The Three Chosen
25. Shhhh, Don't be noisy !

The funeral of the late Kyai Syakir is over. The mourners dispersed one by one

back to each other's homes. Faiq was seen approaching Hanako, Iyaz and Izar who seemed focused on looking in the same direction.

“ You guys saw what..?” faiq's question surprised Hanako, Iyaz and Izar.

“ Mmm, the Pa. We again ngeliatin Eyang there..,” said Hanako hesitated while pointing towards the spirit of Kyai Syakir.

who stood on the tomb which he had buried.

“ Oooh it...,” said Faiq while nodding his head.

“ Papa clay also right..?” ask Hanako.

“ Yes...,” says Faiq with a smile.

“ So that's what Well. How much does it look like Eyang Syakir..?” tanya Iyaz did not understand.

“ The Spirit Eyang Syakir Nak..,” fast Faiq say.

“ Spirit, what is a spirit..?” ask Izar.

“ Spirit or spirit is something that inhabits the body of living beings such as humans or animals. If the spirit in the body of a human or animal is gone, then their body can not do anything. Including eating, drinking, sleeping, playing, bathing and others..,” said Faiq.

“ Rich Eyang Syakir dong..,” says Iyaz and Izar together.

“ Right, one hundred for you. Because the spirit of Eyang has gone, so that Eyang can not say anything more. Longtime

his body may become stinky and rotten. That is why our religion is taught so that the body of the person whose spirit has gone aka already died must be buried.

Iyaz, Izar and Hanako seemed to nod in understanding. They looked back at the smiling spirit of Kyai Syakir and slowly disappeared into the crowd of tomb pilgrims.

“ Eyang has gone, yuk We go home..,” take Hanako while holding the twins' hands on her right and left side.

“ Yes...,” sahut Iyaz and Izar together.

The three little boys stepped into the car. Faiq looked at them while smiling as he could happily

answered his third question.

“ Why Iq...?” ask Fatur suddenly.

“ Uh, gapapa Om. Children are used to something that makes me think to answer. Ga

difficult anyway. But the problem is I have to put together simple sentences so that they can be easily understood. Thank God for guidance, so I can answer their questions earlier.” said Faiq with a smile.

“ Good. We also have to be ready with their more critical questions going forward Nak..,” Fatur said as he patted Faiq on the shoulder.

“ Insha Allah. Continue now Where are we Om...?” ask Faiq.

“ We return to Kyai Syakir's house. There will be tahlilan as well as sending prayers for the deceased ntar at night there.” said Fatur while stepping.

“ Ok Om...,” says Faiq while following Fatur.

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A group of young men were walking on the sidewalk right in front of a row of long-disused shops. The atmosphere of the night was slightly different, feeling more tense and tense. But the group of young men tried to calm down because they felt they were used to passing there and had never met a ghost like the one people were talking about.

Suddenly Tobi's steps, the young man who walked the front was stopped to make other friends shocked.

“ Why stop anyway Bro...?” ask one of them.

“ That, what Lo see that chick over there..?” sahut Tobi while pointing towards the front.

At the end of the sidewalk they were about to walk across, a woman wearing a knee-length pink dress was seen. His appearance looks shabby and messy. The woman was walking back and forth while looking forward like she was waiting for someone.

“ Yes, why is it..?” ask the other friend who also saw the woman.

“ Kok, I feel that he is not a human yes..,” said Tobi with a vibrating voice.

“ Ah don't ngaco Lo, at least it's the g*la people or the homeless people who are still eating. Come on again...,” invite Tobi friends while pulling Tobi's hand to step back.

Tobi tried to refuse and intend to find another way, but his intention was actually laughed at by his friends. Suddenly Tobi's body stiffened as the woman in pink dress floated quickly towards his group. Her gray dress and hair seemed to flutter when swept by the night breeze. Both of his eyes were bright red with a broken face full of scar and jet black. Surprisingly, the position of the woman's head floated beside her body instead of being attached to her neck.

“ Ssttt, don't be noisy. If you are noisy I can't hear the voice of my Son.” said the female ghost while grinning.

Tobi and his friends turned their heads towards the ghost of the woman, pecked for a moment and screamed and ran off the ridge leaving the place accompanied by the sound of the hiss of the female ghost.

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Now Hanako, Iyaz and Izar can begin to distinguish humans from astral creatures. Hanako who sat in the eighth grade of a State Junior High School in Jakarta looks more beautiful even though it seems fierce. While Iyaz and Izar sit in the fourth grade of SD. If Iyaz looks serious while Izar looks a little indifferent. All three are more compact and almost always together spend time. Like this time.

By bicycle, Hanako, Iyaz and Izar decide to buy Hanako's favorite cloth at a kiosk not far from Erik's house. Upon arriving in front of the stall was seen a long queue. Iyaz and Izar began to look upset at the thought of the time they would spend waiting in line. But they are taksa obey Hanako's super judes will.

“ Ngantri Ci, how about..?” ask Izar.

“ Gapapa deh, nanggung also already here..,” said Hanako while leaning her bicycle on the power pole.

“ Yes already, We wait there aja Ci..,” advises Iyaz while pointing to the side of the kiosk.

“ You guys first, I order first...,” Hanako's mouth is owned by Iyaz and Izar.

Then Iyaz and Izar pedaled their bicycles to the front of the empty stall that was beside the vendor's kiosk. While waiting for Hanako, they circulated a glance around them. Seen a row of shops that are partly empty are not taken care of and left just like that.

“ People say here at night serem Yaz. But kok if the afternoon gini ordinary aja yes..,” said Izar.

“ Time anyway, kok I just know..” said Iyaz.

