Funny Travel Story: The Shocking "Bomb" on the Bus
One evening, Gatot and his niece were traveling from Nganjuk City to Kediri City. They decided to take a night bus. The bus wasn’t crowded, but they chose to sit in the very back.
As the passengers started dozing off and the bus drove through a quiet rice field, it suddenly began to slow down. And then it stopped completely.
Gatot, who had been feeling sleepy, suddenly felt uneasy. Something didn’t seem right. The area outside was pitch dark and eerily quiet.
“Where are we, Uncle?” his niece asked nervously. “Are we in Kediri yet?”
Gatot hesitated before answering. “I don’t think so. This isn’t the bus station. We’re... in the middle of a rice field!”
“What? That’s creepy, Uncle! Why did we stop here?”
“No idea!” Gatot replied. He turned to the passenger beside him to ask what was going on, but no one seemed to know.
Not long after, passengers sitting at the front and middle of the bus started getting off. Soon, those at the back began to follow.
“Why don’t you ask the driver or conductor what’s going on?” his niece suggested.
Gatot glanced around and noticed something strange. “Look, even the driver and conductor are getting off the bus!” he said.
“Oh, I don’t like this, Uncle. This feels so wrong. Let’s get off too!” his niece pleaded.
But Gatot shook his head. “I’m too tired, and I don’t want to leave our stuff behind. Besides, they didn’t tell us to get off, so it can’t be that serious. Let’s just wait.”
Even though he sounded calm, Gatot couldn’t deny that he was worried.
Why had so many people left the bus?
In a matter of minutes, only a few people were still on board: Gatot, his niece, an old man, and the old man’s grandson sitting in the middle row.
The bus conductor returned and started checking the seats one by one, as though he were looking for something. When he reached the old man’s seat, he crouched down and peeked under it.
Gatot’s heart started racing. His mind jumped to the worst-case scenario. What if it’s a bomb? Like in those thriller movies?
Then the conductor shouted, “That’s it! There’s really a bomb here, Guys!”
Gatot’s eyes widened in shock, and his sleepiness vanished in an instant. He regretted staying on the bus. “Let’s get out of here... quick!” he told his niece spontaneously.
But just as they were about to leave, the conductor clarified what he meant. The "bomb" turned out to be... the old man’s grandson had pooped in his pants!
Gatot felt both relieved and annoyed. “It’s just that? Oh my gosh!” He and his niece laughed nervously, though the smell was so strong it almost made them cry.
Still, Gatot decided to get off the bus. He couldn’t stand the smell of the “bomb,” which was truly unbearable.
Meanwhile, the bus conductor fetched water from a nearby river to clean up the mess.