The Midnight Radio
Episode 18's

I walked into the radio station. Tonight's broadcast will be a nightmare as Gia and Remi simultaneously report that the two of them are unable to attend. Technically, the broadcast can still be done after previously I had to set a timer to play the song. It was the horror studio atmosphere that made my guts minus.

"Teh Hani," I said, seeing Teh Hani sitting on the sofa and playing with her phone.

"What's the beginning, Xu, her grandfather?" I asked when I sat on the sofa.

"Yes Tea, he wants a job out of town, and he wants it" I replied, taking out a bottle of mineral water from the backpack.

"Where's the broadcast? Aman?"

"Ah, there is tea. Now every one wants to work to test his guts. Mana Gia same Remi did not come. Alone is mah," I complained.

"Patience, almost all the broadcasters here. Disturbing, disseminated, broadcast alone, and others. Moreover, the senior broadcasters from the first time this radio stood." Teh Hani put down her phone and looked at me. "The seniors were more edgy than experience, because they were the first generation to enter this building after decades of vacancy."

"Seek one of them?" manya curious.

"That's the second generation. Enter a year after this radio stands."

"Whose senior from the beginning?" ask again.

"There are now three broadcasters. One that holds a newscast, one that holds a music podcast the same one that holds a movie review broadcast."

"Woh, Bang Win or Tea?" I was shocked because it turned out that Bang Win was the senior of the seniors. The man did hold a film review broadcast program of various genres from all over the world.

"Yes," Hani Tea grinned. "You don't know if there was also a rich broadcast program that you held. Only, the name of the program was Rebel Listener Story if it was not wrong, and broadcast every five o'clock in the afternoon. Bang Win is the same Opi Tea that holds."

"Tea Opi the newscaster now? At that time Teteh said he had fanatical fans who were obsessed, right?" my many.

"Yes! The broadcast is alternating, just as the turn of the Opi Tea holds, yes it was. Some call to share the story initially mah, long time very often to the point of sending a package. Udah so often ngikutin home because at that time Opi tea is not married and kost deket here. Opi tea is afraid, especially the more here the package the more bizarre rich adult toys, continue vulgar photos that the picture of his face is replaced with the face of Opi Tea."

"So cool, Tea. Continued because the broadcast was deleted?"

"No. Opi tea took a vacuum for a long time because of fear. And the next one is Bang Win. Actually, if there is nothing strange, very cool. At that time, listeners sometimes like to play here. So add meenlah, really rame pokonya."

"Gee!" myrag. "Continue stopping why?"

"Because there was one event that befell Bang Win."

"What's Tea?" tanyaku whispered and advanced the body towards Teh Hani.

"Can't you know if you want to know it to the person directly?" The sound of someone from behind shocked me half to death.

"Eh, Bang Win," I nodded as I nodded towards him. Hani Tea himself laughed off. Most likely, he knew that Bang Win was standing behind me.

"That person is there, ask directly. If not, just pull to be the speaker tonight. Again join him," said Teh Hani.

"By aja," said Bang Win short. He sat on the sofa with us. "Rather than a strange source anymore."

"You dong, Bang! Mayan, so not afraid of the broadcast this time, alone because," I cried. Bang Win only nodded while Teh Hani gave a smile.

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"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung Story of Midnight back on air with stories from various sources. Win Patriadi gives greetings, to the hearers of all wherever they are. Those who have just come home from work, who want to rest or who have not been able to sleep, have to listen to our story for the next hour and a half. Faithful of the Jikustik request from Christina Handayani Lumban Tobing will be screened beginning the story tonight. Happy listening and don't go anywhere."

Bang Win turned off the mic and smiled at me who was amazed inwardly. Senior will remain a senior because of his much more experience.

Before the broadcast, Bang Win asked if he was allowed to greet the listeners as he had hosted the broadcast program. Quickly, I agreed to that request.

"Yeay, Bang Win! It was amazing tonight because of the arrival of the senior broadcaster huh? Make a loyal listener of Rebel radio would know that Bang Win had once brought a program called what, Bang?" ask me after taking over the broadcast after the song ends.

