The Midnight Radio
Episode 68's

[I'm still out with Kang Saija and Utep, not far from Radio Rebel. If you have finished broadcasting, call?]

I got Bang Win's message when I just came to Radio Rebel. Intending to sit on the sofa, my forehead wrinkled as it saw some parts of the sofa wet. In the end, I sat down in the reception chair and replied to Bang Win's message.

[Yes. I'll call] later

"Yahoo!"

"Mama!" I shouted loudly and looked at the figure who had just shouted first. "Did, Mumu! Ngaagetin anyway! I took this lemes because of the shock!"

Mumu looked surprised before her countenance turned frantic. "Duh, Ino Tea sorry! Mumu did not know that Teteh was sitting there again. Usually, they sit on the couch."

"The atmosphere is wet. Who the hell is sitting there talking? So wet right," I said as I pointed at the wet sofa with my chin.

"Teh, it's been a whole day of non-testing. It was fitting Mamu saw before Teteh dateng, not wet really," replied Mumu as she walked over.

"Cock can get wet? Is there anything leaking above?" tanyaku.

"What's the big leak? It is also said that Mumu does not test," he said.

I paused for a moment in silence.

"So Mumu was also screaming because it was not Ino Tea sitting here."

"Who saw it? I've been sitting here since, you know" I said.

"You were writhing him with short hair wearing glasses and a wet red jacket at that time" he whispered almost inaudible.

The deg! 'Teh Nday!' inner me instantly.

"Misunderlook at the richness of you, Mu," I said in the end.

"Yes the power, huh? Yes already, Mumu want to go outside first Tea, nyari eat," he replied before walking out.

I looked around the place where I was sitting and put on sharp ears if there were any sounds that would be heard. Naughtiness! There's nothing.

"Whoi, Xu! Wailing mutely," said Gia who had just entered. "Adul permit no broadcast, want nganterin Mom to see a doctor."

"What pain does it hurt?" I looked at Gia.

"The wind-drenched gasp. Why sit there, Xu? Here on the sofa," invite Gia who had sat first.

"Well, don't you see?"

"Well, why is it wet?" gia asked while patting the back of her pants.

"Don't know," I said short. "I had no intention of telling Gia anything because I was worried that she was scared.

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"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. Inoxu present from the second floor studio The Story of Midnight 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung greet all loyal listeners wherever they are. Lately heavy rain and strong winds often hit Bandung huh? For all listeners, try to always be ready for an umbrella or raincoat if going to do outdoor activities. Do not forget also, maintain a nutritious intake and adequate rest so as not to easily fall ill. One song requested by Rosma Lana from Wali with Good Honey will be the beginning of the story this time. Stay tuned and don't go anywhere."

I turned off the mic and called the source for tonight. After connecting, I asked him to wait for a moment.

"That's the Guardian, with Good Sweetheart. And at the end of the channel, we're already connected to our source. Hello, where's it with?"

"Inoxu Tea Night, this is with Agus in Ciganitri."

"Night Kang Agus, what's the story?"

"You want to tell me about my experience when I met my late father's work, Tea."

"I get the task to visit the home of one of the office consumers where I work. When he arrived at his house, call it father A, he was shocked because he said I was similar to one of his friends in the office. Start us talking and it turns out, he's my old papa office friend, Tea."

"What a coincidence, Kang?" my response.

"Yes Teh, so once the office business has been settled, I do not go home directly, even continue to chat with this Mr. A. Mr. A story, if in the year 2011, he had called to my house and happened to be raised directly by papa. Just he said, at that time he felt strange because my papa said he digelantur and more did not visit. Because it was thought my father was sick again, Mr. A broke the connection.

I was shocked and told him that my father had died in early 2010. In addition, at the end of the same year, we deliberately asked to disconnect the house phone because of another renovation of the front house."

"Well, who picked up dong's phone, Kang?" I asked with a feeling that began to fret.

"Ngga tau, Tea. Mr. A said, after he called home and talked to my father, he met his friend, said father B. Mr. A told all to Mr. B and Mr. B said that my father had actually died in 2010, because Mr. B had served at home.

Mr. A told me that he was very surprised when he heard the news, when clearly he knew that the voice that raised the phone was my papa's voice. That's not possible, Tea. People who have died a little long can pick up the phone at that time even already disconnected."

"Yes, no way rich. But if the story of father A, it seems impossible also if he is not there?" my spoken.

"Yes Tea. That's why I thought, yeah. Maybe the real father A chat with my father, I do not want to musingin, later even parno live in his own home," replied Kang Agus.

"Emang serem his house, Kang?"

"Said serem henga also, yes the name of the house, 'there will be rich so and we often find things awkward, but never taken dizzy. Just do it, Tea," replied Kang Agus.

"Yes really, dizzy yourself later. What do you do, Kang Agus?"

"Oia, just as my father died, coincidentally, my sick son was admitted home from the hospital, Teh. My wife and my in-laws could not join the corpse to the village because waiting for my son. After returning from the village, I met a neighbor who said that at night we all went to deliver the body of my father, my son was crying. This neighbor said, maybe because it still did not feel well and also because it was dark, my son cried continuously. Oh yes, papa died coinciding with Nyepi's feast day and we and our family commemorate it, so at home is pitch black."

"But his son didn't why Kang?"

"Clearly not why, Tea. Because when I told my wife, my wife said, as much as we go to the village to make papa's corpse, our son slept very fast until morning," replied Kang Agus.

"Well, who's crying, Kang?"

"Hehehe. Don't know, Tea. At home papa emang many events that sometimes do not make sense, rich in goods own mill, later tau-tau appear again. That's so. But so far it hasn't bothered me that much. So until now, we are comfortable living there," explained Kang Agus. "Ever, pas papa has died, my son told me very fitting magrib time if there is a grandfather. It was my papa's signature smell."

"Wooh, a kid can still see the rich that time, Kang?"

"It could be, Tea. I don't want to think, afraid of parno. Ahaha! Yes, that's the story of my tea. Makasi has been given to share the story," continued Kang Agus.

"Yes, Kang. Makasi already want to tell, greetings to the family," I replied before turning off the connection.

"That was the story of Kang Agus from Ciganitri. The ending of the story of Kang Agus signifies the end of the Story of Midnight this time. One song Zaenab Luxfiaty AS request from Peterpan by Removing Your Traces will be the closing story this time. Inoxu and team please leave, wassalamualaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh."

I turned off the mic and checked my phone. There was no reply from Bang Win's omen if he was still outside.

"Well go home, Xu! Grab I'm in front, "gia's taking me off my headphones and putting my stuff in my bag. Not to forget I also wear headphones given Bang Win.

Just when I was just sitting down and Gia was home, I remembered that I hadn't called Bang Win. In a hurry to remove the headphones I was wearing, my hand wrongly pressed the fast call number and instead connected to someone else's mobile number.

My ears caught the faint sound of music coming from behind. Out of curiosity, I stepped towards there while listening intently. As I looked at my phone, my forehead creased rapidly.

"𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞! 𝘼𝙙𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙮𝙖!"

That soft voice sounded very close to my ear and instantly shocked me. However, the growing curiosity, made me step back to the back.

Bugs!

Just a few steps away, there was a loud sound in my ear followed by a sense of dizziness unbearable so that my vision darkened instantly.