Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab24s. Dukunan Village

Dozens of humans fell silent with his blank look. It's like being sedated by something I don't know what. They are nothing more than a soulless shell, moving slowly to drop the body, like being moved by something invisible.

A thick-bodied man ran over, chasing his mother who was walking towards the forest. Call him Bagas, the man who was Tris' coworker while at the factory.

"Look! Let's go home, Buk! Please, wake up!" bagas said on his sobs. He kept pulling and forcing his mother to turn around and return to her village.

Not only Bagas' mother, it looks like some residents are also acting the same. They walked slowly towards the ravine at the end of Rongko Mayit Square, blankly staring. Some of them had made it to the edge of the abyss and jumped free until they could no longer be helped. They seem to willingly give their lives to the ruler of the forest.

Alas Rongko Mayit, is a term for a vast rubber forest adjacent to the village of Dukunan-kampung Bagas. Actually it is not the original name of the forest, but the name has been attached since decades ago. When dozens of rubber plantation workers suddenly disappeared and were found after two years in the form of skeletons. Since then this forest is better known as Alas Rongko Mayit, a wingit forest that is always avoided by local residents.

***

"[Tris, come quickly! They're getting out of control. 2 People have died.]" A message from Bagas went into Trisnya's phone.

Trisnya immediately called Jagad who was in the storage room Pusaka. Thunder also immediately prepared the equipment and heirlooms that he would carry.

The clock has shown at 3 pm, after finishing performing the ashar prayer, they immediately arrange the equipment they will carry in the car owned by Guntur.

"It's all set, isn't it?" ask Jagad.

"Uhm, wait! There is less. Where's Heru?" ask Thunder.

"Astagfirullah, almost missed the child." Jagad walked in search of Heru's whereabouts. "Her! Come missile!" he said in front of the door.

"Mas!" saut Heru from the room.

"Open?" return the Corn from behind a door that is not tightly closed.

Heru came out of the room full of backpacks and prayer beads hanging from his neck.

"Can we wear this?" asked Heru while showing the red mustika pomegranate that he stored on the Jagad.

"Bring it! We need a lot of help to deal with the creatures from Alas Rongko Mayit" explained Jagad.

Hearing Jagad's answer, Heru immediately stored his mustika findings into a backpack. The two of them immediately caught up with Trisnya and Thunder who had prepared in front of Aryo's house.

"Sir, Buk, Jagad and others leave first. Pray that we can solve all the problems we face and go home safely" said Jagad while greeting his father and mother.

"Yes, careful. Always involve God in every step you take, Le! No entity can defeat His power. Trust in the reinforcements that God will always send to His servants who fight in kindness" Aryo's message to the children of Jagad.

"Corn, Sir. Pangestunes." After saying goodbye to Aryo and his wife, they immediately set off so as not to be too late in the afternoon.

The journey to Bagas residence takes a long time. Because they are in a different city.

After two hours of travel, they finally reached the city where Bagas lived. However, to go to Bagas village, they still have to go through a connecting road on the left right is a forest area managed directly by perhutani.

"Mas, Bagas sent another message!" trisnya said to Thunder.

"What's he saying?" ask Thunder.

"The number of people who are still in a state of consciousness, there is little left. The death toll has risen to 5, Mas!" trissnya.

"I'll be there first!" said Jagad. He immediately focused himself on raving his joy from the car.

Entering the middle of the forest, the atmosphere felt a little different. A thick fog seemed to cover the entire forest area. The streets also look so quiet, only the sound of the roar of Thunder cars is heard echoing in the deserted and sunny streets.

Heru felt a heat suddenly radiate from within his body. A strange feeling had suddenly taken control of his entire consciousness. His body convulsed withstanding the pain that slowly spread throughout his body.

"Mas, what's wrong with you?" asked Trisnya who was so panicked. He immediately turned following Heru to the back seat of Thunder.

Thunder stopped his car for a moment to help Trisnya calm Heru.

"Sick," said Lirih Heru while continuing to twitch.

Trisnya immediately saw the condition of Heru with his inner eyes. Looks reddish light trying to blend with the energy of Heru.

"Mustika that .." said Trisnya while closed.

"What's wrong?" ask Thunder.

"He has chosen Heru as his owner, he is trying to harmonize the energy of Heru who happens to have been active," explained Trisnya, "let me keep Mas Jagad and Mas Heru behind. We must reach the village of Shaman soon, Mas!" trissnya.

The dense fog that blocked the streets, forced Thunder to use the help of his inner vision.

