Black Sign.

Black Sign.
7 - One night after the rain


Inside a simple house on the outskirts of town, three people were sitting around a table, which was filled with piles of money.


" dedi, are you sure you've crippled all the cctv in that bank?" johan.


"I've made sure there are only three cctvs, outside, above the entrance and in the corner next to the teller.all three I've shot." said dedi


" good.preferably you should immediately change the car!" Johan said again.


"It should be so." said Dedi with a laugh.


"Priest, please buy a cigarette in front!". said bang johan while throwing a hundred thousand pieces of money at me.


"Yes bang!"


After buying a cigarette in a store that only takes no more than five minutes, I have arrived back home.


Bang Johan glanced at a glance at my presence, while Dedi was busy with his smartphone.without a sound I put three packs of cigarettes on the table.


I'm used to being told to buy cigarettes and every time I buy three packs.


"Priest, this is your part!, with this money you can buy a house or anything.but you should stay here first.because this is just the beginning.and next will be a lot of fun work waiting!".Johan said with a smile.


My eyes are staring at the pile of money that was thrust bang johan.


"This is really bang?" I asked while looking at the two of them in turn.


They smiled.while nodding.


I still stand upright looking at the pile of money that has been divided into three parts, while bang johan and dedi each directly put their part money into the bag they have prepared.


"I have a need, maybe in the next three days you're alone here.!" bang Johan said, while standing.


"Don't be silly, act accordingly and if you can't go anywhere!" Said again.


***


The rain was still pouring, accompanying me who was restless, either because of pleasure or fear.


The wall clock has already pointed to the number ten.I still can not close my eyes, just stand alone.


"Huh.got have money can not sleep, a lot of money is also the same.tetep can not sleep!" rukkukku in the heart.


I looked at the pile of money next to the bed, all I counted was five hundred million.


"Don.kereeen!"


With this money, I can buy anything, enough to repay all the treatment I've received..


Back rang the cynical gaze of the people in the village, friends of friends, even the lakinya Laila,. hm.peduli satan, cubic mampus know their taste..


Unknowingly the scent of vengeance was getting thickened.


The rain has not stopped, but the ripple is not able to silence the hubbub in the brain, which is like not accustomed to everything that is obtained.


I took a cigarette, I clicked on it. I clicked the alarm clock on the table, pointing at the number eleven.


"Maybe it is hunger that the mind becomes restless!"I muttered to myself, laughing, laughing at my own stupidity.


Using cardboard used mineral water, I tiptoed forward.I see there is a fried rice worker is taking shelter on the edge of the highway.in front of the emperor of a building shop that has closed.


"Bang, buy one fried rice!"I said.


"Wrapped what's eating here, dik?" asked father.


"Wrap it up sir!".


After ordering immediately I close the body in front of the store door so as not to be rained.


Not far from where I was sheltering, it looks like someone is writhing.his clothes are shabby, dirty.and he looks at me, nanar.


"Pity" my inner.


"Bang, have you eaten?"I asked slowly after approaching him.


He just looked at me.


"Bang, one more yes.wrapped too!" I said to the fried rice salesman.


His father looked at him for a while, before continuing his work.


"Where's it,bang?" I asked the shabby young man who looked back at me.Suddenly for a moment.I saw him just shake his head a little.


Because the young man was just silent, I am no longer asked.distracting the eyes of the seller of fried rice that is working.the period is high, long hair poking out of the pecinya.yah indeed average Madurese are mostly stocky, but,is not the brother of the fried rice man is Madurese, because his digerobaknya inscribed with fried rice madura.but his father's face is too handsome to be a fried rice seller, from Madura again.hehehehe I chuckle myself.


"It's dik,nasi friednya!".


"Please sir" while extending money, and give another package to a shabby young man in the corner of the store, then by running a small run back into the house.while the rain is still like a perennial watering the surface of the earth.


Fried rice that I eat like I do not want to go into the esophagus.elah because it is happy because a lot of money so that all food becomes unpleasant mouth.


