Gondo Flower

Chapter 59: Warehouse

Plan executed. They are ready when the sun is hot. Dust was swept away by the wind, passing through Alingga's body standing in the front yard. He looked at the driver who was heating the engine, as well as the others, sitting in harmony on the porch of the house.

Alingga approached Sharif who was sitting on the steps of the stairs, his face lethargic with eyeballs that continued to look at the group of ants. He sat beside Sharif, wanting to speak to his friend.

"Can you take care of Laras?" ask Alingga after a while. Sharif turned his head, holding his angry expression.

"I? Ali .. The real one! No, I'm coming!" sharif denied when Alingga asked him to stay at home.

"Relatedly? Don't faint later?"

"Gee.. Your confusion! I can take care of myself, Ali! You see I can get out of the Segoro gate that is impossible to do, right? Still doubting me?" Sharif refused and continued to convince Alingga to take him on this expedition. Actually Alingga also can not force Syarif, but who will keep Laras if they all go.

"Gini Rip, I understand you want to join this mission as well. But, ready to take care of Laras if everything goes? The barrel is important, especially the baby! It's just that we just mengumpulin Lewung until the life bet, if the laras until why why, all so useless." persuaded Alingga. Alingga knew Sharif would never refuse his request. But, he also wants Sharif to accept the task with an open mind, not because he was forced.

"How can I trust you? I know you can, Rip." said Alingga in a soft tone, trying to convince Sharif that the choice was not a bad thing.

While it seemed that Sharif was starting to wither, he smiled slightly, then nodded his head in agreement with Alingga's request. Alingga patted Sharif on the shoulder, then stood up, walking in definite steps, approaching Zainal and Juhri who were sitting on the very end of the terrace.

"Okay, we're leaving!" After hearing the instructions from Alingga, they immediately entered the car. Syarif stared lethargicly as the car drove away from the courtyard of the house, dust billowing before him making his cough a little. He re-entered the house when the car was no longer visible in his view.

"Sharif didn't come, didn't he?" ask Zainal. They sit next to each other. While in the front seat Danu tried to steal the hearing of the two. Alingga shook her head, simply answering the question of the friend next to her. After her he closed his eyes, calming his raging heart engulfed in anxiety. He was afraid that he would drown in fear, he was afraid that the darkness would devour him, as it used to be when he was still often deceived by the deceptions of the devil.

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Late in the afternoon, a black car entered the boarding yard. From inside the car, five men came out in turn. Alingga first, he looked around, staring at the building that had been a few days untreated, dried leaf leaves piled up in the yard, and thick dust that filled the floor of the boarding house.

Alingga goes first, then followed by Juhri, and in the last position is Zainal. The driver was asked to wait outside, and someone had to watch if something might be suspicious.

Alingga asks Juhri where her intended warehouse was last night. Juhri pointed out, he was angry at a room jutting under the stairs. Dark room with a door in a chain lock.

When they arrived at the door, they stopped, silent to each other. While he was busy peering through the gap in the door, Alingga asked Zainal to take the pliers from the trunk of the car. A little while later Zainal returned, carrying a large tang and a crowbar just in case.

Alingga cut the chain that sealed the door, and Danu tried to push the door heavy enough to push through. In the room is very stuffy, the air is moist with a musty aroma of dust that has accumulated. Alingga got ahead of everyone inside, she brought a small flashlight to check the contents of the room. Behind him, Zainal, Danu and Juhri follow, each carrying a small flashlight to aid their vision.

In the room there are many unused items covered in white cloth. Especially furniture such as cabinets and some boxes that are in the lock. Juhri led the way, ahead of Alingga who was still busy observing around. towards a two-meter long passage that descended down towards the room below.

When they arrived at the lower room, they saw the door again locked. Alingga asked Zainal to forcibly open her with the crowbar she was carrying. At first he had trouble opening the door, but a while later he seemed to get more power that made him able to conquer the door.

The door opened, inside there were several coffins with the rest of the wax on top of them. One by one they enter alternately, Juhri approached one of the boxes and should open the cover. But the crate in the nail was so tight, that he needed Zainal's help to open it.

"What are all these crates for?" zainal asked confusedly, he asked while jacking up the lid of the crate on the nail. Juhri looked at Zainal, then Danu next to him and ended up staring at Alingga.

"The grave." said Juhri briefly. Juhri's reply stopped Zainal's actions, he undoes the intention to open the chest.

"Open up, that's what's left in every crate. The number is not certain. Some contain two or more, some even empty." Juhri asks Zainal to continue unloading the crate because only he carries the crowbar. While others watch his actions from behind.

"Why is it kept in a box? Then, each box has a candle that has been burned. What's all that for?" alingga asked Juhri, filling the void by asking.

Juhri looked at him, then smiled. "I don't know, maybe it's a ritual to bind their souls."

Alingga turned away, she did not get the expected answer. But, Juhri's words have a point. It could be that all of these coffins were previously used for the ritual of binding the tribe.

Meanwhile, Alingga was still busy with her own thoughts. Zainal had managed to open the chest. Dust from the top of the casket slid down, as Zainal pushed the crate down and dropped it down. The thudding sound spread the reverie of Alingga, he approached wanting to see for himself the contents of the coffin. However, its contents were not as he had imagined. Inside was a corpse that had rotted away.

In addition to the corpse, inside the coffin there was still a small box shrouded in thousands of maggots. Danu restrained the nausea, backed away not wanting to see much longer. Meanwhile, Alingga unhesitatingly took the Box with the maggots that were now attached to her palm.