GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 26: A PREMONITION

Of the many tombs in this graveyard area, sitting resting together in one of the tombs, which turned out to be the tomb of Mbah Iyem the purple kebaya ghost in the school canteen. This incident is certainly not a coincidence. There must be an energy that leads us unconsciously to sit in this place, near the tomb of Mbah Iyem. I don't know, we don't know the cause of this strange incident yet. What is clear, Gatot as the child who was closest to his sitting position with the tomb of Mbah Iyem, became the most shock among us. Anxiety was hard to hide from the nimble look in his eyes.

"What is this sign?"

Destiny is often so, there are times when we have felt far away from old memories, meeting new people, in a new place. But, it turns out that there is something in the new place that is related to old memories.

Same thing with what I experienced, attending school in a place far enough from where I live. I thought, everything I'm going to meet here is a new thing that has nothing to do with my life in Elementary School. It turns out that a lot of things in this place, have something to do with my life at home. My father had something to do with the appearance of a baby ghost at school, Mr. Rengga turned out to be his friend Cak Pandir, and Mr. Anton was transferred to the Police Department near the school.

Nor can I avoid the message of fate. After going through a lot of contact with supernatural things during SD, I thought I would not experience the occult incident back when it was Junior High. Turns out I was wrong, in Junior High the occult haunt of my life here.

"Maybe it's God's way of making me more mature and as a field of worship and socializing with new people,"

We slowly left the tomb of Mbah Iyem after praying for the deceased, so that all his sins would be forgiven and received for his worship during his life. The frangipani flowers that fell in the wind, witnessed how tense the situation was at the public cemetery of Karangjati hamlet at that time.

As the saying goes, you can get used to it. After minutes through a row of tombstones and lush frangipani flowers, our souls were long as it was fused with the situation. A few steps later, Dawn who was in front stopped the line.

"What's up, Jar?" I shouted in the back row.

"Eh, anu, Im. There is a crossing ahead. As I recall and Lidya, there is no evidence of a crossroads in this grave. We are confused which one to choose?" answer Dawn.

"Wait, on the right side of the road, it looks like someone is sitting on the side of the trail" Cindy shouted as she raised her hand to the bushes.

"Yes, there are people sitting on the side of the footpath, turning their backs on us" said Gatot.

"That means we choose the path to the right, while we ask the person, who knows he had seen the children of other groups through here," I said.

We walked through the right side. The closer we get, the more clearly visible the figure who is sitting back to us, it turns out she is a woman with a purple kebaya and a worn array.

We were surprised to see the physical appearance of the woman who characteristically resembled the figure of Mbah Iyem who had appeared in the school cafeteria. But as if we were hypnotized, in fear and fear, we walked closer to the woman.

Seriate

Don't forget to read my other novel, entitled MARANTI (finished).

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