Gondo Flower

Chapter 63: The Wrong Time

The night was getting late, the hours they waited, also thinking. There was no way out they found, the door was still locked along with their soaring curiosity. The moss moss on the wooden floor laughed at them, baring victory, seeing the look of despair on their faces.

"Is this all we got? Empty, there's nothing here!" Zainal crouched down, ruffling his messy hair. Alingga did not reply, she closed her eyes, watching around with her inner eyes.

"There is something strange about this room, the aura is very dark" said Alingga after a moment of silence. Juhri turned her head, she was as curious as the others.

"Maybe the doll wasn't kept here, no! Look, there's nothing here" Zainal said spontaneously.

"I'm sure it's here, I can feel it." argued Alingga denied Zainal's remarks. He touched the door, fumbling every inch of it. On the surface of the wooden door, there were several random strokes and scribbles. Alingga tried to understand the meaning of the stroke.

"See this, there's writing. Java script." Alingga showed his findings to his two friends. They approached, highlighting the spot that Alingga showed with the flashlight they were carrying. They were both just beards, maybe Alingga was right, in this house stored some Lewung that they could not find.

"What does that mean?"

Alingga checked again, trying to interpret the writing drawn in front of him.

"There are some that I cannot understand, the letters are mixed with other characters. It's not purely Javanese." Alingga spoke while rewriting the writing in her memory. There may be something Alingga misses, a clue, an answer.

"Mas, How? Can you read this writing?" asked Alingga with a still crouching position, he looked up at his head, looking at Juhri on the right side.

"I've seen writing like this, a mixture of Javanese script. But, I can't read it. Maybe it has something to do with the Lebur Sukma ritual?" Juhri answered Alingga's questions, she was also as confused as they were. Even if he knew, he wouldn't buy time to tell them the truth.

"It could be, I'm sure it has something to do with Alas Ruwah too."

Alingga suddenly stood up, walked away, towards the exit. Zainal tailed behind, as did Juhri who also followed him out. When he arrived at the terrace, Alingga stopped. He looked at the trees in front of him. Samar he saw some glare of eyes that looked at him, creatures covered in shrouds still faithfully waiting for them. Why did they not dare to approach. Why did they not enter the house.

In the mind of Alingga asked a question, thousands of questions swirled in his head. What caused the pocong pocong could not get close. Maybe there's something that the creature is afraid of.

"Look, they're just pecking there. Why are they just hiding behind trees?" point to Alingga who is followed by his two friends who look in the same direction.

"Maybe this house have inhabitants?" said Zainal origin, along with that, a strong wind swept across the branches of trees to hit the walls of the house. Alingga protected her eyes from the wind, trying to see more clearly ahead.

The shrouded creatures have vanished, leaving their prey disappointed. Alingga's suspicions are increasing, it's possible that his hunch is right.

"Quick down! Run.. " She cried Alingga in a voice disguised by the storm.

Everyone ran, following Alingga who had already left. They went into the forest, hiding behind the tall trees. The cold wind was still blowing, freezing Alingga's slightly damp body.

"Why run, no?" zainal asked after they were quite far away from the house. They crouched a little, hiding behind the thickets.

"We came at the wrong time! The owner is awake." said Alingga lirih, slowing down his voice. Zainal scrunched his forehead, he did not understand what Alingga meant.

"meaning?"

Alingga turned, explaining in more detail." Inside the house was a pitch-black aura. Do you not realize, in the house there are many traces, traces of something that is being dragged." said Alingga still with the same position.

"What trail?"

"I'm not sure either, like a snake trail. A very large snake. The trail was faint as it was already covered in another layer of dust, but in some places the trail was clearly visible." Alingga explained again, he sorted out the memory milah. What kind of creature is like a serpent.

"So how? We can't go back empty-handed." said Zainal, he clucked in annoyance, every step they took was a hole in the way.

"We better find it safe, we do not know how big the strength of the occupants of the house. Don't take stupid steps!" alingga. He was also very upset. Alingga wants to immediately end this problem, but he also cannot be rash, one step only all they do will be in vain.

Alingga brought them back, stopping the scouts they had been doing until midnight. It was impossible to continue this expedition, they were exhausted as well. Juhri again led, taking them back to where their car was parked. With a disappointed face, Alingga did not know what to answer if Danu later asked.

Throughout the journey there were no distractions, the distance that was previously far they could easily pass. The shrouded creature no longer bothered, not even the night beast dared to make a sound, there was only silence amid the footsteps of those who stepped on the wet ground.