Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
Afraid of Mb Kun

"Marimar-Marimar, you'll change people's names!" cynical Bening did not accept the man on the right side calling him Marimar.

"Em, still mending 'kan I replace Marimar, similar to the name of the artist outside. Than I call Supi'ah."

"Truly, yes, it feels like no, hhiiiihhh." Clear look furious until the white teeth are clashing with each other. The two palms were also clenched as if they wanted to attack and beat the face of Heaven to a pulp.

If so, the sky actually pulls the corners of the lips to widen. Not angry, but anxious and funny with a clear reaction.

Though the nostrils are clear fireworks with a raining gaze. It doesn't scare the sky at all.

"Kalo Mbak often kek that, will be old before his time," as always Sky still shows a row of teeth and ginsul, making Bening more fierce.

Buuukkk ....

"Oh' sick tau, Ma'am! Hobby to hit people!"

"Bodo'!!! My age is old. Why mang? Ngaca, what cake face are you! It's even the kid's keeper."

"I'm still a kid, ma'am. People say I am still unyuk. I'm not even 24."

"Heh, who really? Pantes, the snot boy's cake! It's not unyuk-unyuk, but it looks like kunyuk-kunyuk that's what they mean. Haha ...." Bening returned the slur of Heaven. Scores become the same.

"Hope ...." Again not angry, the sky even giggled amusedly.

While Mang Juri who occasionally peeked from the rearview sometimes shook her head, feeling surprised by the employer who behaved so. Usually, Bening will be silent without willing to serve anyone and any chat if not in the mood with someone. But as long as the Sky says, Bening is always serving.

As if the speed of the car slowed down, Bening who wanted to immediately be unable to force the will when the car was stuck in traffic.

"What's up, sir?" ask the sky when the car is not moving at all.

"I think in front there is traffic control, Mas. A lot of police patrols."

"Ough."

"There-there's, aja!" sela Bening while grumbling.

"Sir, I'll be lewatin alley my house, right?"

"It was going through the causeway, Mas. Why why?"

"Too through Jalan Lobak Kemangi I want to go down in the alley of my house just let not go back and forth. Like the weather is not friendly for bikers, just want to rain again, just forgot not to bring a coat."

"Grove!" sahut Clear.

"Suudzon again," Heaven replied.

"Well, Mas, if that's through Jalan lobak Kemangi is also okay," said Mang Juri. If their words were not given distance, it would definitely continue with a fight.

Almost 12 pm The new sky came down from Bening's luxury car. No words because Bening was asleep.

"Thank you, yes, sir," Sky told Mang Juri.

"Together, Mas Rengit."

The sky immediately frowned, why did the private driver come to call him Rengit. Irritating! If left the name will actually change with Rengit which is nothing but a small mosquito or gnats.

"Mas Rengit be careful! If someone calls or wants to anter Mas home, do not forget to first look down," said Mang Juri with a big smile.

The sky put on a puzzled face, not understanding Mang Juri's intentions. "Why do you have to look down? I thought I was being disrespectful. Talk to people instead of seeing their faces even see their own," said Sky.

"Well, that's a person, right?! I mean look at his feet first what appears on the ground or just hanging. Be careful, as beautiful as any woman who wants to go home if her feet do not see the ground, meaning her name is only one, namely kuntilanak," Mang Jupri grimaced.

"Well, Mang Jurik can do it! Horrified, nakut-nakutin! At 12 pm it was quiet, where entered the alley there is a jengkol tree decades old. There's gotta be something waiting for it, something like that." The sky shuddered with fear.

Mang Juri glared, "The name does not pack the suffix K, enough Mang Juri. If given K even become a jurik which means Satan. This is Mamang satan!"

"Well, Mang Juri also called me Rengit, change not want!" reply Sky.

"Mas' name is Rengit, isn't it?"

"Look, that's the name of a small animal. My time is called animal gnats. My name is Sky, Mang. Not Rengit," the Sky's err, so that Mang Juri did not call him by the name of the little animal again.

"Eh, yeah? Non Bening said, Mas's name was Rengit. So I know that name is really rengit. So sorry, Mas. I don't know" said Mang Juri.

