Suddenly Chased by Satan
Is This a Real Warung or Not?
Suwer ewer ewer! not yet anything, cold sweat has flooded the eels and surrounding areas.
"And you've met many such people, Va...! it's relaxing," said Ridho, there is no morality.
"Anyway by the way!" I'm kruwes congornya Ridho.
"Astaghfirlah, it's lips, Va! not a rice wrapper to throw away!" Ridho began to protest.
"That's why think about it first!"
"Eat him, so don't be reckless! we wouldn't be here if you wanted to hear me!" Ridho does not want to lose.
"Udah ah, don't beat me up. What is clear is that you have to think about how we can get down from here!" memelas.
"It can't be, zeyenk!" said Ridho.
Clack clack clack clack clack.
Rubik's voice is again played like the music of a traveling companion tonight.
Really good horrifying. Okay, I see makhlum ghoib a lot. Not this much, either.
Ayang Ridho squirmed out the window, then glanced at the watch on his right hand.
"Why, Dho? what time are we saying?" I whispered to the neighbors.
"No why. But how come we've reached the middle of the forest, huh, Va? look at the window..."
"When in the woods why?" bego many.
"Yes means we've been traveling half the way. Though it's only 11 p.m., we've only had an hour on the bus." explained Ridho.
I am a beard, as my eyes watch the situation.
"Dho?"
"Hmm?" sahut Ridho's.
"If we have missed half the trip, you can not request the driver to be gas again. Let's just get a little nyampe and ceet down from here?" my many.
"Okay, there you go, Va! noh the driver's in front. All see that his feet mengjek pedal gas what not, if minginjek would mean he's human like us!" Ridho.
"Diiihhhh!" I'm kruwes again congornya.
"May my lips go on, Va! it's an asset, you know!" Ridho ngusapin his lips that must have been red because several times I crew-kruwesin.
Why also can aing mulu apes try. Oh my God, to live a quiet life is like that, no business with them-they are. But fate never seems to be bosen to bring me together with these subtle creatures.
"Brake me, '" said Ridho, guaranteeing his eyes.
Merem. Our people are again in a precarious situation even light up to sleep, Ridho really-new.
"By first, and then, Va! Take a test drive for you. Did he say you want to nolongin mbak kos you whose name is Sena? is this time scared?" Ridho half-indir.
"Udah know coward, want to be a hero of bad luck. Sometimes we have to measure our ability first Va before doing something. Helping people is good, but if you are not able? it even bothers people!" Ridho nyerocos, while his eyes still bristled.
"So you think I'm a pain? huh uh?" i'm sewot.
"Yes no. Not wrong, hehehe. Kali's joke, Va!" Ridho with his signature grin.
I've resigned already, going down is also impossible. Fortunately, there is Ridho who won me.
Wait, Ridhoooooo?
I suddenly doubt.
"Dhoooooo?" I called the person next to me.
"Hem," he's just dehem.
"You're human, right?"
"I meanaaa?" Ridho suddenly turned and looked at me.
Plaque!
"Where's the leg?" I pat the thigh of the Ridho while nyenterin part of the leg with a light hape.
"Alhamdulillah father!" I breathe a sigh of relief when I squirm the Ridho ngawang-ngawang.
"Astaghfirlah, have a girlfriend gini very! so you think I'm a demon, don't you?" Ridho whispered with great emphasis in the part of the word 'demon'.
I don't want to answer because for sure we will argue again and again, I choose to embrace the arm of the kangmas for protection. After a while I doubted that he was human just like Aing.
Suddenly, someone pulled my hair from behind. His interest is a little bit but very disturbing.
"Dhoooooo!" I whispered to call Ridho.
"Whataa?"
"Someone pulled my hair!"
"Absolutely by the way! where am I, I'm a master!" i protest.
"Udah diem, Va!"
We talked whispers. I tried not to move, even though my whole body was goosebumps. I saw Ridho again muttering.
And immediately he who was behind seemed to stop making playin aing hair that was definitely black sparkles like a shampoo ad.
"Huuuufffhhh!" I automatically exhale.
Just released from the hands of ignorant, uh this bus suddenly stopped.
Ciiiiiiiit!
"Dhooooooooooooooooooo!" I'm pulling Ridho's jacket.
He opened his eyes and said, "Who are you?" Ridho looked at me.
"No need to joke, Dhooo! not funny! this bus stop! how's this?" I said.
"I'm not talking to you, Va! but the figure that's near your head!" Ridho showed me his chin.
"Hihihi," came the voice of a child.
Don't look at it, he's definitely not human. But the problem with his loud laughter was that he invited the other invisible passengers to look at us.
"We're down now!" said Ridho who drew our bag that was put on the top.
He wears his backpack with super fast movements. While one hand carries my bag and the other hand holds my hand.
Taps!
Taps!
Taps!
We half ran down this bus aisle.
"Yahihihihihi...!" the sound of laughter is mutually simple.
And hap!
Finally we got off the ghoib bus. Just got off, the bus suddenly disappeared. Ridho encouraged me to run, but the breath was not strong.
"Stop, Dhoo! i'm capeeek!" I asked to stop.
My feet lemes for a moment. I held both of my knees that felt empty.
Ridho also did not lose. We're both like a midnight marathon.
"Hhhhhh .. hhhhh! where are we, Dho?" I'm trying to catch my breath.
"I think it's deket, Va!" answer Ridho.
"Mind the way back there, I think there's a stall!" riddho pointed in one direction.
"You're still strong, right?" ask kangmas to make sure the condition of his beautiful girlfriend is not kelulungan. I'm nagging.
"Slowly walk, come on!" Ridho grabbed one of my hands.
The night breeze greets the skin. It was cold and pierced to the bone even though I was wearing a fairly thick jacket.
We walk into a stall that's still open in the middle of the night.
"Sit down, Va..." Ridho put the two bags he was carrying and told me to sit on one of the long wooden benches.
"What are you drinking, Mom?" ask the salesman who is a beautiful young woman.
Only then did Ridho want to mangap, I held his mouth. And I pulled him.
"Is this a real stall or isn't it?" I'm starting to be vigilant.
Beware of this stall is a real warung or ghosting warung eh warung ghoib? And one more thing, the instinct of caution arises because of what we want to sell that can be said to be beautiful and quite alluring.
"Is this a real warung or bukaaaaan?" I asked Ridho again, while the seller's facial expression was a little strange to squirm us.
"Bak Luri, the coffee item is one!" said one of the men who just happened to come riding a motorcycle
"Wait a minute, Mom!" said the woman, who then entered after the coffee order.
The man wearing the black jacket nodded his head towards us before finally sitting down.
"Dhoooooo's? is he human or open?" I'm talking about kangmas ear decays.
"Try asking, Va!" sahut Ridho's.
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