The Midnight Radio
Episode 7's

"Remi hasn't come yet?" I asked Gia who was sitting in front of the monitor. The girl seemed to be busy fiddling with something.

"Gga came to him. A toothache said," replied Gia.

"What are you doing?" ask again.

"Nyiapin. Remi didn't come in."

"Oh, okay." I nodded my head and headed to my own desk.

"Standby yes, Xu!" said Gia. "The first song from Jikustik, Poetry."

"Yeshaaap!" I prepared the mic and headphones. After the cue from Gia, I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. The Story of Midnight 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung with Inoxu here. Welcome back, I say to all my fans everywhere. Over the next hour and a half we will accompany the rest of the listeners all with various stories. Those who want to participate can send a message with the format of the space name where the active phone number is spaced and send it to number 081210969. The song request this time came from my producer, Gia's mother, Jikustik with Poetry. Happy listening and don't go anywhere."

I turned off the mic after seeing Gia raise her thumb and decided to contact the source for the story this time.

"Yeah! That's Jikustik with Poetry. Songs that have been long enough, right? I want, in the past because this song is often on the computer on MTV, Inbox on SCTV and Dahsyat on the RCTI charts, I suddenly became fond of poetry. Is the power cool? Write poetry for loved ones. Ahahai! Haha. Welcome to listeners who have just joined. At the end of the connection, we've connected with the resource person to share the story tonight. Please introduce yourself."

"Night Inoxu Tea, I'm Dimas of Stone Fruit" said a voice at the end of the joint.

"Night Dimas, please. Would you like to share a story with the listener?"

"You know my love story, Tea," Dimas replied.

"Well! That's it, the other story is that, do not continue horror, I will long be afraid of broadcast. Sok Dimas, mango!"

"When I was in college, I was with one of the girls in class. Her name is Cici. Let's get a really pokonya Teh. Like playing together, doing chores together, snacking together, etc. Everywhere the two continue. Because deket and I were comfortable, I braced myself for a shoot."

"Shoot? Oh, yeah, yeah?" my many.

"Yes tea, I asked him to be my girlfriend."

"accepted?" ask again.

"accepted."

"Alhamdulillah," I said. "Keep in love?"

"Yes that's tea. But our relationship is healthy, just playing together and not weird."

"Goody!" sahutku.

"We dated long enough until we graduated. Well, before graduating, I worked at one of the companies in the city of Bandung. While Cici, once graduated, he was accepted to work at one of the banks, but in Jakarta," Dimas said.

"Had LDR? Long distance relationship?"

"Yes. We are LDR for almost a year. Honestly, I love Cici and want to be serious about her. Therefore, I am looking for job vacancies in Jakarta so that I can all nyamperin him."

"Well, what a hell is that?" cut me.

"Tea Banget. His name is darling, right? Long story short, I finally caught up also in one of the companies in Jakarta. Really happy anyway because I think I can be together again Cici. In addition, I also have the intention to treat him. Finally, I moved to Jakarta, but I did not say the same Cici. Want to make a surprise anyway.

After settling the problem of residence and others. I nyamperin Cici in his office. I'm waiting for him at his office's front yard diner."

"This is where Dimas hasn't started work yet?" my many.

"Not Tea. New nyampe Jakarta and dapet kosan, I immediately nyamperin si Cici. I can't wait to see his reaction."

"How serious? Meet Cici?" I unconsciously smiled to myself.

"Meet, but the reaction was not as I had imagined. He used to know I was waiting for him at his office restaurant. I guess I'd be surprised or something like that, I don't know. Even fitting nyamperin to the table that I sit, he just why me here. Yes, I told you that I now work in Jakarta. But his response disappointed me. He said that our relationship was enough to get here. And he asked me not to see him again."

"Whoops!" spontaneous talk.

"Astagfireullah! You're digituin?"

"Yes" replied Dimas.

"That was a long time ago?"

