(Missed ) In Nakampe Ivory Village

CHAPTER VI

“WARNING !!!

FOR 21 ++

CONTAINS ELEMENTS OF PHYSICAL VIOLENCE, SUCH AS,

MUTILATING, ETC

PLEASE DEAR READERS,

TO MEET IT WISELY AND WISELY. THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING, TIME

AND THE COOPERATION ...”

For umpteenth

the next time, a blinding white light made me close my eyes.

Opening the eyes ... I, Joan, Mbah Buluk and Mbah Abang are already in

another place.

Colored door

black, about 2 times the height of an adult, tightly closed

in front of me. This is the entrance of the room called Sendang. New

just want to open the door, the door is stretched wide and what

contained in it exactly as shown by Mbah Abang

in dreams. Some people over 50 years old are bathing 3 figures

a very familiar human body. Pedro, Parto and Bianca. In addition to

Bianca, their bodies are scarred and the situation is quite miserable.

There are wounds

long and gaping on the abdomen to the chest. The internal organs are already

removed and placed on a tray carried by some beak women

baya, one of them is Bi Midar. Joan and I screamed loudly, my eyes

wide-eyed and driven by an invisible force,

I ran up to him, pushing if I could hit them, but, hands

– my hand as if touching empty air.

“Mbah,” seruku,

“Why can't I touch them ?” askaku in between – between sobs.

 “For what you brought us to this place,

Mbah ? What do they do to our friends ?!” joan said with

the feeling of not wanting to see that sight.

“Can't,

no, Mbah Buluk has said that we are in the hallway.

time dimension. What has happened here, we cannot prevent or

interfere. Mbah Buluk points this out, so you know what the truth is

experienced by your friends – friends,” explained Mbah Buluk.

Scenery

next is a circle-shaped pool with 8 steps. Above, above,

stood a giant statue of a strange and terrible form, black in color

parsimony. The statue appeared to be alive as the lights of torches and fire shone on it.

Four-horned, his pair of red eyes widened and his mouth opened,

shows a row of pointed teeth and at the end of the tooth is colored

red blood. Ten-handed, each of which carries a wide variety

objects, 2 of which are placed on the chest, while the others hold the head

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

big man – the guy is sitting facing him, meanwhile, their mouth

commit – kit. Mbah Buluk called the statue, ANGKARA MURKA.

Moments

later, Bianca's body was carried and placed on the body of an Angkara statue

Wrath, his hands and feet were tied hanging on some parts of the hands

total of ten fruits. He fainted, blood still soaking his right forehead.

Gaping wounds due to impact, while others have cut – cut

pedro and Parto's. Joan and I, looking away, could not bear to watch

that sight.

One by one, one,

the inhabitants stood up, walking towards the right where there was

a large table, took out a bowl and a knife laid out neatly on top

tabletop. After that he stepped closer to a male – same age

the Mbah Buluk. Boy – the man is dressed in red heart, mustache and beard

gray, long to chest. MBAH FARARI, that is what Mbah Buluk calls it.

First person

saluting Mbah Jauhari, after – old man nodded

chief, he climbed the steps, as soon as he arrived near Bianca, he drew closer

blade towards Bianca's left wrist.

“Ssrreett ..”

With the knife

a sharp glitter – flashes, the person makes a long incision on the wrist

bianca's left hand. Fresh blood immediately poured out and before the blood

dripping, he had already placed the bowl under Bianca's wound. Subsequent to

the blood reached half a bowl, the inhabitants left. Following the second man,

third, fourth and other. Each – slashed Bianca's left wrist

and fill the bowl with blood dripping from the incision wound. So not

there are other places to slash, Mbah Jauhari tore off Bianca's clothes and

invite people – the person slashed. Bianca complained slowly, but no

able to move even a little due to a wound to the head, his consciousness was lost.

I can't afford it

seeing the pain experienced by Bianca, all I can do is cry, cry,

cry and keep crying. Meanwhile, Joan witnessed it all while

restrain anger. His face was red, his hands clenched tightly and

his body trembled violently, especially looking at Bianca's near body

the naked was already filled with incisions and a bath of blood.

After people –

that man, slashing and filling his bowl with Bianca's blood, they sat down

back while eating the meat of Pedro and Parto that has been served in the

table on the right. They no longer care about Bianca

dying.

“Enough, Mbah !”

seruku, “I don't want to linger – long in this place. Can we go

now ?” my door.

Mbah Buluk

nods. And somehow, suddenly we were in

place again. A simple hut roofed rumbiah, where Mbah Buluk lives. Mbah

Brother, I don't see him anymore, I don't know where he is now.

“True – correct

I never thought, the residents who look friendly, it turns out that is

hordes of flesh-eating humans and blood-drinkers,” I said.

“That's what

it happened after they trusted Mbah Jauhari's advice. We can't

do what – what when watching the incident,” said Mbah Buluk

“Then, why

Bianca can escape and turn into a monstrous and savage creature

up to – to hurt Bella?” ask Joan.

“If not

wrong... Mr Sujar once mentioned – calling BAJANG, not ?”

“Village region

off limits on the West,” sahutku.

