Ghost Waiter: Grojogan Sewu Jiwo

Pocong Shaped Rice.

Chapters 16.

"What a hell of a noise out there, huh? Where are they going, nights like this?" ask Indhi who knows who.

Then they hurriedly stood up to look out, after the door opened suddenly they were stunned to see the sight of people walking neatly while carrying torches in their hands. Apparently the rain had subsided, they were unconscious because they were too focused on talking.

"As I said earlier! That this night is the peak of the celebration of the night of one suro and the annual ritual of Sukagirang village. And this is how the welcome ended later in a big tree beside the waterfall there," said Mr. Sam.

They nodded hearing that, while his eyes continued to focus, locked tightly to see the human line in front. They march like they want to perform a ceremony, but the difference here is only three lines.

The left and right rows are filled by the ranks of the Fathers, while in the middle rows are filled by Mothers while holding a tapir with a slightly large size. Inside it contains a wide variety of food and other crops. While the Fathers are only part of holding the torch only with machete accessories that are stamped on the waist using a belt.

"Oh that, rame also it turns out!" reply Anisa.

"Like that. Yes, I want my wife to get ready first. You can wait out here if you want to see" said Mr. Sam.

Hearing that, their focus was immediately on Mr. Sam then turned to look at Mr. Sam who was behind them.

"Where is Mr Sam going? Want to go with them?" sela Sinta after hearing Mr. Sam's answer.

Mr. Sam chuckled and shook his head to hear that, then replied.

"You think where I'm going these nights if not to join them. I am a native here, so yes it is clear that I will also celebrate it. Did you guys forget?" said Mr. Sam.

They nodded their heads and slightly smiled in embarrassment, then looked back at the people.

"Well, I want to get ready!"

After saying that, Mr. Sam rushed into the house to take the torch and machete, while the wife seemed to be ready while carrying offerings, staying to join the others.

"Where is my husband? How not to look?" mom asked Diah after she was next to them.

Because of his sudden arrival from the back of the house without being known by them, the words of Bu Diah made them jump in shock.

"Geez Mother! Suddenly it was already rich Mbak Kun. Shocked me, Mom. Sorry!" sinta Reflex.

Ms. Diah chuckled a little to see them stroking her chest while normalizing the roar of breath that sounded mutually unpretentious in shock.

"Eh forgive me! I think you know if I come out of the back door, usually it used to be clean first sandals so as not to be slippery," replied Miss Diah.

"Sir Sam was inside again, he said he wanted to be ready first afraid of being late and could not join. He was in a hurry!"

"Hm okay. Then I send a message for Mr Sam to you!? Later please tell me the same Mr. Sam, if I want to leave first, I will wait near the waterfall, yes?!"

"By pleasure, let us say! You better leave now so you're not late and far behind."

"You guys are good, thank you! There is no need to rush that, the event has not started yet. You don't have to worry! Just relax. When everything is ready, I better go! Lets... "

They nodded with a smile and did not forget to leave a message to be careful, after which the silhouette of Bu Diah was no longer seen blocked by the silhouette of the Fathers.

A few minutes later came Mr. Sam from inside the house fully using a machete and carrying a torch that had not been lit.

"You guys still here apparently? I think you guys have rested before" said Mr. Sam after being at the door and right behind them.

"Eh Sir! Yes, we are still curious, so want to see the inn. She said Ms. Diah wanted to go first join the others. Later Bu Diah waited for Mr. Sam in front of the waterfall before the event began," replied Anisa.

"Hmm, the pantesan at home does not look good, well thank you!"

"Yes Sir! You're welcome."

The sound of owl cuckoo began to be heard piercing through the sense of hearing. In front there is a group of old Father who just came with something in his hand.

"Miss.. Don't be too loud, later if it sounds to other citizens it could be dangerous. Not pocong or pesugihan, it is just rice harvests wrapped in shrouds and shaped like humans. As laden only! Real human substitutes" replied Mr. Sam carefully.

Hearing that their thoughts immediately burst through the seventh sky, speculation and prejudice about the existence of humans who were used as collateral for the ritual interests of the village of Sukagirang began to haunt their heads.

"That means that there was an.., "said Sinta was cut off because Anisa immediately pulled her hand firmly.

Anisa pulls Sinta's hand so as not to continue her stupid question because she knows what the fall will be like. Sometimes, wanting to know too much about something is not always good, then stop meddling in matters that we should not interfere with. Luckily Sinta was aware of that and did not continue her words.

Riska and Indhi were so, they both realized. Then it shifted like Sinta so as not to arouse suspicion. That way Mr. Sam thought that their intentions shifted to give him a way.

"Why?" asked Mr. Sam with a frown because Sinta did not continue.

"Biasalah sir, Sinta is starting to sleep like that. He is not****** so much sir, the person! Just stick it to the pillow already directly molor. Hehe..," said Anisa lying.

Sinta smiled nodding affirming what anisa said.

Mr. Sam was silent for a moment, then smiled and moved forward.

"Yes, you guys just take a break. In accordance with what we have talked about earlier, you guys just moved to my other house, the key was I gave anyway?" reply Mr. Sam later.

Previously, Mr. Sam and Ms. Diah had agreed to have them move into their other house, the other one, the position was not too far just adrift a few tens of meters beside the house of Mr. Sam.

But because they are not happy, then prefer to stay together because they do not want to add to the burden of hassles in the family of Mr. Sam, let alone all because of Sinta.

"Yes sir is already! But is that not excessive? We don't want to make Mr. Sam and Ms. Diah bother,"

"It's just your feelings, we don't feel bothered at all. Not to mention later I will go home in the middle of the night, will automatically disrupt your rest time if you sleep here."

Because it was not good to refuse Mr. Sam's offer, they finally lost it to move to the other Mr. Sam's house. Although there was no occupying the house, Mr. Sam and Ms. Diah cleaned it every day. So make sure that the house can be used directly without having to clean first.

"It looks like I have to leave now, I ask you to lock my door if you guys are ready to take your things. The key you just put it under the flower pot," said Mr. Sam while pointing to the flower pot that was not far in front of his house.

"Sam's calm down, let me arrange it! Don't forget to be careful on the road. Safety is number one!" reply Anisa.

Mr. Sam nodded and hurried to leave his residence which seemed to still stand firm even though it had not been renovated for a long time, some parts of the wall seemed to have peeled off because it was eaten up time.

Shortly after that Mr. Sam was seen turning his body and walking back to his residence, those who saw the behavior of Mr. Sam then wondered.

"Is anyone missing, sir?" anisa asked Sam, who was now standing before her.

"Ah no, I just forget something."

"What is it, sir?"

Mr. Sam took a deep breath before answering their question, after feeling enough he immediately replied.

"Please listen carefully, and I hope you can obey what I say. If you are ready, lock all the doors, windows and access that allow others to enter. After ten o'clock at night the house should be closed and no one dares to come out if you want to survive. Never accept guests if it is past ten o'clock at night, no one dares to open! You just ignore it until it disappears and pretend not to hear. Go to sleep quickly and do not forget to pray a lot for protection to the Creator," replied Mr. Sam with a serious face, visible from the glint of his eyes that signifies concern.

They were astonished to hear the lines uttered by Mr. Sam, as if dissolving in the words he said until the voices of the more rowdy people awakened them.

"Yes sir, ready!"

Only that word was spoken, in fact they wanted to ask even more. But seeing the conditions around it does not seem supportive, especially Mr. Sam looks rushed. As a result they chose to silence and let Mr. Sam go.

After that Mr. Sam again continued his departure, until the silhouette of his body was completely invisible eaten by the darkness of the night and the number of people.

Seriate.