
"Xu, Xu!" remi exclaimed when he saw me just getting into the radio station building.
"Why what?"
"The news broadcaster that broadcasts in our studio said that the phone connection to the monitor was interrupted and could not be used to call outside" Remi replied.
"Wow, how do you keep going? The Gia came?" ask again.
"Udah, again in the same studio Teh Hani and Bang Win tried to make a connection. How's dong? If you can't call the source, then we should ask the source to call us?"
"Well, how are you?" I was massaging my forehead slowly. Before long, Gia appeared followed by Hani Tea and Bang Win.
"Xu, fifteen more minutes of broadcast, but we can't use the phone line. It can, but it will not be able to grieve, so listeners will not be able to be horrified. Want to use speakers but definitely noise, noise," explained Gia.
"Most if so, you have to use the source directly. Don't by phone," said Bang Win.
I stared at Gia and Remi who were suddenly glancing at Teh Hani.
"Duh, how sad. Teteh this malem can not, want there is need," said Teh Hani understand the meaning of our gaze.
Gia turned to look at Bang Win who was then responded to by the senior broadcaster. "Duh, punten euy. I also have a promise with you."
Not long after, both of them said goodbye and patted our shoulders slowly.
"Where's this? ask Gia lirih.
My eyes stared at the figure who had just entered the studio and headed towards the pantry. "Adul!" call me. The figure looked over and approached.
"Not busy?" ask directly. This Adul is a guy who works at radio stations as an office boy.
"Ngga Tea. Adul's working hours are fine. It's going to the pantry, take the miss Adul sandals."
"Good!" myrag. Gia and Remi who understood my point immediately pulled Adul's hand to the second floor.
"So gini Dul, we want to ask you to be a speaker at our event," explained Gia.
"So Adul in that interview, Teh?" tanyakanya.
The three of us nodded.
"Radio entry?"
The three of us nodded again.
"Wouldn't you?" ask the three of us at the same time.
Replace Adul who nodded his head. As soon as possible, Remi and I headed to our desk. Gia gave a brief briefing.
"Standby, Xu!" fun Remi.
I nodded and put on headphones. While Adul instead took out his phone and selfie ria with this studio as his background.
"Adul! Take the photos!" said Gia. "Well, let's start."
Adul nodded and approached my desk. Gia brought him a chair and gave him headphones. "Pake," he ordered.
"3, 2, 1, on water!" Remi raised her thumb.
"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi. Good evening and welcome back to Inoxu—."
"And I'm Adul," Adul cut suddenly.
"Hahaha, yes and Adul, in the Story of Midnight 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung."
I continued the opening that was cut by Adul's words. Gia was seen patting the forehead while Remi smiled widely.
"Tonight I am accompanied by Adul who will be our source this time. Adul this—."
"Adul tea obe here gaes. Obe on Rebel's radio, "cut Adul again.
"That's fine. Adul also worked on Rebel radio. One song from Cupumanik with Syair Manunggal will be the opening of the Story of Midnight this time. Enjoy, and don't go anywhere."
"Where are you going to Tea? Can again broadcast—."
I hurriedly turned off the mic and patted hard on the forehead. It seems that making Adul the source is not a wise decision.
Plaque!
"Adul, if again opening or if again not asked by Inoxu, do not say anything," said Gia hit Adul's shoulder.
"Oh yes Tea, maap. It's the first broadcast, so it's really fun!" he answered, jumping on the chair.
I threw a glance at Remi and we both grinned at Adul's behavior. After a while, as soon as the song ended, I turned on the mic again and gave a sharp look at Adul accompanied by an index finger that I stuck to the lips.
"Adul mah like dangdut, Inoxu Tea," said Adul.
"Dadul, later on Teteh puterin dangdut song for Adul. Because our speakers at night are very excited, I will not be at length again and will immediately allow Adul to share his story. Adul, what story do you have to share with all listeners?"
"Solem stories?" ask Adul.