“In area

there is a rare plant, a kind of shoe flower .

it is called KEMBANG MALIH RUPO. It's a nice color, but it's poisonous. Capable

make anyone who smells, hallucinate. Hallucinations such as

what he imagined. Mbah Jauhari mixes the plant into a drink and

food that can change people, good to bad, bad to good, even

brainwashing anyone who consumes it. Your friend's name is Bianca

it was made into a guinea pig. Knowing that he can still survive

even with the wound – the wound, he helped him. Evidently

his help is not because of sincerity and sincerity. Somebody has to

paid for it all and one of them is, turning Bianca into a

creatures like the one once told by a descendant ancestor – generations

to this PANGAYOMAN SINUHUN village. LELEPAH,” Mbah Buluk clear.

“So, lelepah

that's just a figment of a thumb ?” ask Joan, “Did Mbah ever meet

with the Creature?”

“Lepah is

The genie is gigantic, sharp-toothed and pointed. In a world that already

considered advanced like this, he could not be seen with the naked eye. But, uh,

in the inner eye, there is a clear where –, especially here. In the eyes of Mbah

Buluk. The man is the man himself, because basically

greedy, greedy, ambitious, justifying everything in order to

its own importance; that is the image of Lelepah in the real world. This genie when

smell of blood or fresh meat, will manifest themselves,” explained Mbah Buluk.

***

“We should

get out of here,” as I plead to the others

“How

with another, Cel ?” ask Yulia.

“We can

make sure it is in the Northern part of this village,” Joan said.

“You two

this, what possession ? Didn't Mr Sujar strictly forbid entering the area ?”

ask Hudi.

“We can

mute mass, lo...” connect Akhmad.

“Then, then,

let's just kick it back !” joan said, her face was red.

“Jo, no

make trouble. We are in the village of people,” said Yulia anxiously.

“Bbraakk !!!

Kkkrrreeekkk !”

First voice

as Joan kicked the table with her fist, the second sound was a wooden table

he broke one of his legs. Makes us flinch and be quiet for a moment.

“Sek, to ....

sakbenere, ono opo ? Kok Kowe koyok ngono kuwi?” ask Akhmad.

“Sepurane...”

I said, “Deso iki ora suitable to live in an hour to luwih,” connect me

to then explain what we have just experienced and spoken by Mbah

Bulky.

“Astaghfirullah,” exclaims Akhmad along with others.

“Then, then,

we must investigate SACRED TOMB, ascertain what is true 3 gravestones

wrapped in red cloth it's right – Pedro and others,” said

Julie.

“We are

go, you guys just wait here. After making sure Pedro and the others

buried there, we immediately leave this damned village,” stressed Joan.

Recollect speech

Mbah Buluk, I cry as well as feel the stomach stir – stir and ...

“HHOOEEKKH

....”

I vomited –

vomiting, everyone was shocked except, Joan.

I spilled some of my stomach.

“Do not

surprised if you see the tomb of a friend – your friend is smaller in size

compared to the other tombs .. because, their bodies will not be found there.

There was an urn covered with white cloth, its contents, ashes.

Save your heart, nduk.”.

Mbah

The cough came back, I lowered my face as deep as – deep.

“Events

in Sendang it happened one day after the accident. Coincidentally your car

mired into the ravine which is the village area of Nakampe Gading.  The people came to help. 2

the dead man, one of whom was a 50-year-old man, was probably the driver

you guys.. his body squashed between the steering wheel and the seat .

he is a 20 year old young man. They were left there. Reason

is, whoever brought the bodies of the migrants to this village, then, the whole population

will be hit by disaster or misfortune. We don't want to take any risks, that's

their bodies were left lying there. The first woman

named Bianca, by the population is thought to have died and intend to be left behind

also there, but, Mbah Jauhari had time to check the heart rate and pulse

still there then, he asked the residents to take him along. Not at the house, Mom

Midar as he commanded, but was brought to Sendang to be made

Stubble. Do you remember when Bu Midar fed you ? That's a part

from the meat pieces of your friends – after they've chopped. Their bodies

burned, put in an urn and buried in GRAVE SACRED,”

If time could

played back, I chose to leave my body lying down until it healed or

all dead days to pick up. I WILL NOT EAT MY OWN FLESH. I

regretting. No wonder Joan was so angry with the villagers. And, since the time

that ... Joan is starting to get out of control. Before anything worse than

here, we have to get away from NAKAMPE GADING., but there is still time.

(actually, actually,

there were still a lot of events that happened when I fainted, and yet, they all made

heart's hurt. Mbah Buluk explained everything, starting from what he could

accepted by reason/narrative so that it cannot be reached by human logic. I

eager to meet Mbah Jauhari, asking the reason, why he arrived

the heart to do cruel, in fact, we have not met each other or acquainted.

However, on the advice of Mbah Buluk, we were asked to refrain. Only one that

I remember Mbah Jauhari always wearing blood red clothes. Look him in the eye

show a friendly and compassionate impression, but, deep down

his heart, he is a man – man who .. for me, NOT SANE ).

Seriate

Seventh Chapter

(Thursday, Jan 21

2023 )