"This fog is no ordinary mist. Dark energy as I felt it. Is this why the energy of Mas Heru and Mustika is active by itself?" tris asked Thunder.

"Could be! Heru's energy will only be active when he feels threatened, and that mustika also seems to feel such a great threat" explained Thunder who was focusing on his steering wheel.

Heru still tried to control himself. The pain in his body was getting weaker. Slowly he began to feel his body temperature drop so drastically. The hot air that he had felt earlier, had now changed with the cold that was so piercing to the bone.

Sweat kept pouring from his temples. Her hand felt ice-cold as Trisnya tried to touch it.

"Hold, after successfully passing this stage, the alignment will be completed. Do not fail, or your energy will be absorbed by the mustika," Trisnya said while continuing to help strengthen Heru's energy.

The veins on Heru's face and neck poked out, making him groan even more in pain. Her tears washed down her pale face.

***

In the village of Dukunan, boisterous sounds of screaming and crying from people who are still conscious. They tried to resuscitate also forced home the residents who were about to plunge into the ravine at the end of the forest. The gripping atmosphere is felt in the village adjacent to the Mayit Rongko Alas.

A black shadow was seen enveloping every citizen who lost consciousness. The black shadow is what moves them in droves to give their lives into the Rongko Mayit Square.

Gamelan leaves sayup-sayup Jagad heard from the forest. Gamelan continues to flow in the footsteps of the residents who want to give up their lives.

The jagad immediately shot towards the source of the gamelan sound. Sukmanya floated through the thick forest that had tens of never touched the man. Occasional stopping residents who were walking towards the ravine by making them faint.

Various softening forest dwellers peeked towards Jagad from behind trees and rocks. It was like they were hiding from something so powerful.

"Don't interfere!" a hoarse and soft voice sounded in Jagad's ears. He paused for a moment, looking for the owner of the voice.

A pair of red eyes peeked out from behind the huge pile of rocks. He slowly approached towards the Corn that was staring at him sharply.

"He ... The strongest demon here. No one could ever completely destroy it. He was immortal, he was just waiting for the time until the seal that locked him in this place was wide open ... You're all gonna die. Those humans can't be saved. They have damaged the center of the seal that your ancestors planted in the village, the Pakugeni seal, "clearly a kuntilanak-like creature with a crushed face as it continues to circle the Jagad.

"Nobody has any right to human life, other than the Almighty. I'll keep saving them!" firm the Jagad on the creature.

"Allah ... I'm just reminding. I won't get in your way, make sure you win. So that we can also return to our homes," said the creature.

"You're the original inhabitants of this forest?" ask Jagad.

"Really! We'll come help if you can master the battle." The creature immediately darted away leaving the Jagad alone after uttering that.

Looks like some residents have lined up neatly on the edge of the ravine. They had prepared to drop to the bottom of the abyss.

"This music invites them," Inner Jagad.

Gamelan sounds are getting clearer from the area around the gorge. Jagad tried to release the citizens from the influence of the spell created from the music.

Jagad recite the prayers while continuing to hover around the residents who are still sculpting. The black shadow that had enveloped those people, slowly faded and disappeared. They fell unconscious right on the brink of the ravine and were immediately hacked by the citizens who were still conscious.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah, they did not jump," said one of the residents who looked bored.

The corn immediately descended to the bottom of the abyss. Several bodies of residents who had not been evacuated were seen scattered. Human bones seemed to fill the bottom of the abyss that was so dark and moist.

Jagad continued to walk through the area alone. He felt that such a dark energy ruled the cursed place. But he found no creatures there.

When Jagad was about to return to the settlement, the skeletons around him began to move. Several skeletons were also seen poking out from the ground. The creatures rose and began to move about besieging the Jagad tribe.

Crc ..krakk...

Sounds like a break sounded so heartbreaking. They moved closer towards the Corn, staring intently with their red eyes.

The gamelan groove back sonorous sound, Jagad felt his tribe began to sculpt and could not be controlled. Many times he cast a spell to return to his body, but somehow the sound of the gamelan made him lose concentration.

The human skeletal troops were getting closer towards the Maghad. The sensation of heat and burning began to taste. Not knowing what will happen, Jagad can only leave everything to the Almighty.

At the same time, a huge tall figure with a fiery crown emerged from behind the crowd of living skeletons that surrounded Jagad.

A creature much larger than genderuwo, with feathers as sharp as a sword was staring straight at Jagad with his red eyes while grinning Evil.

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