Radio Broadcast Midnight 2
Episode 11

"Kom, can dong Aa malem later this week play to your house," asked Adul who I accidentally heard when I just entered the pantry with Teh Hani.

"Woi! What's in the pantry?" teh Hani asked so tightly that the two were shocked.

"Eh Hani Tea, ngagetin aja ish," cried Adul as he held his chest. He looks wrong.

"Smoke from the shock? What are you doing again?" tanyaku relaxed while opening a showcase to pick up a can of coffee.

"That's okay, Tea. Just talking to Kokom again."

"Chat or ask permission to say something?" teh Hani asked withholding laughter and making me grin.

"I've been looking at you guys since, he said here. Han, Inoxu, go with you two. Adul also deh you guys, to the broadcaster room yuk?" bring Teh Opi with a tense face while loosening his head in the pantry doorway.

We all immediately followed the steps of Opi Tea which looks strange tonight.

"Yesterday, there's no broadcast?" teh Opi asked as the three of us were already sitting in front of her.

"There is no wealth, Teh" replied Teh Hani while looking at the broadcaster's daily broadcast schedule.

"Yes, the mallm mah did not have a malem program broadcast. The story of Midnight is just this mallem will be on the air," I added.

"What the hell is it, Tea? How do you know it's weird?" Adul's question represents my curiosity.

"So morning Teteh read the audience's post about the broadcast of the Story of Midnight. Nih read," he answered while giving the tablet he was holding.

Adul and Teh Hani came closer to read. The longer, the more my forehead wrinkled the sign of not understanding.

"The same other points have been menggeck, in case there is a frequency leak and there are other radio broadcasts that enter our channel. But nil. That means, the listener post written on it is true," said Teh Opi pointed towards the tablet with his chin.

"Axava Kalara?" murmur me softly while reading the top post.

@𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 : 𝙺𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚒, 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚗𝚢𝚊. 𝙻𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚒, 𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚞 𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚃𝚎𝚑 𝙸𝚗𝚘𝚡𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚕. 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝙰𝚡𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝙺𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞-𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚁𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕, 𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚗 𝚃𝚎𝚑 𝙸𝚗𝚘𝚡𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚍𝚞𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚢𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚙 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚑 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖. 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚑.

***

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Inoxu and Adu were present to greet the listeners of all, from the studio of two Tales of Midnight Radio Rebel Bandung 12.08 FM," I said opening the broadcast.

"So cool, we can accompany your night break ya gaes ya. With the stories our sources will tell us. But before, Adul want puterin first one song permin—."

Prangs!

Fractional sounds rang out, along with power outages that made the room dark instantly.

"Oh, the electricity is ma*ti!" lamented Gia. He turned on his cell phone light immediately. Remi and I also turned on our cell phone lights.

"You euy, this ma*ti all. The same generator UPS does not function richly," I said desperately staring at the monitor.

"Oxu?" call Bang Win open the studio door.

"Yes present" I replied shortly.

"What's Bang Win? This UPS has no function. The broadcast has not been recorded at all," said Remi.

"Electricity down completely, rich because of the lights on the terrace konslet. Breaking just now," Bang Win revealed. "Ngga will be able to continue broadcasting. Waiting on the terrace, yes. I want to follow Utep the same Mr. Obi who again scuffed at the back."

We immediately took each bag and out of the studio following Bang Win. Right in front of the studio, the new Teh Hani and Teh Opi came out of studio three, approaching.

"Yes, just wait in front of me," Bang Win responded before heading outside.

We walked with illumination towards the outside terrace. Right in front of the studio one whose door was open, I saw a broadcaster still there.

"Syn's? Hayu out, the power will be out of power for a long time," I asked in passing.

"Yes, Tea" he answered immediately.

I went back to walk after the others, who had already gone to the front porch.

"Rapaine, Xu?" teh Teh Hani.

"Wait for Syn. He thought the electricity would flash cepet times, so he was just in the studio," I replied as I sat down.

"Ey myopic ey! Si Syn didn't come in tonight, that's why I replaced him and is still here until this hour" replied Teh Hani, who, although spoken casually, made my heart beat.

"Euh, have to wear my dong glasses now," I said softly so as not to cause fear to others.

"Eh, Kokom, where?" ask Remi suddenly.

"Oh, still in the pantry times huh?" ask Adul back. "Submit it first, then."

I looked at the figure of Adul who walked in. Not long after, Mr. Obi and Kang Utep came from the side yard with the stairs.

"Punten was a girl. Utep wants to remove the lights above. Because of the short-lamps, electricity down gini gini gosh!" he sounded annoyed. "Be careful, on the floor there's a fragment of the light bulb."

We immediately got up and moved into the living room near the reception.

"Patience to guys. This is what Teh Rebel said, if we have to work hard from the beginning again" said Teh Opi.

"Casual," I replied.

"Fine, Tea," Remi continued.

"No problemo" said Gia.

"Woles" continued Teh Hani.

We looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"Ish, Kokom's not in the pantry. Did he come home this time?" tanya Adu walked over.

"It's a shame, isn't it?" response Tea Hani.

Adul sat down next to Gia and exhaled a long breath. "That's why Adul was not nyusulin into the pantry. Where it's dark again, where there's a broadcaster who's whistling. Dark times in the studio. He's taken out not to."

The deg!

I felt a tension that slowly permeated the entire body. Apparently, it wasn't just me who saw the figure I originally thought was Syn.

"Ja's mother, hier ben ik" ("Yes mother, I'm here")

"Dag lieve jongen," zegt zij, met een snik ("Greetings from your granddaughter," she said with a cry)

The tension was felt when the soft voice of a man singing a Dutch song. With a look of fear, all sat docked and threw gazes in all directions, as if waiting for something to appear.