The Midnight Radio
Episode 46's

"Nyx, come here. Not busy?" call me when I just got home after the broadcast.

"Behold," he answered short and passed towards the kitchen. I myself returned to the living room after putting down the bag and opening the hoodie I was wearing. As for mama, it had been sleeping from before I left for the broadcast.

"Drink first orah, you just came home instead of drinking, cleaning, even immediately calling. Clean up first, I'll wait." Nyx put a glass of water on the table and pointed at the bathroom with her chin.

I nodded and went towards the bathroom. When I finished, I went back to nyx.

"Drink first" he said again. As soon as the water in the glass ran out, he asked. "What's up?"

"Nyx, I have abnormal tea now. Time in the studio can see the devil, and there were also strange events. The broadcast will have a speaker called the studio. Well we chat until finished, even I have closed the broadcast. I keep getting dizzy and being put on the brakes for a while. Not long, Gia same Remi ngingetin me to start broadcasting again. Though obviously that tea I just finished broadcasting. Just look at the clock, the clock indicates that the new broadcast has just begun. Keep me prank on the source, uh the story he's exactly the same as what was mentioned before. Strangely, I was the only one who realized. So rich can understand the future that way," I explained at length with a language that is chaotic because of nervousness. "What don't I say?"

Nyx frowned, "yes I understand! It looks like rich dejavu anyway. Dejavu is the phenomenon of feeling a strong sensation that an event or experience that is currently being experienced has been experienced in the past.

Usually the dejavu experienced by humans ranges between places or other humans. For example, you just came to A place for the first time, but you feel like you have come before and are very familiar with the place.

The next time you meet someone, call them A. You feel like you've met this guy before. Sometimes you just don't like this A. Just met. This is called dejavu.

But if your incident was mah, kaya is not. Because dejavu is more focused on the past while what you experienced happened a while before you broadcast," explained Nyx.

"What am I going through?" I'm just impatient.

"That's okay," answered Nyx short. "You say the branch but the distance is very tight. Danger of Oxu! Later you can't even differ which vision, which is real, because the two happen close together."

"How should I go?" ask again.

"Ruqyah. Rich me."

"You diruqyah? Wh why? How did I just know?" I looked at him in wonder.

"Because I can see nothing."

"Oh, same. Descendants of kali huh?"

"Yes, because our ancestors were rich," replied Nyx leaning back.

"I said, you diruqyah aja. Although it must be routine, but over time I get to know the benefits. The last time I went up the mountain, I never saw anything like that. If it's just a sound or a shadow, it's still, but it's much better."

"Where do we get derivatives from?" I looked at Nyx.

"Name us both full names" he said.

"Nyx Hayede Son of Suryanagara and Inoxu Aisyah Princess of Suryanagara? Suryanagara?" my many.

"Dad. From papa," he replied slowly. "Ruqyah is Oxu. The rich are not because we are chosen or because we are great. But because there are other creatures who always accompany us, so we can see, fuss and even experience the non-ngga."

"Do you know what kind of creature accompanies us?"

Nyx nodded, "Say mah, the guardian of Suryanagara's descent. White tiger. I also just know when to go up to Mount Salak with Galih and Putra."

I was shocked and quite surprised to hear it. Inwardly, I began to establish myself to follow in Nyx's footsteps for diruqyah.

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"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, hello everyone, Inoxu was present from the second floor studio Kisatan Midnight 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung. Today is like the last broadcast yesterday, I am still alone because Adul is still sick and can not attend to accompany us all. As the opening story, I will play a song request Della Septi from Fourtwnty with Tangut. Happy listening!"

I turned off the mic and went back to selecting the phone number of the person I was going to call. My forehead shriveled when I realized there was one name I knew. Immediately, I contacted him and asked the source to wait for a moment.

"Welcome to listeners who have just joined. Just now we've been listening together, Tangle from fourtwnty. Good song too? No need to linger anymore, at the end of the connection there are already speakers waiting. Huh hello? With whom where?" I asked with my heart beating.

"Hello Inoxu Tea, this is Flower."

"The flowers in Pasirkoja that sent the story by email, right?" ask again.

"Tea Beetle" he answered.

"Alhamdulillah. I can hear your voice!"