"Three years ago, it was tea." There was a long breath coming from the end of the connection. "The last news I heard, Cici went crazy and went back to Bandung."

"Crazy?" manya curious. "Cock can go crazy?"

"Yes because karma is possible, Tea. It made me sick to the extent. I don't want to know anymore. He's crazy, honestly I'm happy."

"Ish can't do that you mah! If he is evil with you, do not be happy with his suffering. Let it go, it's got its own balesan. There you doain let him be healthy again. He is the one you once loved" my advice was lengthy.

"Yes right, he got his own payback, even if it wasn't from me. Ki Ujang is a champion anyway."

"Huh? Ki Ujang's? Who is Ki Ujang?" I asked and uncomfortable feelings began to creep in my heart.

"The Shaman in Sumedang, Tea. Not in vain I came out a lot of money, the result is the Cici became crazy anyway. Ahaha!"

"What?? You're shaman?!"

Tut tut tut!

"Hello? Hello Dimas? Hello?" I looked at the monitor and was stunned to see the connection had been cut off.

"Hahaha, the Dimas! The solution is not approximately, the time yes use shaman. Don't lah. Even if it feels like a sprain, don't be as bad as the person who has been bad to us. Sometimes listeners, if we receive a less pleasant treatment, or when we feel wronged by people, there are two possibilities. First, it's a test. In the sense that if we are patient, God will reward our patience with kindness many times. The second possibility is that it is a reward for what we do without us knowing it.

Knows ngga? Maybe we are not intentionally hurt people's hearts and the impact is that we are made hurt by others. The law of the harvest. Who sows good seedlings will return with good results. If for the case of Dimas, I do not want to judge if Dimas is not good or Cici is not good. Because what? I don't know the true story of either side. Only if it is Dimas to make shaman services, it is very unfortunate that.

Oh, I got dizzy myself. A performance song from Katon Bagaskara with Dinda, where will be the end of our meeting this time. Take care of your health by eating regularly and getting enough rest. Inoxu Pamit, 12.08 Fm Radio Rebel Bandung. Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

"It's really bad for Dimas" I said after turning off the mic and removing the headphones. Gia who was still sitting at Remi's desk, was silent not responding to my words.

"Bu Gia is very happy to say today, tumben!" say again. Gia who was still silent made my forehead wrinkle. The vibration of the cell phone on the table distracts me. My eyes widened and my breath choked for a moment after reading a message that had just come in.

[Xu, sorry! Motorcycle tire I deflated, so I can't come to the studio. Sorry yes, you have to broadcast both Remi!]

I turned slowly to the figure who was still sitting at Remi's desk who was looking at me sharply with a wide smile. My body was nailed to the floor. I feel an incredible fear.

"Happy birthday!" shouted someone from the direction of the door which turned out to be Remi. He entered with a cake complete with candles. While the figure sitting at the table Remi clapped and laughed out loud.

"Xu! Happy birthday to you! Sori we did get rich earlier, really surprised, right?" said Gia.

"I sent the message just now, Xu. Pake hapenya Gia," Remi added with an apologetic face.

My brain was trying to digest this for almost a minute before I finally shouted, "And you two. I almost had a heart attack! Bummer!"

They both came closer and asked me to blow out the candles. After blowing out the candle, the three of us hugged.

𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘶 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘯𝘰...

A song that suddenly sounded to me chuckled. "Gia ih, your intention is really good to tune Lingsir Wengi using a timer"

Gia and Remi looked at him with astonished gazes.

"Eh Xu, I swear, I didn't write that song" elak Gia.

I frowned and stared at Remi's desk. Gia and Remi did the same.

Kik kik kik!

"Mama!" I shouted spontaneously and immediately ran out of the studio. My quick and sudden movements, made me accidentally nudge the hand of Remi who was holding the cake. As a result, the cake fell to the floor followed by the sound of her second footsteps following me out.