TITISAN MARANTI'S

TITISAN MARANTI'S
PASSENGER


Nur Rahman continued to walk among the seats occupied by the creepy figures. Among the passengers were the spirits of women and children. Nur Rahman almost dodged when a child ran towards him. However, he realized that he had to pretend not to see the little boy. The female spirit is then seen chasing an invisible little child just now. There was an uncomfortable feeling that the young man felt as he passed by the pair of spirits of the mother and child. His heart warmed as the two figures pierced through his body.


Nur Rahman's eyes were then fixed on an empty chair that was located a little backward. He had intended to choose the empty seat as his seat. But, he only realized that if he deliberately chose the chair then someone who is eyeing him will suspect that he has an inner eye. For him, the young man pretended to choose one of the chairs occupied by a spirit with a slightly fat body piece.


“Don't sit there, Mas!” shouted the conductor who was sitting in the back seat.


Nur Rahman turned towards the conductor. He was almost aghast as soon as he saw the original form of the conductor. His face was broken and his eyes almost popped out. There is one thing that distinguishes the form of the conductor from other spirits. Her chest like there was light. Perhaps that is what causes this form of conductor to be seen by people who do not have the ability to see with the inner eye.


“Where should I sit, Sir?” Nur Rahman ventured.


“Sit in this chair!” the conductor answered while pointing at the empty seat that had been targeted by the young man.


“Thank you,” replied Nur Rahman as he hurriedly walked towards that empty seat.


After the young man sat in his chair, the conductor yelled at the driver to run his bus again. Then Nur Rahman put his luggage next to him. The young man's bag was gone, so he used a plastic bag to store toys and other items.


Nur Rahman then leaned his back on the seat as the bus he was riding on drove back. There was one strangeness felt by the young man. Even though he was on the bus, he was inexplicably struck by the night wind as if directly touching his chest. The young man was cold. Because his jacket had been lost by thieves, the young man could only cross each other to slightly reduce the cold he felt.


“Cold yes, Mas?” greet the bus conductor suddenly from beside the young man.


Almost the young man shouted because he saw a sudden spooky form next to him. Fortunately, he can still control himself. Of course the plan will be ruined if he does that


“I'm not feeling well, Sir.” Nur Rahman tried to suppress his voice so as not to look like people were frightened.


The conductor returned to his original position. Nur Rahman felt a little relieved after the conductor returned to his seat in the back. The young man then leaned his back while slightly narrowing his eyes. He was well aware that he could not sleep in the ghost bus because if he did so his body would be taken to the realm of their death.


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The bus that night suddenly braked and its pace slowed down. Nur Rahman took a deep breath and tried to guess what would happen next. With the tail of his eyes the young man saw that a young man was riding into the bus through the back door. Not long ago he thought, the man was already next to him and trying to step over him.


“Excuse me, Mas!” he exclaimed the man while trying to step over his feet.


“Let me sit by the window, Bay!” nur Rahman answered while sliding his butt.


Of course the man who had just arrived was surprised to hear Nur Rahman's reply.


“Where do you know my name?” whisky Good.


“Eh .. no! I'm from say.” Nur Rahman started getting into trouble with unexpected questions like that.


“No! You must have known it from someone. Or maybe you're a good friend, yeah?”insist Bayu.


“Crazy you! What are you doing here? You know this is dangerous for you! You can die like those people!” Bayu whispered in an emotional tone.


“I came here because I want to know what happened to my friend named Rendi.”


“Rendi? Is he my childhood friend? You know him?”


“Yes. He's my best friend. He was found dead in the hills around this place. Aren't you trying to help her?”


“You can't be innocent, huh? I've always tried to save the people who sit in this chair. Yes, even though few believe me. The average thinks I'm crazy or crazy, so in the end they fall victim to this bus.”


“Did Rendi also not believe you?” nur Rahman asked as he looked at the young man's face in front of him. Pale, but not terrible like the others.


“Of course not! He trusts me so much. Even though he was wondering why he could meet me here. Finally he managed to escape from this bus.”


“Continue, why did my friend get killed?”


“There was someone who hurt him when he got off this bus and made it look like he had an accident.”


Nur Rahman was stunned by Bayu's explanation. The corner of his heart felt pain at that moment. He felt very missed with his friend at that time. The moments of togetherness with Rendi were clearly reflected in his eyes.


“Hey, you don't daydream! Soon you will have to get off this bus if you don't want to die like Rendi.”


“Iya .. yes ..” Nur Rahman surprised by Bayu's reprimand.


“I tell ya? Soon there will be a sharp turn. The bus will move a little slower. You should jump in at that moment. You moved sit here just to make it easier to jump.”


“It's okay. I'm just here.”


Even the night bus slowed down because it entered a fairly sharp corner. Bayu took his foot to the side to make room for Nur Rahman to pass. Nur Rahman instead told Bayu to stand up first so that he was easy to get out. Bayu seemed to notice the movement of the conductor who was in the middle of the bus.


Nur Rahman and Bayu were both standing on the bus in a very slow bus. Nur Rahman held Bayu's hand to maintain balance while his left hand attempted to open the back door of the unlocked bus.


“Hei, Mom! What do you want?” the conductor shouted from the front.


Nur Rahman and Bayu were panicked because they realized their plan was discovered by the bus conductor.


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