"Make Inoxu Tea," he replied gently.

"What is the story of flowers?

"You want the follow-up story yesterday, Tea."

"People" I replied.

"What you said is that there were people who died after the announcement of the sad news in the mushola, right?"

"Yes tea! Well, lately the mothers on the line it's the same arrival of new citizens. Initially, one of Bunga's neighbors said, call her mother J, if the strangeness about the death of the residents coincided with the arrival of the new residents. Ibu J said, it could actually be a new citizen is a person who is again learning a certain science that asks for a collision."

"Now that is it? There is no evidence of the fall of slander, you know" I replied.

"Yes Tea, so the other mothers are not too nanggepin. Until, the wife of one of the deceased stories. The night before her husband died, the door of her house was knocked at midnight and the new resident's voice was heard calling out the name of the deceased. Because it was thought that the new residents needed help, the door was opened. Surprisingly, there was no one. And it turns out, the wife or family of the deceased and the other deceased said the same thing. The day before he died, the sound of people calling and knocking at the door, but there was no form of it."

"It may be a coincidence, Bunga," I said quickly.

"Nah at first the other mothers thought so. Until finally the mother J said that he mergokin new residents like to come out the middle of the mall around the settlement and look like naburin flowers in certain houses."

"Seriously?" manywould be surprised.

"Seriously, Tea. And the house that was sprinkled with this flower, its inhabitants sick."

"Whoops!" chirping. "How come?"

"Yes is becoming the talk of these mothers. They each gather while waiting for the greengrocer to pass, must be this language."

"Kok I was suspicious of J's mother, huh? Hehehe," as I.

"Why Tea? ask Flowers quickly.

"Gga, the rich who seem to monitor the new citizens, to know that the new residents like to go out at midnight."

"Yes too, Tea?" ask the flower at the end of the joint.

"hey are. But want the story circulating in your home environment rich what, the important thing I can hear your voice. What does Flower make? Ready to be contacted. So, what you said that you might die from the announcement of death in the mosque on your behalf, is broken, right?"

"Yes, Tea" replied the short flower.

"Yes atuh alhamdulillah. Anything else to tell?"

"Udah Teh, that's the story of the Flower. Later if Bunga has a story again, can send whatsapp?"

"That's right, makasi ya Bunga has joined the Story of Midnight. Always healthy?" I'm ending the conversation.

"Makasi Teh Inoxu," Flowers replied before turning off the connection.

"Well, that's the Flower of Sandkoja. Some listeners until someone sends a message to the Story of Midnight team because of curiosity fate of Flowers. Thank God, Flowers are in good health. One song request Arif Zayyan from Drive with Together the Stars will be the closing story this time. Inoxu and team please say goodbye, Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

I turned off the mic and immediately looked towards the wall clock. Aman, the clock shows at 00:39 which means the broadcast is finished.

"Xu! Hayu comes home," Gia asked. He and Remi were packing their bags.

I nodded and began to stuff my personal belongings into the bag when the sound of items falling and followed by the screeching of Gia.

"Tablet I'm down! Duh, where is the crack," he said nelangsa.

"Eat him naro not on the table. Nonsensical right?" remi said concerned.

"Be careful, ma'am" I added.

I grabbed the drinking place at the table and intended to put it in the bag as Gia exclaimed, "Xu! Hayu's home."

For a moment I was pensive before getting up quickly and heading to Gia's table, then snatching her tablet on the table until the girl was shocked. "Sh Xu! Just ngagetin!" his protest.

"Pinjem jerked," I replied briefly and pretended to notice the tablet in my hand that was without cracks.

"You pinjem? Just take it home," continued Gia again.

"Well, I just want to see how many inches the screen is" I replied as I handed the tablet and turned to my desk to pick up the bag.

Prak!

I looked up and saw Gia picking up the tablet from the floor. "Tablet I'm down! Duh, where is the crack," he said nelangsa.

While sitting back down, my brain was filled with many thoughts. The vision I experienced did not allow me to change what was supposed to happen. Even if I tried to prevent the Gia tablet from falling, it would still fall anyway.

"Woi Xu! Hayu ya go home," Remi looked at me. Gia herself was already wearing her bag and preparing to go outside the studio.

"Yes hayu," I stood up with a deep breath.