(Missed ) In Nakampe Ivory Village

CHAPTER III

"Srok...

srok..."

That voice

it sounded right in front of the door of the house where we were staying. I

awakens. Bella, Yulia and Joan are still fast asleep. Connect the nearest

with me was Joan, so I tried to wake her up.

"Joe...

Jo's... Joan, wake up,"

He squirms,

it seems he heard me but only I was disappointed, instead of waking up but, instead

change his sleeping position.

"Joe...

Joan, get up," I said a second time, the sound became clearer.

"Srok....

srok..."

"Joan, man,

wake up !" I said half-screaming making the woman jump up,

"What's up, Cel ?!" tanyanya almost exclaimed. He looks very upset, though,

however, I gestured to lower her tone, "Sstt, please,

relax, don't you hear anything ?"

Joan sighed

breath, trying to focus...

"Srok...

srok....."

"What voice

that ?" ask Joan.

"Once, please,

that's why I'm here to find out. The sound came from outside,"

I said.

"Why

you always hear strange noises, sich ?" joan was upset.

"If you

don't want to accompany me, let me see it myself" I threatened.

"alright...

all right, come on," said Joan.

We're down

from the bed and slowly towards the front room. The room is only

illuminated by some oil lamp light. Restricted. The voice came back

sounding out, we hesitated for a moment, the fur crouching but, defeated by the taste

our curious.

"It looks, though,

like a man scavenging for dirt" whispered Joan, reaching for a lamp

oil, "Fortunately, almost all the houses of these villagers, are made of

woven bamboo. To prevent unwanted things, we should

just peek from the cracks of this bamboo wall," he continued

closing his eyes to the wall, I also peeked....

Appears by

we, a body, sat back, skinny, blue in clothes

it was ragged and Kumal.

"Lho, uh,

not the clothes he wore were typical uniforms of L University

?" ask Joan.

"Certainly,"

I said, "His stature is similar to.... Bianca," I'm in touch

while she was about to open the door, Joan prevented.

"Don't

rashly, Cel.it is impossible for Bianca to come here, let alone this late. You

know for yourself, Bianca is a coward,"

"That

Bianca, Jo.." as I was, "We have to help her,"

"Try you

think, Cel. " Joan said, "Our friends have disappeared almost.

a week, if it's Bianca, okay... but, if not ?" Joan assured.

"Indeed, indeed,

who ? Genie, demon, dedemit ?!" I said, opening the door and

approaching that figure.

I flinched, I flinched,

that figure is indeed Bianca. He was scavenging the land. The body is full of dust and

smelly, her hair was tangled, she looked like a dazed and oblivious person

my presence. He continued to scavenge the ground, seemingly looking for something.

"Bie...

Bianca, where have you been all this time" I said. He did not answer, his hand

keep scavenging and scavenging as if no matter his hand blackened, "Stop it, stop it,

Bi... Why are you ?!" myrag.

Nonexistent

answer, he really doesn't recognize me apparently, "Jo... Jo, come here, come,

she's really Bianca," I exclaimed, "It seems she's having

amnesia,"

Joan soon

get out and get to us, help Bianca stand up and sweep her in.

Tiny commotion

it woke up Bella, Yulia and the others. They were surprised, astonished to mix

glad because, we've been looking for it everywhere, but, not found it

after almost 1 week of disappearance.

They

asking all sorts of questions in a row, but, Bianca

lost spirit. I was frustrated myself.

"You guys,

quiet ! Can't you see Bianca's condition ?!" snapped me it

enough to silence those chatty guys, in particular, the talking Akhmad

indiscriminate.

"Just...,"

greet Yulia, "Maybe you should wash her first, she's so tangled

and I'm sorry, his body's dirty and stinky,"

"You

right, Yulia... help me cook water, huh ?" my door. Yulia nodded

then hurry to the kitchen.

*

"Jo, body

Bianca, so many scars," I told Joan.

Bianca is already

fell asleep. Joan, Yulia and Bella look at each other.

"I didn't

think about what makes him a fool and lose his memory...

though we know for ourselves how Bianca at school. Smart and full

with creative ideas" said Yulia.

We trod

go into the room where he lay. Bianca fell asleep, chest cavity

Breath hunting.

"with

it's like this, we can't know what's going on

to him also friends." said Bella.

