GHOST VILLAGE

PART 10 LASTRI SPIRIT

I still wrestled with my mind until it felt like the sun had started to shine from the eastern horizon whose light had entered through the small cracks in the wall .

"Astagfirulloh, it was morning" I muttered as the sunlight began to enter the house through the walls, hurriedly folding the prayer mats and taking a bath.

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't help you with water" I said in between baths, peeking at the father of the kebhen wall made of bamboo and does not have a roof so that when it rains and we shower can also take a rain shower.

"Have been in, I don't pa-pa cepetan shower later late in his school" said the father passed away to be heard from the sound of his footsteps away.

Finish the shower and breakfast.

"Mak! has dimas not come yet? "i didn't see the trunk of his nose.

"Not yet, you samperin gih to his house you've never waited dimas now change "said mother dimas his people are always at the beginning and on time different from me who more relaxed come last which is important not late.

"Hehehe yes mak, adi left first assalamualaikum "my mouth kissed the hand of the mother.

"Waalaikumsalam may be a pious child, devoted to parents and become a successful child yes cong "say mother stroked my hair gently when I kissed the back of her hands.

"Amiiin"tape.

After leaving the house I saw the father who was bathing his favorite chicken in front of the house .

"Father..

"yo sana go do not salim, father again bathe the jago "said the father who was bathing his favorite chicken even more fond of the jago (chicken beloved) than me because if the jago was sick in the middle of the night the father went to the cage to check while if I was his son the only pain in the temperature check by touching my forehead and asked what would I eat? never wake up keep me just a mother who so sometimes I like to envy the same champion whose child whom in whom is observed? not weird, though?.

"Assalamualaikum "salamku.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied the father without turning his eyes on the jago with his hands filled with soap foam .

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"Assalamualaikum dimas..mas. "yells me on the porch of his house, someone opened the door that turned out to be his mother dimas.

"Waalaikumsalam sorry adi, dimas again sick so now he did not go to school first" said his mother dimas .

"Sick why bik"tanyaku.

"Demam last night in datengin kuntilanaknya minah, now shivering cold but hot body "clear mother dimas which makes me surprised it was also in datengin kuntilanak, kuntilanak, I guess it's just me doing it and worse making dimas sick. .

"Where is the story, bik? how sick is that?"many .

"Night there is always knocking on the door at midnight which makes the sleep was disturbed but strangely your aunt and uncle are not horrified, peeked at the window but there is no one .Just a few steps from the door someone knocked again because they were upset when they opened the door that turned out to be a laughing kuntilanak, yelled when they woke us up after being searched by your uncle was not there, it was not there, dimas to pee in her pants early in the morning she shivered bibik check turned out to be high fever" bibik told me.'It's so sorry dimas' I thought.

"Later a bit of a bibik want to go to Mbah dirjo want to ask for a talisman to be kept in disrupts again "bibik continued.

"Why go to Mbah dirjo? better go to kyai rahman ask for water do'a then take it to the puskesmas" I followed.

"But said the person who had asked for the amulet to mbah dirjo, they were never disturbed again" said the aunt

"Maybe no longer disturbed bik, but it's called siryk cursing god" I explained politely so as not to be offended .

"Oh so yes in, thank goodness you have reminded the aunt if not the aunt must have done the naudzumindzalik stand" said the aunt, I breathed a sigh of relief turned out to be aunt heard my advice.

"Waalaikumsalam beware yes at"bibic advice .

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During the walk I thought about everything that happened from the necklace to the words mbah dirjo until last night at the kuntilanak? if everything has an attachment to think about it making the head feel like breaking, this terror must be resolved immediately if it will not have an impact getting worse, he said, looks like I have to go to kyai rahman home from school and tell him everything who knows if kyai rahman has an idea ?yes it's a good idea I thought nodding my head myself.

"Dooor "pronounced fadil next to me who was riding a bicycle.

"Astagfirulloh, what the hell do you do that makes you so surprised?"my grouse to the fadil I know since when it was beside me on his ontel bike.

"Eventually you are from earlier called gak nyaut, daydreaming what the hell?"ask fadil.

"no, why are you alone ?"ask me to divert the question .

"So I was bad luck so stay here"cengirnya .

"oh yeah, where's dimas?"connect fadil.

"He's sick again" I said.

"Yuk rose, let me have a chatter too" he asked .

I also agree and ride on the back of his bike because of this guy's bike and there is no sitting like a girl's bike, so it requires me to stand behind the fadil body by holding on to the fadil shoulder .

"What pain is it in?"ask Fadil while paddling his bike.

"Demam said"my words where I might tell you that dimas in datengi kuntilanak there are 1 school can know later. I took a deep breath inhaling the pure rural air that had not been touched by pollution and exhaled chest-stifling carbon dioxide .

"In. adi.

"Oh yeah, what's up?"my answer is that the ambiance is too sedentary to the circumstances around so that it is not consensual .

"Yet your mouthful in" said fadil .

"Not daydreaming but enjoying the scenery too much, it turns out our village is very beautiful yes dil" said I.

"Yes like the paradise of the world if our village is made a place of tourism good times yes "pronounced fadil.

"Husst thou shalt not fear the favor of Allah in "my counsel.

"Astagfirulloh"ucap fadil.

It did not feel like this trip was very fast in addition to riding an ontel bike so that it made the time to be half of what we usually walk, he said,remembering that makes me miss the four friends who are always there when I am sad and happy until sometimes they do blabber and obscene remarks to comfort me when I am sad. Remembering that makes my heart sad, how not to be sad they are friends when happy and sad when I did not just step on this village for the first time they are the ones I know and know this village to me.

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