The Midnight Radio

The Midnight Radio
Episode 60's


"Cie who's groggy, until he falls into high heels."


"That's nothing but wearing keds shoes, rather than falling."


"So I want to see Inoxu use kebaya."


Those words greeted my ears when I had just entered. On the sofa, again gathered senior broadcasters who were joking. Everyone laughed for a moment when they saw me staring cynically.


"That's it! Why come at this hour? Yayang's told?" ask one of them.


"I just want nanya, why is this hour not home yet? Even gathering here," I replied as I sat in the corner of the sofa. "It's the clock that night announcer knows."


Tea Hani smiled before replying. "So there's the Kapolsek voice recording, Xu."


"What's Tea for?" manya curious.


"Yes make diarin fit in the middle of the ad. It's an appeal."


"I mean, what the fuck is there until I have to grumble the appeal," I replied.


"Cases of disobedience have been rising lately, Xu. Therefore, the police chief came to complain about the appeal that the contents do not come out malem if it is not very important. There are many victims" explained Teh Hani.


I nodded in understanding.


"That's why the broadcasters are still in the gathering because of the abis nge-copy of the appeal recording, make it available in their respective programs. But Gia was also on top, copying again," he added.


"Oh yeah? Ish didn't say from earlier Hani mah Tea. Yeah, I'm upstairs, yeah, Tea?" my father stood up and rushed upstairs.


"Woi," I said to Gia who was focusing on the monitor.


"Xu, come here!" bring him. "Derror." Gia gave me headphones. My forehead shriveled at the faint voice recorded.


"I really need to copy the master recording, but several times there is a noise. I'm the wrong one in the process of copying files or what?" ask Gia.


"Diem first," cut me, then re-record with a larger volume.


"π™Άπš’, πšπš˜πš•πš˜πš—πš ...."


My breath was blocked and I immediately turned to the left and right.


"Why, Xu?" ask Gia wonder.


"There's a voice asking for help the 'to-record."


"Seriously?" Gia's face was starting to get scared.


"Seriously. Gi, please. That," I replied.


"Why call me by my name?" Gia's getting scared.


"Where's tau. Do you want to try a copy? This time the noise wasn't intentional," I said softly.


"Yes, yeah." Gia returned to copy the recording process which took about fifteen minutes. My eyes turned towards the wall clock that was already showing ten o'clock more.


"Udah nih," interrupted Gia after a while. "Hayu dengerin, I'm afraid of horrifying myself."


I nodded and waited for him to press the play button when somehow my body suddenly goosebumps.


"πš‡πšž, π™Άπš’πšŠ, πšπš˜πš•πš˜πš—πš ...."


Gia and I stared at each other before finally taking off the rough headphones we were wearing and running down the stairs. On the sofa, everyone had already dispersed so that there was no one.


"Aragh!" I and Gia shouted in surprise at the voice from behind us. When he looked, Mumu looked at the two of us with a look of wonder.


"Ngga anything. Shocked doang," I said as I sat on the sofa and followed by Gia. Mumu herself returned to the pantry after seeing us both calm down.


"Xu! E*and whose voice is that? Calling out our names!"


"Do not know, do not do me! I was shocked by it. Where his voice is very soft, sad so innate," I replied.


"Yes, we have waited here aja deh, until the others on the dateng. Wonderful, it was a real race here. It's been disbanded" added Gia.


I just nodded and tried to catch my breath that was still irregular.


"πš‡πšž ...."


The voice sounded again and made me nervous. Half-dead I held back the fear that Gia who was sitting next to me would not be afraid. My heart slipped as I remembered leaving my phone and headphone in my bag in the studio.


"πš‡πšž ..., πšŠπš”πšž πš—πšπšŽπš›πšπš’ πš”πšŽπš—πšŠπš™πšŠ πš”πšŠπš–πšž πš‹πš’πšœπšŠ πš—πšπšŽπšπšŽπš—πšπšŽπš› πšœπšžπšŠπš›πšŠ, πš’πšŠπš—πš πš˜πš›πšŠπš—πš πš—πš˜πš›πš–πšŠπš• πš—πšπšπšŠ πšπšŽπš—πšπšŽπš›. πšƒπšŽπš›πš—πš’πšŠπšπšŠ πš›πšŠπšœπšŠπš—πš’πšŠ πš”πšŠπš’πšŠ πšπš’πš—πš’. πš†πšŠπš•πšŠπšžπš™πšžπš— πš›πšŽπšπšžπš™, πšŒπšŠπš‘πšŠπš’πšŠ πš”πšŠπš–πšž πš—πšŽπš—πšŠπš—πšπš’πš— πš‹πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš, πš‡πšž."


I straightened my body to hear the next word. Although faint, I feel if the sound is familiar.


