“Then, look together, if the devil, we can teriakin maling or something.”
“Pak, sure dare neriakin demon maling?” A Security man still stands close to Mr. RT out of fear.
“Yuk, we've seen what a devil porridgeist really is.”
Mr. RT then pulled everyone to stay close and out of the post, as they all looked out, quiet, silent, there was only the sound of the wind.
“Pak, nothing?” They all agreed, saw nothing.
As they were about to re-enter the post, there was suddenly the sound of another bowl knock, but from the back they were startled and spontaneously looked towards the sound.
But still, there was no one behind them, but from afar, there was a porridge cart that was about to cross, the distance was still far, they all hurriedly entered the post, and they were all rushing into the post, close the post door and all duck, making sure that whatever passes through their post later, do not see that there are people there.
“Pak, it's the demon porridge maker right?” A Security man asked in a whisper.
“No idea, I guess yes, it will pass, we do not show face yes, all nduk, afraid if we see him, our voice will be lost too, remember that.” Mr. RT reminded.
The sound of a loud bowl knock is increasingly heard, while people remain alert, despite fear and premature sweat.
As the sound got closer and finally got right in front of the post, the wagon seemed to stop, then the tap of the bowl was made louder. Whatever pushed the wagon, it was not well-intentioned, he knew there were people hiding, he wanted to trap those people.
But Mr. RT and the Securityers looked very frightened, for fear of this demon harming them, Mr. RT finally asked everyone to read the verse of the chair, loud and loud.
After reading the verse of the chair out loud, finally Mr. RT and Security ventured to look outwards, when looking outwards, there was nothing there, where the wagon was, where the wagon was, because the sound of the cart being pushed and stopped in front of the post, as well as the punch on the bowl which produced a loud sound, was completely gone.
“Pak, how is this? now she's gone.” Everyone looks panicked, even though the demon has disappeared, but it cannot be denied, this time they escaped, tomorrow - tomorrow when the patrol is alone, who guarantees no one will be disturbed?
“My earrings home yes.” PaK RT suddenly asked for delivery, while if Security escorted Mr. RT, it means they need to return to the post, alone or alone with friends.
But this is very worrying, because it could be that, when they returned to the post, they met the demon porridgeist instead.
“Pak, fear, dare not.” All Security answered with certainty.
“Trus I came home how?” Mr. RT complained.
“Nginep aja sir, said the wife did not dare to go home, tomorrow morning just returned to the father's house.”
“Already, we all rest first, while waiting for morning.”
Mr. RT does not want to take the risk of going home alone, his son is a lot and his wife is spoiled, they still need to be accompanied.
Staying in the post is the safest way.