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Mystery of Bangawan Bridge (Hororary Mystery Story)

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Anto walked slowly. No vehicles at all passed. One o'clock in the morning. The rural streets are completely deserted. Not a single vehicle passed. He intends to ride if there is a car or motorcycle passing.

He got off the inter-city inter-provincial bus at a highway junction. Then he waited for the passing vehicle to the village of his grandmother's house. The location of the village is about 10 kilometers from the inter-city highway junction.

Actually, he didn't get here. The plan was to arrive at the fork at 9 p.m. Due to an accident a truck rolled over and closed the main road access. Congestion is inevitable. The bus stopped for 3 hours waiting for the crane car to come to move the rolled truck earlier.

Inevitably, like not to like, Anto also arrived in the third hour 1 in the morning. As a result, not a single vehicle passed through to his grandmother's village. After a long wait, Anto decided to walk to the village of grandmother. 3 Kilometers is not a short distance. A great distance if he walks.

Anto has already made half the journey. He knew when he saw the bridge that crossed the river bengawan solo seen from a distance. Anto also hurried the road.

Fortunately, the road he walked had lights. So he does not need to be afraid to cross the road even on foot. When he was a kid, he used to ride bicycles with his friends. He was also scolded by his grandmother because his grandmother knew Anto cycling night and night across the pedestrian bridge. He did not know why his grandmother was angry at that time. All he knows is the story of his friends that this bridge is guarded by a carriage in which there is a royal princess. Haha.. Anto laughs in heart. He used to believe the stories of his friends. Now, as he grows up, he believes his friends' stories are superstitious. There's-that's it, the name's a little kid too.

A moment after Anto remembered that, when his footsteps entered the old bridge, the wind blew hard. The cold suddenly burst. Anto stopped his footsteps. His feet felt stiff and unable to move. This coldness seemed to freeze his feet from the soles of his feet to his waist.

The smell of jasmine flowers was scattered around the bridge. Anto's nose as if pierced by the scent of flowers. Anto was completely confused by this state of affairs.

For a moment he thought he was having an illness. But after the cold blew on his face, at that moment the cold at his feet gradually disappeared.

Anto was relieved. He can move his feet. He began to step back but slowly, he was a bit afraid if until the air had suddenly come back.

Slowly, he was in the middle of the bridge. This bridge runs from north to south. Very long in size.

Again he felt an oddity, around where he was walking, he did not feel the night wind. The water seemed to stop for a moment. There was no sound of anything he heard. The world seemed empty in its light. Strange, thought Anto. What's up with tonight? Her thought.

Anto stopped stepping. He looked around the bridge. Trying to see the water in the dark. Absolutely, the violent water completely stopped flowing. There is no visible wriggling of the water which is buffeted by the wind. He looked up, the moon was in a perfect full moon. Only the clouds, yes only the clouds are moving in the moment. His body is also moving. The world seems to have no life at all.

Anto thought, why does he think that no-no, it is better for him to continue the journey. It was still a long distance that he had to travel on foot.

Before his feet could move, his ears heard a voice from up ahead. As from a distance in front of there, he heard the sound of the clattering of horse legs accompanied by a clattering sound. It was as if a horse-drawn carriage was heading towards him. Surprisingly, the feeling no one is using the vehicle in this area. He knows very well.

Anto ignored him. Maybe someone still keeps the vehicle and he does not know it. Early morning like this is usually a market trader on the ready and go to the market. Lose and enter the logic of Anto. Anto continued his steps back.

Already almost to the side of the north end of the bridge, Anto also passed by the horse carriage. He saw a coachman riding a horse. The coachman did not have his face clearly visible. Anto tried to squint his eyes to see him hoping he would recognize the coachman. Who knows, she's a neighbor of my grandmother. But his eyes could not catch the face of the coachman. Only a dark shadow covered the face of the coachman.

The train he saw was an old car but seemed luxurious and well maintained. Like a royal car.

Suddenly the train stopped right next to Anto. From the side of the train, Anto saw the windows of the train open. And an instant a woman with an extraordinary beauty looked out the window.

The beautiful woman wears a small crown. Like the contestant who won the Indonesian women's election. The little crown was a glittering gold. With a red gemstone in the middle of the crown. Anto had never seen a golden crown with a glittering color all this time. Usually he only sees in movies and television mauoun youtube channel. But all of that is just an ordinary crown. What he saw before him was now truly a glittering crown.

The woman also wears sparkling gold earrings with a red gemstone in the middle of the earrings. Truly implying a royal princess out of nowhere.

"Mas, can you ask me?" ask the woman.

As if the spell hypnotized Anto, he replied, "by, mbak"

"Where should my highway go?" ask the woman.

“Straight, later to meet the fork is already highway” replied Anto.

“Thank you, Mas Anto” Said the beautiful woman.

“Sama-sama” Anto just looked at the train going away. “As he remembered, he never mentioned his name earlier. How could the woman know his name. Hmm.. is she from grandma village? Then why is she wearing such clothes? If you want to join the carnival is not too early and like that? Too early in the morning to get to town? Ahh.. never mind, today people like the strange-strange” Anto also continue the journey.

Arriving in the village of grandmother, all residents of the house were shocked to see Anto come at night. After recounting all the events until an Anto reason did not want to call uncle so as not to disturb his rest, the pubn grandmother said, “Oalah To. from the first grandmother said, it's a bridge there is a waiter. It's a royal courtier who's been guarding the border since the days of the kingdom. Soldiers of the jinn. Thankfully you are not being fucked. Klo you were taken to another lam.. you have never believed, so it was found by his guard” cerocos granny is not stopping.

“Already granny, Anto sleepy, want to sleep.” Anto does not want to extend, he sleeps.

Finishes.

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