Ghost Waiter: Grojogan Sewu Jiwo

The Beginning of the Miscarriage.

Chapters 14.

The morning sun began to appear above the horizon east of the sky of Sukagirang village. The warm light spread out evenly throughout the universe, the crow rooster on the roof of the house seemed to support, along with telling him that the night had changed by day.

Due to the increasing time constraints of the night, the old man did not ask much about their existence in the village of Sukagirang for what reason. He only treated them as his own guests and told them to sleep after.

"It is fitting that I just saw you in this village, it turns out you are new here," said the old man after they all gathered in the middle of the house, after doing breakfast.

"Yes cake, uh, sir means! Once again we thank you very much" Anisa replied.

"You can call me Mr. Sam, I forgot to introduce myself so cool to hear your story. So, why do you prefer a vacation place here?"

Alongside them breakfast, sometimes they are also cool to talk to introduce themselves to Mr. Sam.

They nodded after the old man introduced himself, but they were also confused by Mr. Sam's last question. Whatdoes thatmean?

"It just so happens we've never been to a waterfall before. Where is the location is quite deket from where we live, so only gas yaudah." Anisa represents her three friends.

"Do you know that there are so many rules in this village? Or maybe one of you has gone astray. That is, coming up with a bad situation perhaps?" ask Sam in surprise.

They were just stunned without answering, as if waiting for Mr. Sam to explain more about Sukagirang village.

As if they understood what they were thinking, Sam finally returned to talking.

"Alright, let me tell you some rules that you must obey while in this village. But I will only explain a few points, the rest I believe in you guys. You must know very well how to be civilized well when you want to visit people's homes!"

When Mr. Sam wanted to continue, suddenly there was a knock on the door from the outside, then they fell silent and paused the chatter.

"Assalamualaikum, sir. I'm home!" a woman from outside.

Immediately Mr. Sam immediately answered his greetings and rushed to open the door.

"Waalaikumsalam, apparently Mother has come home. Come on Mom, here. We have a guest from the city." Mr. Sam paused. "This is my wife, you can call Ms. Diah" said Mr. Sam after his wife was inside.

Ms. Diah smiled, then greeted them one by one and sat down afterwards.

"So last night I sent my wife to prepare for the ritual, after coming home uh happened to see your car being disturbed, as a result that was the ending. I better not have to tell you about last night, so you can be more calm when you're here!"

"Sir, it's okay, we know it too!" answer Anisa.

"But the question is, why was last night like no one? Are the people here dead?" sinta suddenly.

Suddenly his actions got a sharp gaze from his friend and a fist from Riska and Indhi who happened to sit close to him.

"Look?" muttered Sinta quietly to them. While the three friends only clucked irritably when Sinta was like that.

Without caring, Mr. Sam took a deep breath to resume his chatter that had stopped for a while.

"In addition to many rules, this village is also still firmly holding the customs passed down by our ancestors. And the cause of this village looks lonely at night, which is because people are busy preparing offerings for the ritual tonight! Including my wife yesterday. Coincidentally, this year's ritual coincides with the welcoming of one suro night, it has been made sure people will be busy once. In addition, they also avoid interference from supernatural beings by not going out at night."

They were astonished to hear that, disbelief in the existence of invisible beings began to spread in, poisoning their thinking. Various speculations and matches the events of yesterday began to be associated with invisible creatures.

"It's okay, they won't interfere if we don't disturb their lives. We better pray a lot, ask for protection from the creator. Don't think of the no-no. Already, huh!?" timpal Bu Diah knows what they're thinking.

"Then Mother went to the kitchen first, it happened that the ritual preparation was still incomplete. All of you also want to cook for lunch later," said Ms. Diah back.

Then Ms. Diah rushed towards the kitchen to do her duty as a wife.

"Alright then, we better finish the conversation this time! Let's go later at night. It just so happened that it was noon, I had to leave for the garden!" said Mr. Sam.

"Oh yes sir is ready! Sorry in advance to make Mr. Sam the same Bu Diah bother," Anisa reply was not tasty.

They nodded in understanding, then they began to discuss after the departure of Mr. Sam from home to compile their next activities. They also told Ms. Diah that they would leave the house to surround Sukagirang village and promised to return in the afternoon. Miss Diah released them, because she would also go after her husband to the garden to help.

