Ghaib Explorer (Gaib Pawang Group)
Chapter 115: The Blanket of the Old Hospital
Kota Pahlawan or better known by the name Surabaya. It is the second largest box after Jakarta.
The city was famous for its simple weapons. Weapons as it was then they used against the invaders by using only bamboo whose ends were made tapered.
Call it the name of the pointed bamboo.The monument is currently still standing majestically.
No matter how big the city is but the poverty level is still there. As it is today. A seven-year-old boy was walking on the sidewalk.
Using a small four-string guitar he walked to and fro. Type the traffic lights start flushing. The wheels of the vehicle stopped. It becomes an opportunity for the child to sing and then be given a sheet of money by riders who feel sorry or entertained.
"Joko!" call one of the other kids who seems older than him.
Yes, the name of the little boy was Joko and the other kid who called him was Dimas. Joko and Dimas are brothers but different fathers.
They were both abandoned by their parents because of economic problems. They live in a small wooden house located in TPS (Waste dump).
"How much money do you get?" ask Dimas to Joko.
The package of rinso that he held that was empty he made as a container put the money of the results of busking it.
Then the question made Joko duck check the money. Joko then smiled. Then he showed off the results of his packing.
"It's not much! But this is enough to eat later and tomorrow. Then we can save to buy a book. And we can take note of what the teachers at the school are saying there!" Joko.
Yes, this is the story of two unlucky street boys who met fate. Dimas looked up at the sky. The sky began to darken. Those gray clouds began to gather stretching ever wider.
"It will soon rain like it!" dimas said while pointing towards the sky.
That certainly makes Joko look up. Right, the sky is starting to darken. Then he remembered something about an object he found in the trash a moment ago while busking.
"Mas... I was this Nemu!" joko said while carrying black crackle.
Whatisit?. Think Dimas.
Seen Joko smiled then both hands began to open the black crackle. Joko pulled out a blanket that was still good still white and worth using.
"It can be used if it rains. Don't we always get cold when it rains? So the Lord loves us to bandage our bodies so that they do not get cold!" joko was on Dimas.
"Wahh... Nice work! It looks like it's new!" dimas told Joko.
"Yes!" joko said then put the blanket back into the crackle.
"Then let's go home!" joko told Dimas.
It was with pleasure that Dimas nodded. The two of them walked back to a small wooden house near the landfill.
Far from where they are. Since then, there has been an old man with many battery rings on his fingers.
The grinning grandfather looked at the two boys who were going further and further at the voracious distance. A foreign woman soon arrived. The figure came from nowhere it came from.
He was standing right next to the old man. A pale face. Both of his feet were untouched by the ground. That white shirt was a hospital nurse uniform a long time ago.
"I'm waiting for your gift, old man!" said the figure of the nurse.
Both of his normal eyes were red. Fresh blood came out from inside his eyeballs. The old grandfather who was being spoken to was only able to bow while still smiling.
"They're your next meal!" the old man said as he pointed towards Dimas and Joko far away.
Both of those bloody eyeballs narrowed. That sinister body slowly began to disappear like it was drifting in the voraciously something of his presence.