Gondo Flower

Chapter 31: Laweh Village

The scent of Cambodian flowers filled the car. A woman sits gracefully in a stained white cloth, her eyes not implying what a pair of holes without eyeballs are. The curvature without the eyeballs was increasingly blackened, but the scent of the Cambodian flower was still reluctant to go near its owner, the stronger, the more intoxicating anyone who inhaled it.

They should have realized what was currently between the four of them, a woman who always came without being invited.

Laras was still unmoved, his eyes staring intently with the veins of the veins that imprint . His lips were unceasingly trembling, sounding word by word that was quite difficult to digest. It is not the presence of the figure that the barrel is afraid, but the woman with red in the middle of the road that makes the barrel feel defeated.

How could it not, that demon had strength that far exceeded the barrel. However, that demon also could not carelessly touch them.

Sharif's body still let out cold sweat. Seen the look of his face that was so frightened, even his nausea disappeared along with the horror that became more and more.

"Wheel.. " The whisper was faintly heard in Laras' ear. The creature opened his lips slightly, uttering a word right in the left ear of the barrel.

The barrel was still unmoved, he listened to every word that came out of his rotting mouth. His eyes widened as the last word was said. He then turned his head toward the origin of the voice quickly, in front of him the woman without the eyeballs grinned, then disappeared for a moment.

"Mas!" I don't know why Laras looks so agitated. Though the barrel can call bolo pathi to protect them, but he does not want to do that. Laras does not want to be in the same ship as the demon, he tries not to involve her as before.

Bolo Pathi is indeed the ingon of his family, but to ask for his help must pay a very expensive price. Moreover, the barrel really wants to get out of the darkness, he does not want to involve the bolo pathi in his business.

Sharif looked back, he looked at Laras with a worried look. But the sound of the barrel was no longer heard, he clearly heard this woman calling out to him earlier.

"Come with Zainal! I'm down here." Barrel spoke in a serious tone.

"But mbak— "Sarif's voice came to a halt as the barrel's eyes stared intently at him, surely his decision could not be disputed anymore. Syarif just nodded his head, he then asked the driver to revive the engine of his car that was previously turned off.

"When you're only 1 minute, when I come down, leave immediately!" say the barrel again. He then pushed the closed car door, his legs protruding out with his thigh skin slightly exposed. The barrel stood upright next to the car with a flat face, while the syarif immediately asked the driver to go at maximum speed.

Samar Samar Syarif stared at the position of the barrel on the side of the road from the rear view of the car, although it was quite far but still clearly visible.

The barrel looks to be slashing his palm again, slicing very deeply right next to his previous wound. His pale lips chanted a quick two-broke spell, repeating itself until the earth's atmosphere began to noticeably change.

The barrel bodies in the crowd were so many creatures, they were all crawling out from all directions. The quiet cornfield turned boisterous. A creature whose body was never accepted by the earth, his soul wanders astray men who have no faith. They were all summoned with black blood dripping profusely from the palm of the barrel. The creature shrouded him like a fly smelling the scent of a carcass.

Sharif shuddered in horror at the sight he saw, he did not dare to turn his body to witness what was really happening with the barrel, he said, he just glanced a little at the rearview mirror and saw a little silhouette in the middle of a crowd of thousands of creatures.

On the other hand the driver is as afraid as Sharif, he as much as possible to focus on the speed of his car is quite high. Although afraid they must remain in control, do not let the fear replace his common sense.

Sharif's finger trembled, his hand moved to take a mobile phone bar in the right pocket of his pants. The finger though vibrating but still good at tweaking the features of the feature in the phone, yes even though such a old-fashioned phone does not have many features.

Syarif is looking for a name that is at the top of his contact list, Alingga of course. He tried to contact his best friend, but two-three calls were still not enough to move Alingga to lift the call. Sharif was a little frustrated, he was asked to keep Laras and zainal. However, now he lost the barrel. Syarif did not know what else to do, what if Alingga would be angry with him later. His mind is completely fucked.

A minute had passed, they were right out of the cornfield area. Syarif sighed in relief after being released from death, although it was still a little crowded how he would face Alingga. He leaned his head on the synthetic chair, his heart still beating fast after being pumped so fast.

"Next pie mas?" said the driver.

Syarif glanced at the driver, he returned to his previous plan. They had to meet Mbah Ladi in the village of laweh, he immediately asked the driver to stick the gas again because he did not want to waste much time. The driver immediately understood, with the directions given by Alingga, they finally arrived at the village of laweh.

Actually Syarif has been somepakali come to this village, but especially today the condition of the village has changed a lot. Unlike the last time Syarif came, the atmosphere here was really foreign not as friendly as before when he drove Alingga to meet his teacher.

"Kok deso ne ngene iki anyway?" ask Sharif to be confused.

"Mbuh ya mas, the feeling of yo bener iki inalan e." said the driver who was equally confused with Syarif.

The car drove slowly around the village which is very quiet, the condition of the house in this village has been like not live in for years. Garbage leaves scattered in the yard of the house with grass that exceeds the adult's hanky, the doors and windows have been a lot of detached from its place. In fact, a single invisible animal passed by to welcome their arrival. The village is really dead.

Sharif was about to go down to check more details, but his guts were not that strong to do something more stupid. They sat quietly in the car, silent without making a single sound. In their hearts they hoped God would send someone to come, someone like an angel who could help them. But unfortunately there was no one else there, not even a dragonfly.