“ Therefore do not learn mulu dong, play cake once in order to know what is around Kita..,” said Izar while sneering to make Iyaz smile.

“ Why are you here.?” tanya Iyaz switched the conversation.

“ Said temen-meno at night there was a ghost sighting of a woman in a pink-headed dress around here. He pacing back and forth rich again nyari something..,” sahut Izar.

“ Time anyway..?” ask Iyaz.

“ Yes. But strangely he just wanted someone who was noisy or laughing again. Well, if he already nongol deh while saying ‘Sstt, don't be noisy’ so he said..,” sahut Izar.

" May, but own responsibility risks..," Izar said casually.

“ Wow, bother people dong if rich so, it's not that everyone dares to be the same rich ghost Kita..,” said Iyaz origin and greeted by shrug by Izar.

Then Iyaz and Izar looked at Hanako who was approaching them while pedaling her bicycle.

“ Have a message, still a long time ga..?” ask Iyaz.

“ Udah, well long enough. Why, don't you like me. You guys are not really a solider so people..,” sumpul.

Hanako sat next to Iyaz.

“ That's not it, I'm just it. Kok You sewot anyway..” sahut Iyaz.

“ Lagian tuh solder, make tennis yes..,” said Izar origin to make Hanako and Iyaz laugh.

“ Solider instead of solder Izaarrr...,” says Hanako's anxious.

“ Yes, yes. What is the name of the cake. That's whatan Ciciii..,” said Izar following Hanako's style of speech.

“ Solider tuh means compact, loyal friends..,” Hanako said.

“ We are cousins. Should be loyal sodara not loyal friend Ci..,” chirped Iyaz while looking at Izar's laughter.

“ Iiiihh, You guys are very nice anyway. The twins should be the same. If one is jutek, the other is also jutek. One is funny, the other is funny. Well if one is a bummer, what the other one should also join nyebelin..?!” hanako said with a high tone of voice.

“ Ssstt, don't be noisy Ci...!” reprimanding Iyaz and Izar together to make both Hanako's eyes perfectly round.

“ Apaan sih Kam...,” Hanako speech stopped when Izar crossed his index finger in front of the lips signifies if

Hanako had to brake her voice.

Then Izar pointed to the end of the street where there was a woman in a shabby pink dress pacing back and forth on the sidewalk like looking for something. Hanako and Iyaz fell silent and observed the woman's behavior.

“ That person g*la or not.?” ask Hanako.

“ Not...,” say Iyaz and Izar together.

“ So it's ghost dong...,” said Hanako who is a member of Iyaz and Izar.

As if aware that he was being talked about by Hanako, Iyaz and Izar, the female ghost at the end of the road turned and stared fixedly at them.

“ Yes Allah..,” Hanako muttered while covering her mouth when she saw the ghostly face of the woman.

The ghostly face of the woman looks broken. There was no blood there even though the wound on his face was very creepy. In addition to

that ghostly woman's facial skin was jet black, contrasting with the pink dress she wore. Then the ghost of the woman floated closer to Hanako, Iyaz and Izar who seemed stunned to look at her.

“ You guys can see Me...?” asked the female ghost in a hoarse voice as it had arrived before Hanako, Iyaz and Izar.

“ Yes...,” sahut Iyaz and Izar together.

“ Mu..., Aunt's face why..?” ask Hanako nervously.

“ This..., I don't know..” said the ghost of the woman while touching her face.

“ Keep Aunt again nyari whatan there..?” ask Izar.

“ I'm waiting for my son, usually he passes on that road after school. But I waited a long time for him

passing yes..,” sahut the ghost of the woman was sad.

“ Mmm, sorry Aunt. The Aunt's son is a school where..?” hanako asked after her courage was gathered.

“ My son went to school in Elementary School in 3rd grade, his name is Lilian, he is eight years old.

“ Why didn't Aunt wait at home or pick up Lilian at her school.?” ask Hanako.

“ I can't do that. Can you guys help me..?” the ghost of the woman asked.

Hanako, Iyaz and Izar looked at each other confusedly. No matter where the strength came from, their heads nodded

at the same time they sign willing to help the ghost of the woman. Suddenly they were surprised by the voice of the owner of the kiosk who called Hanako's name and along with it the ghost of the woman in pink dress disappeared.

“ Uh, yes Ma'am. What is my order already...?” asked Hanako while approaching the seller seblak.

“ Uda Neng. Daritadi called, uh Neng diem aja. Again in front of the stall there. The kiosk was Serem Neng,

it has been empty for a long time and no one wants to rent..,” said the seller seblak.

“ Ga serem kok Bu. The proof is that My sisters just relax sitting there..,” Hanako said.

“ Yes, I am also confused. Though usually no one dares to sit there even though daylight is rich

Neng...,” says seller seblak again.

“ Oh that's it Mom. If so I go home first, the money was already yes Ma'am..,” said Hanako with a smile.

“ Yes, thank you Neng...,” said the seller seblak while stepping into his kiosk.

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While enjoying what he bought earlier, Hanako began to discuss the ghost of the woman they had met earlier. His loud voice made everyone in the house turn their heads and interested in hearing the story.

Faiq smiles knowing that Hanako, Iyaz and Izar will experience a thrilling mystical event again after a few years of 'just' seeing ghost sightings. Then Faiq secretly contacted Fatur via WA message.

" Assalamualaikum Om, get ready. God willing, there will be surprising things that the children bring," said Faiq.

" Alaikumsalam, insya Allah Om ready Iq. Thanks for the info..," said Fatur.

Faiq kept his phone in his pocket with a smile, then he started listening to Hanako, Iyaz and Izar's 'analysis.

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