The Midnight Radio
Episode 6

"Solider, solider! Who said solider even first run away! Emang kaleg rich you mah, if there is a want, yell the fastest. The desperate turn, find it safe yourself," I sprayed it when I saw Gia in the studio.

The last night of our meeting, there was an incident of laughter without form. Out of the studio, we split up and went straight home.

"Yes sorry. But spontaneously, pas denger just as it feels like running."

"Neither know ah!" I said annoyed and went straight to the desk.

"Pssst pssst, Xu!" call Gia.

"Naon?"

"Where if the broadcast later, you're suffering from awkwardness in this studio?" answer Gia.

I looked at his face in disbelief. "The more macem-macem you mah! We're not talking here a lot of strange events, let alone talked about!"

"Yes yeah? Yes, I don't do it," he replied weakly. "Eh but, Xu. The XXX hospital where Karin works, my mother said she's not operating."

"Astagfireullah! Not started the broadcast yet! If something is weird, I want to run away. Bodo wants to be fired too."

"Yeeee! Don't care. We have to be strong" said Gia.

"Whatever!"

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"One show from Westlife with Flying Without Wings increasingly makes this night grimace aka romantic goosebumps. Hahey! The listener does not feel at all? Lately the temperature at night was very cold. If my mom says it's the season people get sick. So definitely, always maintain health by eating nutritious, getting enough rest and also exercising.

Yak! At the end of the line, our source is waiting. Please introduce yourself."

"I'm Ucuy, Inoxu Tea. From Afternoon."

"Please Kang Ucuy, what's the story?" my many.

"This is the story of yesterday to Jakarta via the Cipularang toll road, Teh."

"Toll story Cipularang? Oh safe if Cipularang mah. The highway is far from here, so the demon won't come here" I chanted.

"Xu!" Gia whispered loudly reminiscing while Remi looked at me sharply.

"Sorry," I whispered, cupping my hands in front of my chest. "Next Kang."

"So the story I have a national meeting in Jakarta and can only go there after returning from work. Because through the Cipularang toll road, to Jakarta does not take long. I left at five o'clock in the afternoon, take a leisurely walk, Teh. Overcast and sempit drizzle position."

"The laughter is not good" I said.

"Fine, Tea. Fitting adzan magrib, I just arrived in the 90th kilometer."

"That's really. Before the rest area at kilometer 97, it was raining a bit more. The contours of the road there will decline steadily uphill so I slowly because of his intention also walk leisurely. Want to stop by also to the rest area for eating and praying magrib.

Well, tau-tau from the back there is a car mepet and ngasi lamp far away. I move aside, want to walk. But wait, it's a car not overtaking. When I look in the rear view, the car fits perfectly in the back of my car. Yeah I gave you the lights to move the lane to the right, uh followed again, Tea."

"Woh, how are you?" manya curious.

"The car was holding the lights far away again. Long time I sprained, because of glare right? I think, the driver of the rear car is a wealth of beginners, because it likes very far lights. In addition, it is very important. I was speeding, he was speeding. I was slow, he was slow too, but never overtaking.

Until finally there is a sign that rest area about one kilometer more. I'm gasping, Tea. Long-time afraid too, dipepet rich so. Fitting really want to go into the left lane to the rest area, I see that the car is still stuck behind me. I'm getting faster. Intention to take the rest area line continues to stop, want to know the driver of the car behind. When it stopped, I looked back. And Teteh know no? That's a car! No look anywhere. It was clear that the car was still behind my car."

"Seriously?" I try to keep my tone of voice from sounding frightened.

"So seriously, Tea. There's no car at all."

"That's really exciting! If so, why - why do you try? It will be dipepet, given the lights, if Kang Ucuy is nervous, can be why," I added.

"There it is, Tea. Fear of getting fucked, right? Kilometers 90-100 is very famous. Well, after that, the second incident fits in his mosque. I was late to pray magrib. It was right to enter the mosque, just my stay. Though in hindsight a bit unreasonable. Magrib prayer time is not too far away, and usually there are also those who do not go to the congregation. Or if not, abis salat like to sit around all rest on the terrace of the mosque. This doesn't exist. No one at all, Tea. The prayer is also very quiet. A glimpse of the smell of incense. Only the name of prayer do we try khusuk. But yes, that feeling cannot be lied to. It's not quiet, it's innate" explained Kang Ucuy.

"What happened?"

"Once the greeting, tau-tau in the mosque rame terribly. And the atmosphere was not as calm as before. Many people pray, who sit around. There are small children sleeping, but I am sure, before there was no one at all."

"Wow, serem too, Kang? Akang continued to come to Jakarta safely, right?" manya curious.

"Yes, Tea. If I why-why how can I now tell in the Story of Midnight."

"Oh yeah?" my words patted my forehead. Gia and Remi were seen shaking their heads.

"At least, Tea, my story. Thank God I survived to Jakarta and also returned home to Bandung."

"OK if that's it. Kang Ucuy, make a lot of it already want to share his story here. Keep on healthy?" I'm ending the conversation.

"Together, Inoxu Tea. Always healthy too, right?"

I turned off the connection and focused on the mic. "The history of the construction of the Cipularang toll road connecting Jakarta demgan Bandung is in order to welcome the Asia-Africa Summit to commemorate the 50th anniversary of the Asia-Africa Summit (1955-2005).

The Cipularang toll road was inaugurated in 2005 by the then Indonesian president, Mr. Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono. Maybe the listeners have often heard that this toll is quite haunted and many horror stories that occur there. In addition, many accidents occur and often take lives. If from the state of the long road, uphill and then downhill can indeed be said to be prone huh? That is why, every travel would be nice if we pray and ask for salvation to Allah SWT.

A chat from the Frank Ocean with the Moon River closes our meeting this time. I'm Inoxu please leave. See you again at Kisah Tengah Malam every Monday, Wednesday and Friday eleven o'clock at only 12.08 FM Radio Rebel Bandung. Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

I turned off the mic, removed the headphones and quickly packed my personal items into the bag.

"That rush?" ask Gia.

"Yo'i, before anything strange happened," I answered hurriedly wearing my backpack. As if confirming, Gia and Remi also rushed to pack. We walked quickly to the studio exit.