
"Wait on! Isn't the sound of ghost laughter like that?" Fazila kept quiet and began to feel suspicious. He got up to his feet and peeked out through the window glass that was joined to the door.
From behind the glass she had exposed her curtains, Fazila could clearly see Heni prancing around with a crisp laugh.
"Basic, I got bullied!" fazila.
"Hey open the door otherwise your room will make a mess!" fazila shouted from inside while pounding the door several times. He forgot that now he was inside the room of the person without the permission of the occupant.
Heni smiled and opened the door and did not enter the room but stood in the doorway.
"Well, are you in my room?" heni asked as he ruffled his waist and looked into Fazila's eyes with a sharp look.
"Don't tell me you want to steal! Shame on your rich family!"
"Who would steal? Do you have good things to steal? Sorry, not interested in your stuff. I know if you need anything to keep the message with mama and papa, it doesn't suck to take people's property." Fazila's been shaking her waist.
"Why do you keep doing this if you don't want to steal?"
"You delete the photo you took earlier so as not to be the subject of complaint to Nyai and ustadzah, thank God all traces have been lost from the face of the earth." Fazila.
Heni frowned and laughed.
"You don't be happy! You can delete that photo, but this time I'm gonna get you into bigger trouble."
Fazila.
"You want this girl more?" inner Fazila.
"Ustadzah, there's a maling!" heni's yelling made Fazila go into shock. Wanting to escape could not because Heni blocked Fazila at the door with both hands stretched out to the side.
"Ustadzah! Guys guys! Let's catch thieves who often take ki– stuff"
Not yet Heni continued his sentence, Fazila immediately quickly pulled the veil paris hanging on the wall hanger and then gagged on Heni's mouth when the girl gaping.
Heni looked up at Fazila's brazen actions.
"Felt! You think I'm afraid of you, huh?!" Fazila pulled both hands of Heni who was about to release the veil in his mouth to the back of the body and tied it with a pasmina veil that was also hanging beside the veil of paris earlier. I don't know who the veil is. The owner would be sad to see his hood tangled by Fazila.
After finishing tying Heni's hand, Fazila switched to tying the two calves of the girl.
After successfully tying, he immediately shifted Heni's body into the room while he came out of the room.
"Well, it seems like someone wants to be a pocong so-called nih," said Fazila with a smile happy to see Heni who moved out of the room by jumping up and down, making Heni immediately wide-eyed to hear the phrase from Fazila.
"Pocong chest!" Fazila waved her hand then ran towards the bathroom that was close to her own room.
"Hosh, hosh!" Fazila stabilized her gasping breath before finally deciding to go inside the bathroom and clean up.
Moments later he returned to his room and found Andin lying in his room.
"Where are you?!" andin asked in a firm voice, as hard as the police when interrogating criminals who managed to be arrested.
"Bathroom" replied Fazila lightly.
"I mean before Chila's shower!" exclaim Andin.
"From Heni's room, what's the matter?"
"No, I was wrong to say that. I said I met Heni earlier. Already, ah I want to pray dhuhur only." Hurriedly Fazila put up a mukena and stood up to do the takbiratul ihram.
Seeing Fazila performing the dhuhur prayer, Andin laughed out loud.
At first Fazila continued to pray. However, Andin's increasingly loud laughter disturbed him so much that even in the state of prayer he was angry with Andin.
Feeling that something was wrong with his prayer and growled because he was laughed at by Andin, Fazila immediately stopped.
"What's up Andin? Like yes disturb people pray, like the nature of Satan," protested Fazila because he could not be solemn' and his mind banged everywhere.
"Sorry Chil, I'm just confused by the prayer you're doing. Your prayers are wrong."
"Chil, Chill! Did I leak you call me that call? My prayers are right facing the Qibla, not even turning back!" Fazila felt that there was nothing wrong with his prayer, but Andin said it was wrong.
"Not movement or face it, but your prayer intention is wrong."
Fazila gawked at the sentence uttered by Andin.
"Where's wrong? The feeling is right" Fazila murmured while thinking about the one he read earlier.
"Look at the table at what time it is!" Andin pointed to the alarm clock on the table beside the bed.
Fazila turned his attention to the alarm clock and immediately pat the eel when he saw the clock was showing at 5 pm.
"So it's afternoon?" fazila asked as if she couldn't believe it.
"No, 5 o'clock in the morning" Andin said and laughed again.
"Ais, don't laugh out loud, get caught Nyai berabe later." Fazila warned to make Andin instantly shut his mouth that did not stop laughing.
"Then I pray ashar now" said Fazila and Andin, nodding and exiting the room. He did not want to disturb Fazila's prayer because he could laugh bursting at any time.
Fazila was seen focused on prayer while Andin sat in front of the room waiting for his two friends who had not returned also from the mosque.
Coincidentally, Andin was back to the room first and did not participate in the study of the yellow book on the grounds of abdominal pain that suddenly afflicted him. However, when it came to the front of the room the pain suddenly disappeared just like that. Andin who had been waiting for permission to Nyai lazy to return to the mosque and decided to lie in his room only.
As he sat in front of the room he saw Heni jumping around from afar.
"What? How is the road weird?" Andin frowned while sharpening his vision. Unfortunately he still could not see clearly against the moving object because of the great distance, he said, plus the state of the day that has begun to dark make the scenery inside the princess cottage so look blurry.
"Why am I so scared? It's quiet again." Andin grimaced, his hair goosebumps instantly. Moreover, the Heni he saw was still wearing white mukena. Exactly like a picture of a walking pocong.
"I have to go inside" murmured Andin.
Immediately Andin ran inside and immediately closed the front door tight and locked from the inside.
Out there Heni seemed grimacing to see Andin even looked frightened.
"Well, who will help me? Do I have to jump all the way to the mosque?"
Seriate.