Tumbar Jelangkung
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Yoga woke up at eight in the morning because his phone just kept ringing. Phone in from Tia's best friend. He had not had time to pick up the phone, his ringing immediately stopped. He looked at the screen of his phone, only to find out that the call had been five times. Amidst her drowsiness, she tried to remember why Tia called herself so many times this early.

Yoga got up from his sleep and slowly left the bed. She slept bad last night. Asma just keeps rumbling. Yoga immediately snatched the inhaler that was almost finished from his study table. He shuddered, just having a nightmare about the events eight years ago.

Yoga sat on the bed again, trying to calm down. He took a long breath. His hand touched his neck. The wound on his right neck is still on. A wound he got from the grandmother hunchback when the asthma came. The memories of that night will still survive in the memory.

Yoga got up again and brought himself closer to the mirror. He looked at the reflection of his neck wound. As he looked in the mirror reflection, the ringing of his phone sounded and woke himself from the drowsiness that came back. Yoga picked up the phone and read a message into his phone.

A message from Tia.

"Yoga, where are you? Cepetan dateng here, squid!"

For a moment he remembered his promise.

Yoga finished the bath and immediately prepared. A minute to look for his shirt, a minute to put on his favorite shirt, then spray body cologne all over his body. Five minutes later he came out of his room. He came down from the stairs while running around to the dining room.

Ms. Ning, a domestic assistant, was shocked to see her employer's son had woken up this early.

"Tumben, Mom? Where are you going?" ask Ms. Ning.

"You watch, Ma'am," replied Yoga, "Have you left yet?"

"Just need to, Mas. Breakfast first, Mas?" Ms. Ning invited her employer's son to sit at the dinner table.

"Yes, Pop Mie dong, Ma'am!"

Sister Ning hastily brewed Pop Noodles for Yoga.

Yoga took the orange juice from the refrigerator, Sister Ning put the pre-brewed Pop Noodles onto the dining table.

"Thank you, Ma'am!" yoga said while drinking his juice.

Suddenly a small hand first picked up the noodle pop from the table. Yoga glared at the owner of that hand, Rani. She is the only sister of ten years old.

"EH, it's mine, Ran!"

"Bodo very!" Rani cuek replied as she continued to eat the Pop Noodles. Her hair pigtails swayed as she made a gesture of feeding a mouthful of noodles into her mouth.

"Eh, little boy! Do you know who likes a prankster like you?" Yoga asked with a jahil view. Rani was not affected by the question. Yoga looks bad. He was busy blowing out the noodles in his hand.

"Elo's about to be kidnapped!" Yoga noticed Rani's reaction, but it did not change. "Elo undid kidnapped same demon granny keeps your body eroded, trus dijain sate same her, continue to roast!" yoga again in a quiet voice. Yoga also showed her neck with a rash that struck eight years ago. "Let's know the taste, lo! I think I got this wound!"

Rani's round eyes stared at Yoga boldly. "Yee... What am I a child? The wound is ara-gigo brother fit diopname as a child. Kok mo nakutin nakutin people," said Rani with an harassing tone.

Yoga was upset that his tactics were not working. He takes Pop Mie from Rani's hand, Rani tries to reach out to Pop Mie, but does not succeed because Yoga's body is too high for her.

"Bas with the little boy! Sok know uuu..., I put a pocong doll in front of the room you just know the taste, lo...!" This time Yoga is a little threatening.

Fortunately, Nadia, Mama Yoga and Rani come. He patted Yoga's arm gently, then handed the noodle pop to Rani. If it wasn't like that, it could be a third world war between them.

Yoga who saw it because he looked at his mother with a hearty, "Ma, ask for a dong gas money!"

Nadia was upset, did not press the request of Yoga.

"Don't want to, Ma! Yesterday my brother got money from Papa!" sahut Rani hastily swallowed her noodles.

Yoga stared at Rani with a sharp look in the hope that her sister was silent not interrupting the mother.

Rani who saw that just turned her face away.

Nadia immediately took the bread and handed it to Yoga, "You didn't go to college?"

Yoga took the bread while shaking his head. "No teacher, Ma!" Yoga who is now nineteen years old has just entered the course of Graphic Design.

"Lied him, Ma!" Rani chimed in on the Yoga.

Yoga this time really glared at his sister that could ruin his plan. Rani held back her laughter and turned her gaze to the Yoga T-shirt with the image of a superhero.

Rani pointed at the T-shirt used by Yoga, "Yes, that's a hotshot..."

Yoga stopped his gaze at his sister, then smiled.

"But lying! Ha ha ha ha..," Rani added with a sarcastic sentence. Nadia and Rani laughed, while the smile on Yoga's lips instantly disappeared, changing with her lips turned forward, a sign of her pouting.

Ten minutes later Yoga heated up his car. "Yoga..," Nadia called her son's name. Yoga who heard that went straight back into his house.

Meanwhile, from the radio of his car that was still on, two women were chatting exclaimed.

"So yes, right I'm the same gang I watched the movie Jelangkung in the cinema yesterday, there is an empty line so the stool. In line B is great for us to watch. At first, I was really fit we were tired of queuing, uh there were no dateng..," said the girl who voiced a crybaby who suddenly stopped his words.

Another female voice, the radio announcer, asked curiously, "What's up, Nit?"

It was heard that the caller girl gulped down her saliva with her tone that turned into fear. "He said line B was for the collision..."

The radio announcer shouted in fear, "Serem bangetttt! But thank you, Nit, call us and make me afraid to watch it!"

As the announcer ended the conversation, Yoga just got into his car again. He hurriedly pulled his car out of his yard. There was another melodious voice of the radio announcer, "Okay Kaula Muda, mending us hear a song that encourages us today, well.., happy listening."

Yoga increases the volume of the radio. The intro of the song began to sound, but was soon covered by the roar of the car. Time has shown at eighty-thirty and Yoga is still far from the location of his agreement with his best friend in a famous mall in South Jakarta. The road condition is also severely jammed. Looks like he's gonna be late.

The anxiety began to be felt. At each red light, Yoga did not heed the sellers who took to the street to offer magazines or tabloids that discuss the film Tumbal Jelangkung. Yoga just shook his hand to signal he wouldn't. He concentrated fully to immediately hit the gas when the traffic light turned green.

After twenty-five minutes of speeding from his home in Wijaya, Yoga finally managed to arrive at the destination.

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