Gondo Flower

Chapter 7: The Dark

Endless night in the crashing square room, Beyond the raging gale hitting the tall trees, the sound of friction branches was clearly heard from the towering treefather.

The air grew colder as the grains of water droplets dripped on the thunderous interlude. Sharif curled up, he still hasn't said anything, his body shaking.

"Your copo, havin' your opo piye?" (you're feeling good, aren't you feeling well?) ask me

Syarif was silent looking at me very deeply, it had even been almost a minute not a bit to let go of his gaze.

"You're kenek opo anyway?" (What the hell are you?) Ask me again who is now sitting cross-legged in front of her.

"Eroh kowe wants zinc in ne mas Yanto?" (You were the one who was talking about Yanto?)

I shook my head not knowing, Sharif continued his explanation.

"Naked!"

"Well, what does the pie mean?" (Huh, Ganjang How do you mean?)

" Basket of Chocolates!! Crew e dewe iki pakane Ganjang!" (Nude!! We're the food of Ganjang!) Sharif is a little bit stiff.

I thought for a moment, about the basket of something that seemed familiar.I remember my friend Alingga often told a scary story about the ruler of the kingdom of soft, and one of these creatures.

"Kowe ileng seng mbiyen in Lingga's story?" (Do you remember what the phallus used to tell you?)

"The asline kui basket is slick, but the ne deck is going to knock your crew's leke nggangguating omahe." (The basket was originally good, but he would be angry if we disturbed his house.)

"Wit ringin ngguri kae omahe!" (The banyan tree behind that house!) sharif said with a slight tremble.

I understand very well his fear, Ganjang is not a matter that can be underestimated. This creature's existence carries a plague, whether it's disease or death. And if it is true that what Sharif says behind is his House, then we are in big trouble.

"Keep pie solution ne?" (So how's the exit?) ask me.

"Nal's spirit, zinc in the talk ne mas yanto want zinc jare in the cake i goods wes cedak wektune." (Do not know the reason, which was said by Mas Yanto earlier he said that he was given the goods the time is not long.) obviously with a scared Raut.

"Nal Pie?" Sharif asked.

Don't be him I'm the same panicked, a little bit backwards body equaling the shoulders of Sharif, we stared at the closed door.

"But the crew e dewe ra tau ngganggu wit ringin lo rip, la continue the problem e opo kok crew e dewe in wei toh i ki ?" (But we never bother the banyan tree, so what's the problem why are we marked?) ask Sharif.

"Building iki nal, yo omahe!" (This building is also his home!) Sharif said in despair.

We are silent to each other, Sharif's words are still ringing, The roha Gang will never let go of its prey.

Almost half an hour we were silent, hearing the sound of water droplets on the roof of the house. The rain never subsided, the night wind blew through the wind of the open window, the strong wind extinguished the oil lamp on the wall of the room.

I was stunned, there was a sense of discomfort that enveloped, In the darkness I tried to find the location of the lighter.

Sttts..

Tok.. The sound of a slow tempo knocking came from the wooden door in front of us, There was a shadow from the gap under the door . I don't know who that person was but he should have said hello, but from that moment only a knock was heard.

Sharif hinted for us to stay, he picked up a thick blanket and hid under her. I was just as scared, then followed her into hiding.

The door of the room slowly opened, revealing a shadow standing in the doorway.It did not look its shape because the lights were back out, The sound of friction from the floor where the shadow stepped.

The smell of the carcass filled the smell, we trembled, especially Sharif whose body was already soaked with sweat. The sound of his breathing was irregular, The cold wind increasingly made Sharif frightened.

From under the thick blanket, the shadow stepped away, leaving the room completely pitch-black. The vibrating Sharif had appeared calm, his body was not as warm as before, even colder.

Curious to make sure it is safe, a little bit of a blanket that blocks vision.it seems really safe, I plan to tell Sharif, moreover I am worried about his body is very cold.

When the blanket was no longer in the way, the figure next to me lay, It's just not Sharif. Where could Sharif be wearing a white dress, not to mention the smell of this rancid body lying next to me.

I still want to make sure, a little bit back off the body away from me.

"Rips?"

No response whatsoever, I took the lighter that I kept in my right pocket.

A fire blazed from the lighter in my grasp.

Djancok, let me in my heart.

The damned woman grinned to show off her victory, again the creature surprised me.

Not much time, I'm gone. Escape from whatever was lying under the same blanket as me. Outside of the heavy rain, where it might break through the rain without protection, I saw the room upstairs lit up, that was my only goal.

Running fast enough, when I look at the trees on the run. Not just one, there are dozens of creatures wrapped in white cloth bediri parallel in the heavy rain. Even some of them floated chasing from behind ', Edan I don't know what my fault is that they are this submerged.

Run the faster when the door to room number 15 was clear, I pounded the door hard and did not hesitate to scream. My breath became more and more irregular as the creature wrapped in white cloth was already close to getting me.

I can only pray in my heart that I do not want to die today, indeed we do not have the right to negotiate with God, but for this time only let me survive. Far away are the inhabitants of hell from before me, their shattered faces really make me can not stand it anymore.

Feet were so limp, I cried out more and more in fidelity, all my swearing out just to cover up my fear. The unlucky occupant of room 15 did not immediately open the door, either he was deaf or indeed there was no one there.

In the midst of the panic, room number 16 was open, a figure in a white dress came out of the dark room, the same creature that terrorized me every day.

"Mrene o lee ambk ibuk!" (Then I'm with mom!) the woman raised her hand sideways.

Bruk!

Everything is blackened.