"The Story of the Rebel Listeners" replied Bang Win.

"Rubber. The beginning of Rebel radio stands I was immediately holding the Rebel Listener Story program as one of the efforts to get closer to the listeners. At that time thank God many like, I also always invite anyone who wants to play into the studio. Unfortunately the program only lasted two years because of one thing or another" explained Bang Win.

"May be told, Bang?" my many.

"Can aja. One incident happened to Opi who is now a news announcer. At that time the Rebel Listener Story was played every Monday to Saturday, so we were both for the task every three days alternately. There is one fan who does the same opi to the point of doing things that exceed the limit. Opi who felt dite*ror resigned until I finally continued alone."

"Keep stopping, Bang?"

"Because there was one event that brought me down. At that time I decided to end the program" he replied.

"Can you tell me, no? If you have any objection, do nothing" I said slowly. Inadvertently I turned to look at Bang Win who was looking at me too.

"Can aja. So at that time there was one listener who often called for just a story. The listener was a student at one of the universities not far from here. He came from out of town and lived here alone. Bored, he often calls just to tell stories, and because of his frequent conversation, I hear his voice so every time he calls. We were close for a long time, until I dared to give a personal number that could be contacted at any time. He also often comes here, sometimes alone sometimes the same. We are in a relationship."

"Wih, Bang Win dapet euy's girlfriend," I chanted. "Now that listener is Mrs Win?"

"Ngga. Because he died in an accident."

"Huh?" I was shocked and unconsciously turned an eye.

"At that time, he said he wanted to come before I broadcast, to bake a birthday cake for me. Because of the rain, I forbid he made it come. But his son is reckless, hard to tell. He said because he had bought cake.

In short, it turns out he did not come at the time he was promised. I think in the end he receded because of the heavy rain. Yes, I am getting ready for broadcast.

During the broadcast, he called to Rebel Listener Story. I think I want the stories as usual, no idea he sent me over the phone and listened to by the crowd. Shocked, sprained, angry, sad, disappointed and wondering so one. Only then was the anger more domineering. Being sent off and being heard by the crowd was a shame and I felt playin.

After the broadcast, I had intended to nyamperin him at his boarding place. But really want to go there, the friend came and brought news that again made a shock. He said, my girlfriend had an accident while on the way to this radio station and died on the spot. To my surprise, the accident happened an hour before the broadcast."

"Well, who's calling?" many quick.

"Maybe his spirit. Because I want his words to say that we both are not possible together. He also said he would continue to love me and would always pray and hope for my happiness. It left me in shock and trauma to continue the Rebel Listener Story program. And ever since that incident, I've pulled out and haven't started a relationship with anyone until now."

"Wooh," I exclaimed. "People who have died calling to the studio is similar to the incident when someone called to the Story of Midnight at that time, Bang."

"Yes, that's what it's about. Rich doesn't make sense, but I do it myself. You too, right?" askalanya.

"Yes" I replied slowly. Inexplicably there was a sense of pity towards Bang Win after hearing his story.

"Bang, I want to share the story tonight. I doain Bang Win quickly found a soulmate. Move on that Bang, it's been a long time?"

"Udah kok, it's already met," he answered short while looking me fixed eyes.

"Alhamdulillah if that is so. Again, Bang Win? Listener of all, that's the story of Bang Win behind the cessation of the Rebel Listener Story program. Thank you for listening from the beginning to the end. Inoxu and Bang Win from the Story of Midnight 12.08FM Radio Rebel Bandung please leave. One song from Marcel with my Fairy of Love request from Titi became the end of our encounter this time. See you soon, wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

I turned off the mic and removed the headphones. Bang Win himself did it first. He went to Remi's desk and looked at the monitor.

"Go home, Bang Win?" my many.

"Have you cleaned up?" askalanya. I'm nodding.

"Who's home?" ask again.

"By yourself, Naek Grab."

"I'm anterin. I also want to go home" he said, raising his eyes from the monitor.

"Asik," I cried. Going home sometimes becomes more scary after hearing horror stories from the speakers. After a few minutes of waiting, I walked following Bang Win out of the studio.