Miyawlova
Genderuwo

I shake the head of Gilang which is my head.

"Jeez, it's rich in kebo!" lamented.

"Haaa?"

Finally woke up too.

"Look asleep! Exit gih! They're gone" I said.

"Yeah..." He stood up and moved.

While I pat my clothes, arms and shoulders.

I and Gilang came out. We saw it outside it was dark. There's no electricity here, so it's dark. Only the lights outside the courtyard of this building are visible from a distance.

The pupils of our eyes were both perfectly accommodated in the middle of the darkness so that we could see a little in the dim.

This building is so big. Suddenly my hair bristled.

"Gay, if in a rich place gini there is a whole ga heck?" ask me.

"There usually is, '" replied Gilang.

"You know, there is something I am more worried about than seetan" said Gilang.

"What the fuck, Gay?" ask me.

"Crazy man" replied Gilang.

"Crazy people?"

"Yes. If the most only disturb our mental doang. If crazy people are dangerous, can know our thump, even knock us out if we bring weapons. Let alone weapons, used cables can make slit the neck," said Gilang.

We walked slowly in step. Do not step on the nail, can tetanus later.

"Pait, hook, hook... How is it that you're afraid of being rich is Gay?" i said.

"Lu scared?"

"Gue's not afraid. I'm just being vigilant, "my rich. The reason I did that. Actually I'm scared.

People all this time viewed me as a tough, brave, assertive girl and mentally steeled person from my loud tone of voice. Deep inside me, I am just an ordinary woman. I also have fear. The difference is with other people, I just don't express it.

"Lingsir... Sepi durung can nendra... Kagodha mring... Ngerindhu..."

"Gay, did you hear people singing Javanese songs?" I was glaring at Gilang's arm.

Gilang stopped the move. I was on auto as well. Dingling.

"Gay, don't be so serious about his face!"

"Lu scared, Poy?" asked Gilang while looking back, to me who again sniffed.

"Gue beware, Gay." I was once again an alibi.

"Lu can be ruqyah right? It means you can push a dong."

"Continue?"

"Be sure!"

"That you're sure it's the sound of a demon?"

"The place is this lonely, dark, where there are people joining Javanese singing here," my protest.

"If people how? Wasn't that the narcoboy syndicate?" guess Gilang.

"Who are you singing Java?" ask me.

"Yes the likes. His name is also unconscious," said Gilang.

I saw something in the corner. This room was indeed dark but something in the corner was more concentrated, black, large, like hairy.

"Let's go there!" I drew Gilang's hand while approaching the mysterious object.

"Eh, how does the smell of cassava burn?" My nose is really sharp this time. Although the aroma is gone, but I am sure of this aroma.

"Isn't he?"

"Yes. People call it 'Genderuwo'" Gilang explained.

"Rina wengi's... Sing takuji ojo lali... Janjine muga can't be ugly..."

"Lu denger ga, Gay?"

"Yes, danger. Rich voice of the fathers again sing Java. Exactly what it was. Only this time the mixed music is clearer," replied Gilang.

"Gay, don't you get into a trance? I'll be confused. If I'm possessed, you know how to ngeruqiyah" I said.

"Have you! Mending no one gets into a trance," replied Gilang.

"Lu scared?" ask me.

"No. I'm careful" replied Gilang.

"Eh, Goat! The creative napa! Don't use my words!" my protest.

"Yes yes. I'm not afraid, I'm worried" Gilang replied.

I stopped my steps too. I feel like my fur is goosebumps. I also twisted so slumped on Gilang's back.

"Lu see that big, hairy black shadow ain't Gay?" i said.

"See. You're the one who pulled me here, and you're hiding there?" said Gilang while glancing at me behind his back. I pushed Gilang's back to let him walk towards something mysterious.

"Goblogs!" said Gilang.

"Eh, a hell of a bitch? Assha?" I was surprised to ask for mercy.

"No, I just wanted to. We all have HP. Why not just the lights? My HP flash light is also quite bright," said Gilang while reaching into my pocket.

"Woy woy woy!" I saw the hands of Gilang who again gerogoh pocket on my thighs.

"Hp I'm there Papoy! Eah!" galang Protest.

"Let me take it," I said.

"Don't! The danger! Ntar got my gun, exploded, got you," said Gilang.

Yes too. Guns are all over me. If I get it wrong, it can be dangerous.

"Yes, take it!" I also resigned digreepe-greepe Gilang with her beautiful hands which are my hands.

HP has been taken and Gilang also turned on the flash on his HP. He highlighted it to something I suspected as Genderuwo.

"Ah! What's that! Just aijuk!" said Gilang. I half ran near that thing. Bener. Don't-don't this the factory making broom, again.

"Yes Gay, you're too parnoan. People are just juk doang," I said while making fun of it using my hands.

We also walked out with the help of lighting from lights in HP. We walked out of the building and passed it out of the yard.

"We finally got outside!" i said.

"Heeeeeeee... You saw Poy there." Gilang pointed to a stall.

The stall has colorful flickering lights. I heard carefully, the sound of mixed music was heard from there. Although now the song is different, but the rhythm remains similar.

"Goats... You see there Gay!" i said.

I pointed to a garden that had a field. There against a plume of smoke and fire. From afar it is seen that there are people who are burning garbage there.

"So the smell of burnt cassava comes from.." said me and Gilang together.

"My heart has been pauses, kirain really there is genderuwo," I said in a limp tone.

"Lu scared? Don't you? You're just being vigilant" Gilang said. Just how do you say it looks so cute?

"Lu screwed me?" I protested while rubbing her hair which was my hair.

"Let's... Sick, Poy!"