He's among them.

guests in their homes.

“Are we the same as them?”

Now it's another night but Papou hasn't been hungry and from then on they haven't had a bowel movement or a small one either. And strangely their bodies did not feel anything, just a stomach ache was not.

Daga took a deep breath, this was her second night here, no longer the cold desert they faced but for tonight the cold of a place like a village that became friends.

“We're still Pou humans, we're definitely home.” Papou was already unsure of those words anymore. The more here the hope of going home is getting reduced.

Daga heard the sound of baby crying, “wait here don't go anywhere.” Daga immediately stood up to look for the source of the voice, Papou just nodded, busying himself with observing the moon alone tonight.

Not long after Daga returned, “what is it?”

Daga just shook her head she found nothing, Papou hates Daga's mysterious pretentious nature.

Daga's eyes were fixed on the houses and strangely the house had lights. “Home–this house there are residents not well Pou?”

Papou carefully observes the houses, like the houses of humans normally. “maybe they are the ones who inhabit them Kak.”

“Do they have family?”

Papou shook his head, he did not stay away. “Come we see.” Papou immediately stood up from his place, patting his already very dirty skirt. It had been two days that Papou had not bathed, strangely he did not feel sultry in the least.

“Ngapain?” Daga had not moved from her seat.

“Liat, inside what is it?”

“No need to find Pou.” problem Daga rolled her eyes lazily.

“Kak .. We must kill them, right, if we just sit here, we will not be able to go home. if we do not want to find a problem why we are here.” Daga stood up from her place.

~SF.L~

Papou was astonished, only this time Papou was able to see another figure in this place. Besides Daga.

“Lo can see them Pou?” Papou nodded slowly, Daga squinted his eyes there is something strange in this house. He is not human but he is the same as human.

Daga and Papou were still standing in front of the door, Papou felt a little guilty when he entered without permission.

A beautiful woman who is seen from her stature is not an Asian race but rather a European. On his face he was 30 years old. What made Papou even more stunned was his green eyes. Papou instantly remembered Hanna.

“Sorry ... we got the wrong house,” Daga immediately pulled Papou's hand to leave immediately, but Papou did not move in the slightest.

His heart warmed when he saw those green eyes, why?

“It so happens that you guys come, let us eat together.” Said the woman with a fluffy smile.

Daga shook her head quickly, this place is a danger, Papou unsuspectingly immediately pulled Daga's hand to enter.

Hunch Daga said this is not a safe place, especially Daga like hearing a voice that says go-away.

“Sorry our mistress has to go, you have to continue the journey.” Daga continues to pull Papou's hand to leave immediately, but Papou insists on being here anyway.

For some reason, Papou likes it here, his heart feels comfortable. “ If Brother wants to go please, I will stay here.”

Hearing that Daga was immediately flabbergasted as to where Papou's yesterday-yesterday principle, just a few hours ago Papou said, they came here equally means the return must also be the same. The characteristics of adolescents are basically labile.

“Just we have to go,” Daga pulls Papou's hand firmly, “what the heck, Brother. Pain of anchors.” Papou did not accept himself being pulled around like a farm animal like today.

But when they were about to get out, the door of the house immediately closed by itself. Then it made Daga and Papou startled, they took a little distance from the door and looked in wonder at the host, as if asking why.

“Sorry child is easy, this house has a life and feeling if there are guests who come then they must come to eat first, only later the door will open by itself.” Said the woman with an unceasing smile.

“Fuck, surely this door can be opened.” Daga kicked the door hard, tried to break it with all her might, but why didn't this door open.

"No," the woman replied lightly without feeling offended in the slightest.

Daga again tried to open the door, kick it, punch it and break it. It's up to her body that's going to hurt that obviously this door has to open.

“Just for free, it will only make you tired.” The host woman spoke again.

Papou was annoyed by what Daga did, Papou pulled Daga's hand to sit at a dining table with a round shape and there were 12 coachmen circling it. Papou is sure the inhabitants of this house must be many.

“Remember said Kak Nana, we follow the rules of the game eating we will be safe,” Papou said softly which was finally able to make Daga finally stop hitting other doors.

“What here is no other door,” Daga clucked so badly that he ended up also sitting at the dining table. There are no dishes on this table.

“Wait a minute well, let me call the others first.” The woman went straight upstairs, well this house is terraced but made of wood not walls. The equipment inside did not even see any electronic objects.

Even Papou could see hunting equipment lined up along the wall. Papou knows, they're walking into the past. Because Papou is sure, the future will not be this ancient.

“What are they human?” Papou whispered to Daga who already looked annoyed.

Daga stared intently at Papou, “they are not Pou.” humans Daga was really sick of being here, her heart was agitated here, what else when there was a sound heard in Daga's ears kept whispering to leave.

The alleged Papou is true, this house has many residents. “Cute kids,” praise Papou when he sees those kids running for chairs.

Daga looked at Papou in wonder, funny from where he could see that his head was almost split and even among those with a star head.

The head of **** asked with his cynical face, “who are they?”

“Guests mama kali,” replied the monkey chief.

This is probably the first time Daga saw *** and the monkeys talked to each other.

“where's food?” he with the monkey tail asked.

“still in the kitchen, let me take it,” said the boy with the head who pulled out the cockroaches with other small animals, flies flying on his head. Daga stared in disdain at the boy's head, Daga can imagine how dirty the food will be.

Daga was more astonished when she saw Papou staring at the children with eyes sparkling like awe instead of disgust at it all.

“Lo why Pou?”

“they are funny-funny Kak, want to go home one.” Daga directly touched Papou's head.

“Lo healthy?” ask Daga like an innocent man.

“mata lo broken not?” Daga again asked with a face that had been red withholding anger. If it wasn't for Papou's invitation they wouldn't have entered and been trapped in this house.

“Sorry well, I was long.” Said the woman kindly.

“It's okay,” said Papou with enthusiasm.

“Let me help prepare the food,” Papou said as he stood up from his seat.

“You sit down first, you are the guest and the guest is the king, so we will treat you like a king.”

Daga became astonished himself, since when did Papou have this friendly attitude. Where do the words of sarcasm go and the nature of not trusting in others.

“Aware Pou, we are again in the ghost nest.” Daga is really furious here.

Papou placed his index finger on Daga's lips, hinting to be silent, “Sstt.”

“we follow the way, then we will be safe. Remind Kak Nana's words, before we go decide to make this trip.” Daga just nodded.