"Free, what story can it be. But listeners like the serem-serem. Or if not, Teteh asked. How long have you been working here?"
"A Year is Tea" replied Adul.
"Have there ever been any strange incident that Adul experienced in this place?"
"That much is mah! Adul once came out of dawn because he said the children broadcast the morning news want to dateng early. But right here, there's no one.
Yes as usual, Adul directly to the back to take a clean-up tool. Fitting in the back shed with a whimper there's the sound of people singing Tea, but there's no form."
"Certainly? Are you afraid not?" my many.
"Religious. There is no form of it. What are you afraid of?" said innocently.
"Cool girl! Brave Adul, there's still a story? All the stories are pretty."
"In addition to that voice, Adul also never saw the appearance of a Dutch noni who had a bloody face. Noni is the mango tree's tea waiter behind it, tea."
"Yes, you know" my response was brief.
"Or noni Dutch?" ask Adul.
"Isn't. Or the mango tree" I replied.
"Ih the Teteh mah. Well that's the most serem in the first-floor studio Tea."
Why emang?"
"The Dutch are all. Noni, continued the horror of the twin sisters, there were also small children," explained Adul.
"How are there?"
"Seremnya, they do not understand Indonesian or Sundanese, Teh. If you are told to go, even diem."
"Thou art a somplain. Watch out for the lecture," I said. I glanced towards Gia who was patting her forehead and also Remi who was shaking her head slowly.
"Datengin aja, Adul mah not afraid. In the village, Adul often help pak ustad if there is a trance."
"Egyptian demon?"
"Getting the possessed, Tea," he replied again grinning.
"Agul Mah is not afraid. If it's here, come here! Adul will face it," he added again.
Enough is! Adul's babbling made me start to fear that something was going to happen. "Yes, that's a lot, huh? I'd like to spend some time here and share a story for the listeners of the Midnight Story."
Gia was already standing behind Adul and covered the young man's mouth with her hands.
"One song from Superman Is Dead with Sunset In the Land of Anarchy will be the end of our encounter this time. Inoxu, Adul and the rest of the team please leave, see you again in the Story of Midnight 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung. Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."
I quickly turned off the mic. "Alhamdulillah," I said gratefully.
"Ih Teteh, Adul has not been saying goodbye," he grumbled.
"Neverything, has been represented by Inoxu," replied Gia.
I took off my headphones and started cleaning up my things when Adul asked permission to take a selfie from the desk where I was broadcasting. After I allowed it, not long after that he was seen lifting the camera and styled with various poses.
"Looky! Ih what the hell is this," exclaimed Adul approached me and showed a photo on his phone screen. My eyes widened automatically to see if a pair of hands touched Adul's shoulder while sitting in my work chair. Just a disembodied hand because right behind my chair is a wall. The faces of Gia and Remi who were taking part in the photo, paled quickly.
"Why the hell at diem? Nothing gaes, just doang hands. Adul Mah is more afraid of humans. The evil man is more than the devil" said Adul.
"Worse yet, Adul ngocehnya! Let's go home, let's get the rubber," Remi asked. Adul himself was seen sitting back in my chair and busy typing something.
I put on my backpack and threw a glance at Adul. At that moment, my eyes glared back involuntarily. A pair of hands that had only been seen in the photo, now clearly visible on both shoulders Adul. A pale hand wrinkled with purple blue streaks made my body lose the ability to move as if something was holding back. Gia and Remi also stood glued not far from me.
"Adul?" call Gia lirih. "That's. Handed. On shoulder. That's."
I held my breath and clearly saw Adul's shocked face as he looked towards his shoulder.
"Yeah!" loud shouting. Adu's scream brought my consciousness back and allowed me to move my body. I quickly ran towards the door, followed by Gia and Remi.
"Yeah! A trick! Don't stay in Adul! Help me!" hysterical shouting. Her body soaring in my chair like a hot worm was the last sight before I walked out of the studio.