"Yes, Mang, I go down first. Be careful to bring the car. No need to speed, just relax, kalem. If you can stand by at 70km/h."

"70km/hr?! Maybe 2 am is coming."

Sky chuckles. "Thank you again, Mang."

"Yes, Mum."

Mang Juri immediately continued on her way. The sky was silent and watching the surroundings. The highway is always crowded with vehicles, but the man's eyes look towards the alley of his house, looks narrow and dark. One human of any kind no one passed by, making Heaven a little afraid.

Actually he is not the type of man who parno exaggerated about mystical things. However, seeing the state of the road that will be passed makes his guts falter. How many trees grow on the side of the alley. Looks lush with a spooky view.

Tonight also looks lonely, Sunday night there are no young people hanging out along the road. Chances are they're having girlfriend apples, some are home and some are still on the road. I don't know, the sky doesn't know either. Because at night he rarely went out of the house, the young man often spent time by concocting sales materials. Making meatball pentol, slicing red onion and then fried to be used as a sprinkling of meatball sauce.

Other than that, Heaven does not have the heart to let the old Mamak should be home alone. Afraid if at any time the pegel linunya relapse and can not ask for help anyone.

If the business of selling materials is finished, Sky chooses to spend his time in front of the laptop screen. I don't know what to do, obviously, every night he can monitor his laptop screen for hours.

The sky began to cross the road, now entering a narrow alley. The breeze of the night hit the pores of the skin makes it more shudder.

"Excuse me ... Passing by, your granddaughter doesn't bother you, don't bother." The sky gave permission as it passed through a large tree.

Mamak often teaches as before, asking permission when passing through a quiet place or a place concerned with mystical things. For that Heaven always remember and also always practice it.

"Please ..." A voice is asking for help. The sky hesitated, continuing its path or searching for the source of the voice.

"Whoever passes by, please ....!" The voice was heard again.

Sky's footsteps stopped, he was sure that it was a human voice, not a jurik's voice.

"Who, huh?" The sky dared to ask. But his eyes found no one.

"Help me, my dear." Now the voice began to sob.

The sky was as strong as it was to dispel his fear, for the sake of a high curiosity. His conscience churns, helps or runs.

If not helped, he is afraid of sin. Also afraid if the voice of others is in trouble and in need of help. But if he is helped, he is haunted by the words of Mang Juri.

"You who? Human or ghost? Do you need help or just want to do me a favor?"

"I'm human. I need help. Look up, I'm on top."

"Huh? On top? Is he really human or what? Why is midnight on top?" Confused Sky.

"Mas, please. If I am afraid my leg is broken. I'm not strong anymore, Mom."

The feathers of the sky bristled. Scared, curious and astonished, all become one.

But apparently the curiosity was greater, finally the head of Heaven looked up to look up.

The woman was wearing white clothes with a bag around her neck in the middle of a barge on top of a tree branch, just above her head.

"Astagfirullah hal'adzim. Inalillahi wa inalillahi raji. Demit any model, please step aside. Don't bother me, Madam Kun! I just hitchhiked through." The Sky Body was trembling. "Allahu Akbar! Allah Akbar!"

"Mas, I'm human not a demit. Help me, Mas."

"You're a demit! One hundred percent demit! Your feet don't appear on the ground, you must be demit!"

"My feet don't look because I'm hanging on a tree, Mas. If you help me get off, my feet will be on the ground."

"I'm sorry I can't help. Just find someone else to call for help, not me!" reject Sky.

"There are no other people, Mas. Help me, Mas."

"No! Don't bother me, Madam Kun! Excuse me!" The sky ran towards his house. It doesn't matter if the expensive suit or pants are torn. Most importantly, he could escape from that place.

"Mass ...! Waitaminute! Help me, Mas!!!" The woman in need of help was screaming but was ignored by the sky. The man had already run away from the narrow alley.

Unfortunately for the woman, she was separated and left dating because they were dating in a dark place and chased by dogs, afraid of being bitten, and scared of being bitten, the woman was desperate to climb up to a big tree that was not too high. When he got to the top, he was actually left by his girlfriend who was speeding on his motorcycle.