The Midnight Radio
Episode 9

It was raining heavily when I had just entered the building where I had been working as a broadcaster for the past two years. 'Duh, if the gini test, Remi same Gia must be late. Danger if the broadcast itself, 'my inner.

My steps slowly headed towards the reception desk. Teh Hani, a senior broadcaster, was looking at a computer monitor.

"Teh, Gia same Remi has come yet huh?" my many.

"Reply, Xu. It was past, but it didn't go up straight away. In his rich pantry."

"Oh yes, I'm saying Tea." I want to go to the pantry.

"Xu, stay here! This is a lot of listener threads for your broadcast program on Twitter. Want me a print? I read it again" Teh Hani said after I got closer.

"Well, I can, Tea. Curious what rich it is."

"Subject to ordinary criticism. This power can be read once again on water. Or don't have a question and answer session. The rich gini makes listeners feel appreciated because broadcasters read their thread posts. Ntar definitely the rating added," explained Teh Hani.

"Well, Tea, too" said Gia who approached us. Remi was seen walking behind him with a glass. "I'll make the concept. Make a refresher time yes, do not discuss the mulu story."

"Yes, you need to be rich. Huh, go in there you guys, just broadcast again," said Teh Hani.

The three of us nodded and walked towards the second floor where the studio we were broadcasting was located. The studio atmosphere is bright because it was previously used by other broadcasters for midnight news programs.

"Ujan deres gini durable mah," I said softly while checking the readiness of the mic and headphones. Remi did the same. Only Gia sat back and drank something from her drinking place.

"Well, this water. You're not a cracker, Xu. So scared of the same. Rich will melt," replied Gia.

"If the Xu cracker is already from yesterday we made seblak huh, Gi?" Remi laughed broadly at me.

"That's a stroke, it's time for this broadcast. What's the first song?" sewot.

"As far as you are. Our playlist is safe."

"Yaudah, look out for the long time loud," I replied as I prepared to turn on the mic.

"Standby in 3, 2, 1, on water!" fun Remi.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, good midnight to listeners all everywhere. Tonight Bandung was flooded with rain. Be careful whose house is a flood subscription, do not be too pules sleep, afraid of waking up so dazed because it is surrounded by water. This first song was a request from myself. Guns N' Roses with Welcome To The Jungle. Good listening."

I just turned off the mic when Remi called out loud enough. "Xu, there's a phone going into the Midnight Story line. Did you contact the source?"

"It hasn't been done yet, it's just opened, '" I replied.

"Have nothing, the intention is really want rich story until immediately call it," said Gia.

I just nodded and picked up the call, but alas, the call was interrupted. "Well, the desperation."

Not long after the call from the same number came back in, but when I picked it up, it was again disconnected. This goes on several times until the song that is playing is almost finished.

"If he's still calling, block it. Directly contact other sources," said Gia.

"That was Guns N' Roses with Welcome To The Jungle. Welcome to the listeners who have just joined. Please wait for a while, as I am still trying to contact the source of the Midnight Story this time."

Just as I finished talking, a red mark on the monitor blinked indicating an incoming call.

"It looks like we've connected to the source, wait a minute?" I pressed the sign to receive the call. "Hello? With whom where?"

In my heart I really hope that the connection this time is not broken again.

"Hello Inoxu Tea. This is Memey, just got home from work. I'm sorry the phone was desperate, the signal was gone" said a voice on the other end.

"Yes Memey, nothing. Want to share what stories all listeners share?"

"You wanted to tell me about the experience, tea. It's on the way home" Memey replied.

"Sok, mango. Please Mey."

"So eleven o'clock less, I just came home from a factory that was not far from the radio building where Inoxu Tea worked. Usually I take the bus employee invitation from the factory, but because my parents at home fried rice pesen, I go home alone with public transportation because I want to stop by first.

The distance from the factory building to the gate was about one kilometer. I still go the same way. And at the gate we part. They got on the employee bus, I went out on the highway. Because it was raining and it was late at night too, there were no city shuttles passing by. And I want, usually at the intersection of the highway not far from the factory still like there angkot ngetem waiting for passengers. I decided to go there.

In the middle of the trip, there is a sedan car that is quite speeding and reckless. And the bad thing is, the car hit people hard."

"Astagfirullah, how do you keep getting hit?"

"Died in place, Tea."

"Innalillahi wa innailaihi rojiun" said Lirih followed by Gia and Remi.

"Kasian Teh, his body is still lying on the side of the road rained with blood while the car that crashed even run away."

"Are you an eyewitness? How do you know the victim died? The body is now being evacuated, right?" manya curious.

"Not yet Tea, his remains still exist today on the side of the road. Because it's so quiet, no one knows if there's been a hit-and-run."

"Well, what is it? You didn't report to the police? You're an eyewitness" I said a little annoyed. This girl might calmly prefer to call the studio instead of calling the police.

"I can't, Tea. Because, in addition to my eyewitnesses, I am also the victim. Help me Tea, I'm cold ...."

One second, two seconds, I was trying to digest what I just heard.

Brak!

My consciousness was full again when I saw Gia and Remi running outside the room. I quickly followed those who ran towards the security guard post in front of the broadcast building without wearing umbrellas. Our clothes were completely soaked.

"Sir, please sir. There's a hit-and-run!" yell Gia panicked. He quickly alerted the guards about the mysterious phone we received during the broadcast. Quickly, two guards went to the location by motorbike. The rest called the police.

Half an hour later, the motorized security guard returned to the post where me, Gia and Remi were still waiting.

"Teener Tea! There was a hit-and-run, a lot of it the body, the rain. Where is young again, factory boy."

Gia and Remi's faces looked pale, I'm sure one hundred percent, my face is not much different from theirs.

One of the senior guards looked at us and said softly, "Although it doesn't sound reasonable. Sometimes this happens with tea. That said, the spirit asks for help to anyone who can help to take care of the body. Mending Teteh-Teteh all now go home. I'm anterin' up to the house."

The three of us nodded and seemed to lose the ability to speak. This causes a sense of shock and becomes one of the experiences that will not be forgotten.