COBBY

A Pitu

"Waduh Non, his car can not be forced to continue. The road is getting more steep and uphill. I'm afraid Non, later the body of the car hit the rocks can be damaged Non," complained Mr. Driver in blue dongker uniform.

Dini, a beautiful woman with her eyebrows curved firmly looks thinking. He turned his head to look at Lik Kani who was holding back the nausea from motion sickness.

"If the road from here is far away Lik? Where it is almost dark," said Dini worried.

"Where's Mbah?" Lik Kani turned to Mbah Yon who was still engrossed with his hammer.

"Uubhhhh," Lik Kani covered her mouth using her right palm. When motion sickness, inhaling the pungent aroma of sweet martabak makes it even more nauseous.

"Yes, let's just walk. You've already fired that anyway. Like vegetable foreskin, kayak 'endog amun amun'. .he he he," Mbah Yon chuckled at Lik Kani.

"The road is very bad Mbah. Kayak body shaken shaken. The stomach feels like a diblender muter. Duh not strong me," Lik Kani patted the driver's seat. Deftly, the driver immediately slammed the steering wheel to the left and stopped the car under a large, shady catapult tree.

Lik Kani opened the car door and jumped right out. His stomach sounded rumbling.

"Howeekkkk!" Lik Kani spewed out all her entrails right under the big tree by the roadside.

"Ni Kani?" the voice of Mbah Yon called out.

"Snigh Mbah?" Lik Kani immediately turned her head after rubbing her slimy mouth. Mbah Yon is seen sitting relaxing in the car. The old man smiled meaningfully.

"What's up Mbah?" ask Lik Kani again.

"I didn't call you anyway," replied Mbah Yon, still cramming a martabak in his wrinkled mouth.

"Lha teruuss?" lik Kani asked somewhat irritatedly.

"Tuuhh," Mbah Yon pointed at the large tree where Lik Kani was vomiting.

Lik Kani turned her head, following the direction of Mbah Yon. At first Lik Kani did not understand what Mbah Yon was trying to show. There was only a large tree in front of him. But when Lik Kani looked more carefully, behind the big shady tree, something seemed to move.

Like leaves swinging in the wind. With the sky starting to darken, Lik Kani finally realized there was another figure standing leaning against the tree trunk. His hair looked curly, with a roar of breath like a gust of wind. Blackened fingernails, with reddish round eyeballs poking out between the shade of tree branches.

"Lik, let's go!" shout Early. He was already outside the car with Mr. Driver and Mbah Yon.

Lik Kani was still silently glued to where she stood. The feathers bristled great. Knees felt weak, and trembling. Slowly he walked backwards, leaving behind a figure still watching him from behind the trees.

"Don't you see that?" lik Kani asked with a trembling voice.

"See what sir? Njenengan's vomit scars?" sahut Pak Driver cynical.

"He he he. Lessons for you Ni. Don't fret. At least excuse me first," Mbah Yon chuckled.

Lik Kani gulps. He understood, apparently only Mbah Yon and himself could see the big tall figure.

"Monggo Lik, Mbah. Where are we going?" dini's question looks impatient.

"We just go straight through the path," said Mbah Yon pointed to the rocky road that is between red-leaved shrubs.

"Well you know where to get through there?" ask the driver, curious.

"From wind. The tip of my finger felt a cold gust coming from there. 'Wanyangan' or wingit place is always airy and pandan-scented," explained Mbah Yon with a smile.

Mbah Yon stepped his foot first. Followed by Lik Kani, Dini, and finally the driver who looks alert to secure his employer.

A steep walkway, with no lighting at all. The evening air was so cold, it blew away the brownish-colored dry leaves. Occasionally a branch sounded that rubbed, adding to the horror of welcoming a dark night.

Mobile flash light becomes the only illumination that divides the wilderness. Mbah Yon walked the front, without lighting, but his steps looked the most agile. Even when the group behind him often stumbled and stumbled on the rocks, the old man was very agile to choose a footing like his feet really have the sense of sight.

"Non?" The driver who walked the rear called Dini.

"What sir?" ask Dini sewot. He was busy choosing a footing for his foot to step on.

"Non's sure we're coming? Non-believers who are this? Isn't Mr Purbo lying in the hospital, why are we even walking in the middle of a forest in the middle of nowhere like this?" protest Mr. Driver whispered.

"You can be quiet!" snapped Early pissed. Dini wonder, not usually the driver was talking a lot.

Dini was actually doubtful about the decision of Lik Kani who took her to the middle of the forest with the aim of finding her future husband's tribe. It is hard to believe things that are beyond reason. But on the other hand he also felt broken charcoal with Purbo condition that had been for days did not show improved condition. Her future husband is still unmoved lying in the vip room of the area's public hospital.

"If in doubt, it is better to return. Unusual also come but half-hearted," said Mbah Yon arrived. His voice was clear but clear. Speech that made Dini and Mr. Driver amazed.

"Non, how can you hear?" whispered the Driver was astonished.

"You should be quiet. Your job is to escort me. You get paid for it!" answer Dini sewot. The beautiful-faced woman was indeed famous for judes and a little haughty.

Not less than thirty minutes, finally the footsteps of Mbah Yon's entourage arrived in the middle of the field with green grass that spread wide. Mbah Yon stopped his steps in front of the mossy pile of bricks.

"Like the former archway, huh Mbah?" asked Lik Kani hesitatingly.

"The archway borders our nature with 'them'," replied Mbah Yon casually.

Lik Kani reflexively held her stiff neck with her fine feathers standing upright.

"We go in there Mbah?" asked Lik Kani once again, pointing at the forest behind the archway.

"May you be sure you can turn around" Mbah Yon chuckled.

"That's no joke" Mr. Driver chimed in. The middle-aged man looked frightened. Not afraid of the darkness, but of the safety of the Early Young Miss. If anything happens to Dini, of course his old age will be destroyed in the hands of the great Master. Dini's father was the most influential person in the entire city.

"There's something you need to do in this place. Let me in. Once all is done, I'll give you guys a sign. Before there's any sign of me, nobody leave. Understood?" Mbah Yon asked and put on a serious face this time. Everyone nodded in agreement.

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