GHOST VILLAGE

PART 12 HIDING FROM LASTRI

After the destruction of the amulet made our initially tenuous friendship now has improved again.As usual the night we went to teach to break after finishing teaching we saw a group of residents who held torches and sounded the clanging made of bamboo, they shouted the name of someone......

"Jumaisaaa "shouts out all those citizens. I frowned seeing them was there a child missing? but why are they shouting for jumaisa?, what happened to Jumaisa ? and there were still a lot of questions that ran through my mind until they pulled me in and we got closer.

"What's this uncle doing?"ask Subhan and I nod to agree to his question.Although his father bejo in nicknamed mr. songot but we do not dare to have to say it in front of his people afraid in saying impolite.

"This is his son Yu darmi missing" said mr. songot.

"Would you go home just "continue again mr. songot who came looking for Jumaisa, we just quietly did not answer yes or no but sneaked secretly into the entourage and came to find and shout the name jumaisa.

"Ngeyel really, sopo iki's son?"said mr. Songot grumbling in annoyance.

"The son of the father "so continued to chuckle in a slow tone but can still be heard by the four of us who also laughed slowly .

After traveling around one village but we did not find the existence of jumaisa, finally we regrouped to the house jumaisa, I saw his mother jumaisa yu darmi crying roaring roar calling her son, the women calmed Jumaisa's mother, I saw her mother cry jumaisa roar, really I can't bear to see it especially if it's a mother who cries, my heart feels sliced imagining if it's a mother .

"Where has RT been found ?"asked his father Jumaisa with a sad face.

"Sorry we can't find a father's son ? we have explored every place in this village "said mr. RT.

"The one place we haven't been to Mr. RT" said another resident.

"Where is wo?"ask RT sir to one of the residents called jarwo.

"The forbidden forest "say jarwo makes people's faces tense instantly. Is that the same as the forest?my thinking.

"How do the citizens agree?"said mr. RT.

"I beg you to find jumaisa "pronounce his father jumaisa. The residents nodded their heads in doubt while looking at the other residents with anxious faces mixed with fear.

"Alright if all agree we should leave now, no one to split" said Mr. RT commando.

All the citizens walked away from the house of Yu darmi as well as us.

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Seeerrrrrr

The wind blows strong like this forest welcomes us making the feathers goosebumps.

No sound from animals just gusts of wind that makes the feathers crouch. We stared at the forest that was in front of us, the night view was even more terrifying.

"Before entering the forest we should pray first" said Mr. RT as the leader.

We bowed and read the prayer.

"Amiinnn" said the residents .

When will step on the land of the forest"bismilbornrohmanihrohiim O Allah may be found and we can return safely "doaku in the heart.

"Jumaisaaa jumaisaaa.

"Eh wait "intercept bejo holding my shoulder makes us stop.

"Why?"my many.

"Han please flashlight my sandals, the rope is off"the bejo command to Subhan made me furious to hear him who could only exhale roughly understand what the meaning of the bejo speech in which the sandal rope hole is loose so that people wear it sometimes stumbling because it suddenly came off or it could be worse that the person can be sprained especially if the sandal in a wet state makes the sandal rope easily separated if not used carefully.

"Huh you jo in sayin ask to buy a new one"gruggles dimas.

"I don't know your mom!"bejo. Indeed here if the clothes are torn will be sewn or in the patch again, sandals in use even though the break is still in use by taking other sandals that are not in use that are usually nicknamed"sandal cheating"because different sandal colors sometimes also change the rope so that the same rope is just the same rope while the sandals are different colors then if thin to new holes are thrown away.

"Yes, Bejo my mother's favorite son of a bitch" said subhan, sumbri and dimas in unison and then laughed at the pouting face of a bejo, actually bejo pak songot pak beloved mother is like a parsword for bejo to obey his mother's words, because bejo his son likes to ngeyel and hard to go to the stall for shopping or whatever it was said mak bejo when it was given to say it, at that time we played to the bejo house.

"Come !"bring the bejo after wearing the sandal again.

We also kind of ran to match our missed earlier.After arriving and joining the residents suddenly my horse fur stood up, I held my neck that felt cold.

During the trip we were just shouting Jumaisa's name. Strange, I thought that no one spoke a word until I tripped on a stone and held the hand of one of the residents as a pedestal so that I would not fall to the ground. The father was just diem did not move until the flashlight held by one of my friends accidentally embraced the face of the father. My throat felt like my heart was beating twice as much making my breath hunt. They had no face, their eyes and lips disappeared, their faces were flat.

"M-mas" I said stammeringly nudging the dimas hand that was closest to me.

"Apaansih's at?"tanya dimas who had not realized this weirdness, I could only see the citizens of this flat face with a confused expression, confused to explain the voice in my throat felt unable to come out, he said, make like a mute.My friends keep shouting jumaisa's name and do not realize this oddity. I wanted to run and pull them away from here but I couldn't do or explain the current conditions but everything was hard for me to do, I took a slow breath repeatedly while reciting my prayers that I recited until the citizens turned towards us maybe they were disturbed by the prayer I said, one of which had a flashlight, he said, flashing at them and right on their faces made our breaths hunt down and our eyes glanced at each other.

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Sorry the author rarely updates in because it must be aware that there is in another world that must also be completed that is the real world and also the author often hurts lately ,pray yes hopefully the author and family healthy wel alfiyat 🙏agar author can write again 😉.