"I really

so remember the words of Mr. Udin about lelepah and Bajang. Is it indeed

that thing is in this place ?" ask Yulia.

"Don't

stupid, Yul, it's just a myth" Joan argued.

"Then, then,

what about the offerings that almost exist in almost every corner of the house and

the scars from the incisions on Bianca's body ?" I asked, "Your swords

know, since I first set foot in this village, I feel

weird," I said.

"Squeaky,

how ? After all, you were first in this place, you fainted for 2

day," said Joan.

I stared

Joan was deep, as if she did not want to switch from the university version of Lucy Lawless

L. A lot of strange things happened to me while recovering and did not want to

tell them about it for fear of making them anxious, worried or worried

terrified. Including, Joan. But, apparently, I should explain everything to

them.

I give

cue them to follow me to the living room. After making sure not

there were others who heard, peeked or saw us

talking, I began to tell him about what exactly had happened

kualami.

I told you stories

about my encounter with a monstrous figure who was eating human flesh

and also my meeting with Pedro. Even if it's just a dream, but it's real.

Joan and the one just positioned themselves as good listeners, without any response

or any comment, to me their response was mediocre. But nevertheless, the,

this is what makes them so serious about listening.

*

On the day

fourth, after I realized from my fainting Bi Mindar once told me

if Bianca, Ikbal, Parto and Pedro died. But, in reality, Bianca

suddenly reappeared in a daze. He doesn't recognize anyone

including himself, even his entire body was full of scars

incisions. This is not yet known the cause. Many mysteries are shrouded

the disappearance and return of Bianca. I hope Bianca can recover as she is

kala, so that we know the events that happened to him.

However, which

making me feel uncomfortable being in this place is ....

wherever I am

go, my nape and shoulders feel heavy and numb. It happened when I

being at the location where we had an accident, too, the places that

there's sesajen.

Until

one night, while I was lying down. There's a pair of stroking hands

my hair. The caress was so cold, it still feels today. Eve

the cold crawled the crown to the tips of my toes, even though it was already

passed a few days ago.

When I

opening her eyes, there was an old woman who was a hunched woman, a red woman

with a barricade tied his waist. A golden yellow konde skewer

with the size of a dove stuck in his gray hair and coiled. It

looks graceful, but, I feel uncomfortable is no eyeballs in

in her white eyelids. He looked at me, either angry, happy or

what and both of his palms held my right-left cheek, and....

A light

the white was dazzling, making me have to close my eyes for a few seconds and moments

opening my eyes, I was already in a foreign place.

In front of me,

about 10 meters from where I was standing, there was a square building

long with stone wall kali. The old grandmother suddenly stood there

in front of me with both hands on his back. He's limping, he's limping,

sometimes looking at me, as if telling me to follow him. Then, like

moved by an invisible force, these feet step

slowly. My footsteps stopped at a two-meter-high door

in front of me. It was painted jet black and there was a strange air flowing from its surface.

Door

spread wide. In the room I saw, there were about 20

people, men and women wearing thin white clothes were worshipping

a jet-black giant statue of strange and terrible shape.

That statue

it seemed to be alive when the lights of torches and fire shone on it. Four-horned, four-horned,

his pair of red eyes widened and his mouth opened, revealing

rows of pointed teeth and at the end of the teeth are blood red.

Ten-handed, each of which carries a wide variety of objects, 2

some were placed on the chest, while others held the human head,

heart, sword, trident, spear, mace, plate and cup.

However, I

shuddered as the people in the room turned their faces away,

looking at me with a blank and empty look.

Viscous liquid

red color soaks their mouths and clothes. Each brought

a lump of flesh and human limbs where there are bite marks and

shred. The fishy, rancid and foul smell tickled my nose, making my stomach feel

stirred. My knees feel weak, my head is dizzy and

my view is blurred. I collapsed unconscious as soon as I opened my eyes

already in the bedroom, the old granny just looked at me with a second

hands hidden behind his back.

"Sir, nduk,

wektu ana stuffing ... Kowe lan kanca - kanca, kudu nggal lunga saka

Iki Board. Mbebani,"

(Nduk, while

there's still time, you and your friends need to get out of here.

Dangerous).

That is

her words, before the grandmother disappeared from my sight.

Some days

then Hudi came and said the same thing as shown

by that grandmother.

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