At that time it was like someone was moving in front of the house, the shadow was visible from the spotlight that bounced on the window.


Under the front tree of the house, near the window I saw the old shabby young man looking at me.


"Mas, can you have some water to drink!?"


I opened the door and told him to come in.


After giving him a bottle of mineral water that he drank a little, he looked at me.


"Thank you, ma'am" he said.


I shook my head and asked back.


"Where do you live?" same question as before.


He just shook his head a little.


"Have been.branch for tonight just here.all take shelter." I said.


"Oh yes, I have a dress, you can wear it"


I went to my room, picked up my own shirt.


"take the bathroom, if it's not cold, take a shower first!" myrag.


I watched the young man whose age and stature were not much different from mine, the same as cungkring.he stepped into the bathroom.while waiting for him to come out of the bathroom I made coffee.


"Kasian .."murmured.


Remembering yourself who will also be lucky if you do not accidentally meet the Johan bang.


"Cigarette..!?" I said as I handed him a pack of cigarettes after he finished his bath and I sat down on the chair.


"Thank you, ma'am." she said slowly.


"My name is Rudi, it's been three days that I walked to and fro, looking for work.uang did not have.I was expelled at work first because I accidentally damaged the goods." he explained.


"Nh .."


"What is that stuff?" I am interested in the story.


"TV."


"i was working in an electronics store, and I accidentally dropped the TV while I was cleaning it" she said, looking down.


"Yaudah.now just rest.easily tomorrow we have a big windfall" I said.


Silence in my heart already has a plan to give him capital for the business.so I have a lot of money, I thought with a smile of his own.Tomorrow give him money and tell him to leave quickly.do not if caught bang Johan, I think,there's an outsider here who can woe me..


Maybe because of true fatigue, the young man had fallen asleep on the bench.akupun went to the room.


the rain had stopped leaving a cold and humid atmosphere.


In the room, I still could not sleep. backpack containing five hundred million money I made as a bolster, took my eyes to look at the sky of the room.


"Ah..why don't I just keep this money on the ceiling? Thought.


HM..can also..well I see first, it fits the place.because of the prank and can not sleep I become less work.hehehe I chuckle alone.by climbing the side of the window and seeping in the closet, and,I managed to open the ceiling lid, the dark atmosphere felt. with my own initiative I open the tile let there is a little light.I remember a myth, a small time first.


"if you want to see a genie or a subtle creature go up on the wuwungan, open the tile, bend the head and look around."


Instantly I goosebumps, afraid..


"Huh.basic coward!" I cursed, before then laughed to myself.I slowly pulled out my head bit by bit, peering out. deserted, the light of the street lights like swaying rocking.


The rain has stopped, the ceiling is starry, not as dark as before.during the sky, remembering the childhood in the village, which is familiar with the view of the sky at night.Lamat's goal still sounded the roar of cars on the street.


Seen a car stopped in the distance.eh instead of one, there is another that stopped.some body figures are seen to settle the precipitate in the dark.


"Ah, that's not a genie" I thought.


Some shadowy figures are also visible from the other side, all like pointing to my.


"Who are they?" I thought I asked.


I saw a car coming again, stopping right where I was buying fried rice.some people came out with guns.


"Huh.guns, who are they?"


"Police?"


Slowly I pulled my head.crawling with my heart.


There was the sound of the door being opened, I quickly got the ceiling hole where the entrance was.


"Hey... It's a good thing the backpack with the money was on my back.."I thought a little relieved.


There were several shots heard, I was silent, fused together the silence of the sky room.Some footsteps like pacing back and forth below me.


"Hallo. yes .. all according to duty, the person has been activated,... calm down man...later report the suspect against the officer so it must be disabled...ok."


Turns out, they're cops.means the fried rice guy earlier? hasn't there ever been a fried rice man in front....?deservedly it does not feel because, apparently Intel is undercover..


The night is getting older..


And I decided to stay in place, waiting for a morning that was still a mystery.