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"Gue think your attitude has crossed the line, Sin! Although you mean joking but still it's outrageous! We are now again in the village of people, as if you price a little of their trust. I don't want to do anything because I can't keep your talk. The name of the tongue is not boned, be careful!" rikka said as they were walking around Sukagirang village.

"Yes yes, sorry! But really, I was just kidding. What I don't know is in question!" reply Sinta.

"Joking there is also a place Sin times! Time you joke with someone you just know, where was the circus!" tukas Indhi's.

After that silence, no more chatter from them. They are busy enjoying the view of Sukagirang village.

In accordance with what Mr. Sam said, now they have been walking down every corner of Sukagirang village on foot. Unlike the night, the atmosphere during the day feels warmer with the people who are doing their activities.

The hot light of the sun seemed unable to enter, because it was blocked by the lush foliage of trees that seemed to surround the village of Sukgirang. A sense of shade and comfort typical of the village they can feel when a thin wind blows sweeping the village.

Many times they exhale, many times they also feel a sense of comfort that creeps in them to stay longer in this village. The friendly smile of the people they get when accidentally their eyes are whistling against each other.

While their eyes were busy enjoying the scenery, suddenly their focus was diverted to one banyan tree that was not too high. The tree appears to be quite large and most striking than other trees.

Although not too high but the tree was stopped by a fairly dense vine that propagated throughout the body of the tree, so it looks like a tree with a fairly old age, so it looks like a tree, not to mention with its lush leaves forming like a giant umbrella making the surrounding look dim and dark.

On one branch of the tree there is a swing with a wooden seat and there is a bell on the side of the wood that managed to steal the attention, which is, the swing hangs firmly with moss-clad mines that become a pedestal and are multiplied on the top branches of the tree.

While underneath there is a tapir that contains a lot of fruits and is located neatly on the sidelines of the roots of the tree that sticking out of the ground.

"Hey! Take a look there!?" said Sinta while pointing towards the banyan tree with her index finger.

The three of them frowned, not understanding what he meant. Then Sinta answered.

"How about we take a closer look? I'm curious!" bring him.

"Squeen!" anisa Cibir. Even so they still accompanied Sinta to see it with a closer distance.

They walked closer and stopped when a few meters away from the tree. They looked at the tree with a wave, their bodies felt cold as if someone was blowing. Even though the weather around is fairly sunny, there is no more wind like that.

There was nothing strange about the tree, they only saw a banyan tree with offerings underneath. But in another point of view, Riska actually felt very creepy when not far from the tree.

He saw many children playing around the tree, not to mention on a tree hanging like a monkey. Really do not want the girl to linger there, let alone see the faces of the children. It felt so horrified that his face was so shattered and formless.

"Udah yuk! We continue traveling again before the day starts in the afternoon," take Riska later.

"Hurry up, you! Just one second, we'll take care of this!" answer Sinta. Then he took out his flat object to use to photograph himself.

"Tree Banyan must be photos of everything, basic tacky!" anisa Cibir.

After feeling enough to take pictures, they continued their journey. When it had been a few steps away from the tree, suddenly Sinta turned back and took one apple that was reserved for offerings under the tree. But when turning his legs twisted small root propagation so that by reflex he moves his legs forward and back quite hard, with a little, because accidentally fateful his feet kicked the pitcher contained in the tapir so as to make the jug break scattered and water flowers in it seep out wet every sesajen that is on the tapir.

Because of panic and fear of being discovered, he took a thousand steps and immediately ran away, following his friends before being realized by his theme.

After walking far enough away suddenly the weather turned cloudy. The once clear sky was clean, now turned pitch-black and covered in clouds. The flash of thunder up there looked bright and caused a great roar accompanied by strong winds.

Residents ran into the house and locked every door and closed the windows. Seeing that, they immediately went to return home to Mr. Sam's house before it rained. Sinta, who was shocked, spontaneously threw the apple he was eating in any direction and walked away.

While behind the Banyan tree there was a large black body figure with a thick fur growing all over the body was smiling broadly grinning.

"Look at my vengeance, O people have no adab! You must get the right reply because you have taken what is not your right..!" he said with a thunderous voice and blazing red eyes.

Seriate.