"π™°πš”πšž πš‹πš’πšœπšŠ πš—πšπšŽπš›πšπš’ πš”πšŽπš—πšŠπš™πšŠ πš”πšŠπš–πšž πšœπšŽπš•πšŠπš•πšž πš™πšŠπš”πšŽ πš‘πšŽπšŠπšπš™πš‘πš˜πš—πšŽ πš”πšŽ πš–πšŠπš—πšŠ-πš–πšŠπš—πšŠ. πš‚πšžπšŠπš›πšŠ-πšœπšžπšŠπš›πšŠ πš”πšŠπš’πšŠ πšπš’πš—πš’ πš—πšπšŽπšπšŠπš—πšπšπšž πš‹πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš 𝚒𝚊, πš‡πšž? πšƒπšŠπš™πš’ πšœπšŽπš›πš’πšžπšœ, πš‘πšŠπš πšŠ πšπš’ πšœπšŽπš”πš’πšπšŠπš› πš”πšŠπš–πšž πšπšžπš‘ πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš πš‹πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš. π™±πš’πš”πš’πš— πš—πš’πšŠπš–πšŠπš—. π™°πš”πšž πš—πšπšπšŠ πš—πš’πšŠπš—πšπš”πšŠ πš‹πš’πšœπšŠ πš—πšπšŽπš›πšŠπšœπšŠπš’πš— πš’πšŠπš—πš πš”πšŠπš’πšŠ πšπš’πš—πš’.


π™ΌπšŠπš”πšŠπšœπš’πš‘ 𝚒𝚊 πš‡πšž? πš„πšπšŠπš‘ πš–πšŠπšž πš“πšŠπšπš’ πšπšŽπš–πšŽπš— πšŠπš”πšž. π™°πš”πšž πš‹πšŠπš‘πšŠπšπš’πšŠ πš‹πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš πš‹πš’πšœπšŠ πš”πšŽπš—πšŠπš• πšœπšŠπš–πšŠ πš”πšŠπš–πšž πš πšŠπš•πšŠπšžπš™πšžπš— πšπšŠπš•πšŠπš– πš πšŠπš”πšπšž πšœπš’πš—πšπš”πšŠπš. π™°πš”πšž πš—πšπšπšŠ πš—πš’πšŠπš—πšπš”πšŠ πš—πšŠπšœπš’πš‹ πšŠπš”πšž πš‹πšŠπš”πšŠπš• πš”πšŠπš’πšŠ πšπš’πš—πš’. π™ΏπšŠπšπšŠπš‘πšŠπš• πšŠπš”πšž πš—πšžπš—πšπšπšžπš’πš— πš‹πšŠπš—πšπšŽπš πš‘πšŠπš›πš’ πš’πšœπšπš’πš–πšŽπš πšŠ πš”πšŠπš–πšž. π™ΌπšŠπšŠπšπš’πš— πš”πšŠπš•πšŠπšž πš—πšŠπš—πšπš’ πšŠπš”πšž πš—πšπšπšŠ πšπšŠπšπšŽπš—πš. π™±πšŠπš‘πšŠπšπš’πšŠ πšœπšŽπš•πšŠπš•πšž 𝚒𝚊, πš‡πšž? π™°πš”πšž πš™πšŠπš–πš’πš ...."


My tears hardened for a moment until I covered my face with both palms.


"Xu's? Heh, why?" tanya Gia shook my shoulder slowly. I was still crying because I realized whose voice I had just heard.


"Steak, why?" Your mom came to me. He seemed to hear me crying.


"Ox!" Bang Win called out with a tense face as soon as he entered. He saw tears on my face.


"Come along," he asked. "Gia too, come along."


"Where is Bang Win going? Our bags are still on top, just take it first," said Gia before darting to the second floor with Mumu.


"I heard his voice. He said he was saying goodbye," I said on the sidelines. Bang Win held my hand in silence.


"Come Bang. Where are we going?" gia asked after returning from the studio and handed me my bag.


"Hospital. Remi had to waste time on the way here. The bike was about to be taken, but because he was volunteering, it knocked a sharp tool into Remi's head. We got the news a while ago and immediately made the broadcaster who is still here followed to the hospital," replied Bang Win.


Gia immediately hugged me tightly. "Don't tell me that the voice we just heard was Remi's."


"Come?" bring Bang Win. "You, leave the office? I have asked some broadcasters to come here for nemenin. If you are afraid, wait with the security guard in front."


Mumu nodded in silence.


***


After a long trip to the hospital, we arrived in front of an ICU room. No one is allowed to enter because according to Teh Hani, Remi is in a critical condition and in a coma.


Gia and I looked at Remi's crying mother and approached her to accompany her. Instantly the woman hugged us one by one and asked us to forgive Remi's mistake.


Remi's body, covered with blankets and many hoses attached to various devices, can be seen from the small glass on the ICU door.


"I don't know if you can beat me or not. But if you're horrified, please wake up, Rem. You're one of my best friends. I will not be able to be the same as before if until you go ngedadak rich gini. Build Brake! We have promised to be old until we are old. Until you have children, until you have grandchildren, then. Please wake! Brake Spirit, spirit!" I said between tears.


The figure of Bang Win who was standing behind me was seen from the reflection of the shadow on the ICU door. He held my shoulder tightly to channel the power.