Horror Village

PROOFS

I called my children and friends who were busy playing in the front yard of the house.

"Budhe, kulo kale adek bade pamit wangsol riyen. Kuatos e mr. kale ibuk ngerantosi kulo" said Gilang say goodbye to me.

(Budhe, Saya and sister want to leave first. worried about his Father and Mother waiting for me)

I don't allow them both to go home. The situation is not safe for both. My son is dribbling to get into the house.

Pak Kyai asked Ahmad and the revelation of one month yesterday from anywhere. They explained that they were asleep at the time. After waking up know they are already in a village similar to Roro Asri village but the atmosphere is different not like now.

He also said that he saw Pak Reksa and Bu Gantari in the house now inhabited by mbah sofyan and mbah juwariyah. We were astonished when Ahmad and the revelation mentioned the names of my parents. We were more excited to hear them tell stories.

They also said that he met a child who looked like me. At the residence of Mr. Reksa and Bu Gantari he arrived Bu Ina and Mr. Mahmud to propose his son named Aji. Meanwhile, Aji and his lover, Gendhis, are fighting because Aji accuses Gendhis of having an illicit relationship with Aksa. Gendhis denied the accusation because he had never touched Aksa. To prove the accusation to himself is untrue .Forced the girl to commit adultery with Aji. At the time of intercourse Aji felt if it was true that this Gendhis was still holy. But he does not admit.

Two weeks later the lover became pregnant but Aji's response was not good. Aji did not admit that the baby in Gendhis was the result of their adultery. Aji reneges on his promise that if Gendhis becomes pregnant, he will marry her. But now it is precisely Aji to give accusations a second time to Gendhis.if the one in his birth is not his only child. Except for Aksa's son from Gendhis's affair.

Not Accept with the baby in his bladder. Aji dragged her lover's hair over the rocks all the way to the river. He advised Gendhis to abort his womb. They fought for a long time over the river. After feeling satisfied Aji left her lover alone in the river at her silent time of night.

Pak Reksa and Bu Gantari expressed the goodwill of Mr. Mahmud and Bu Ina if he wanted to propose Aji to his nephew Aninditha. Aji who has dark eyes agree with the offer of his Father Mother.

The news of Aji and Aninditha's marriage became the lips of the villagers of Roro Asri and surrounding areas. The news reached Gendhis ears. The girl did not accept her nine-year-old boyfriend. Now marry a girl he doesn't know who that girl is. Gendhis injured his own hand by accidentally squeezing a sharp knife belonging to the greengrocer because of shock at hearing the news.

Gendhis seeks Aji's whereabouts. He did not care about the blood flowing in his hands. With a shirt full of blood and hair that random scramble he circled the village of Roro Asri without wearing sandals. Gendhis searches for Aji's whereabouts late into the night. But Aji was not found.

He did not give up just like that even though his feet were injured by stepping on rocks and shard. Efforts will not betray results. He managed to find Aji who was giggling with his friends. Seeing the coming of gendhis with appalling conditions. Aji pulled Gendhis hand to a dark place near the forest. They fought so hard. Makes Gendhis stab Aji in the right hand. Gendhis tries to draw a sharp knife to Aji's body. Until finally Aji was the one who managed to stab a knife into the stomach of Gendhis which contained a baby in his womb. The beautiful girl died in Aji's hands. The girl's body was dragged into the forest.

Aji dumped the corpse of Gendhis in a ravine and left it just like that. The next day Aji marries Aninditha without feeling guilty. Ahmad also explained that he was only two weeks at the time. Not for a month. Mr. Kyai explains the time dimension of the ghoib realm and that the world is different.

After hearing the explanation of Revelation and Ahmad we understand the meaning of the red kuntilanak terror. He wants the truth to be revealed. He wants himself and his son to be acknowledged by everyone. If it's true that Mas Aji did it we have to investigate one by one first.

I asked Faris to deliver Gilang and wawan to Ida's house. Shortly thereafter Mas Eko came to pick up his son. We asked Mas Eko to stop by but he refused our subtle invitation because there was no one in his house. His wife was rewang because there were relatives who were married.

We all went to the back of the house to look for clues that actually happened. Splitting up might be able to quickly find evidence. Although the possibility of success will find a clue but we do not give up just like that. Pak Kyai with Ahmad and the barrel searched around the garden near the ravine. While Mas Faris and I went with Wahyu to the house of Bu Ina and Mr. Mahmud to find out the whereabouts of Mas Aji and his wife.

We've reached Bu Ina's house it looks like there's no one. We said our greetings many times and knocked on the back door and windows. But there is absolutely no answer. A little disappointed because our goals did not match the expectations planned earlier.

Kriiiieeeeeekkkkk

The front door of Bu Ina's house opened on its own. The three of us looked inside the house but there was no one. Bu Ina's house was dark, silent and the aura in this house was extremely cold. When we were about to leave, there was someone walking from behind the house towards us. Those of us who heard the footsteps were a little scared.

"Oh you guys are nduk. Monggoh sit down first. Sorry yo just finished I pray dzuhur congregation with Mr. Mahmud. excuse me to make a drink first for you. Far away here time is not in the present anything" Ucapa Bu Ina.

We do not allow Ms. Ina to bother making drinks for us. Ms. Ina just nodded. Because I can't wait for my husband to directly talk about his goals to Bu Ina. Hearing my husband's question Bu Ina's face surged in shock. He was nervous to answer his face like something was covered up.

"Why do you want to meet Aji and Aninditha they are happy with his life" Mahmud arrived from behind.

We explained that we want to be in touch because I am the sister of Mas Aji. Ever since he got married I haven't heard from him again. Said Mas Aji people living in a village not far from here. Me and Mas Faris tried to find Mas Aji's whereabouts but nothing came of it.

Mr. Mahmud looked at us with a face that did not like us. The two of them did not tell us of Mas Aji's whereabouts. Disappointed at the attitude of Bu Ina and her husband I also say goodbye home.

While in the garden near the ravine, Pak Kyai found evidence of the hat that Mas Aji always wears. While Laras and Revelation find the anklets and wristbands belonging to women who are somewhat rusty.

In taste enough for today's search because it has entered the time of dzuhur. Pak Kyai also ended the search today and invited children to clean themselves to the bathroom and pray dzuhur congregation.

Me and Mas Faris went home empty-handed. When passing in front of the house Mbah sofyan and mbah juwariyah someone called us. We looked back apparently mbah juwariyah who called us.

"Enek opo to mbah call us like that. Do you need help" my husband asked.

"You press ndi kok his face sour like that. Let's go in first someone wants to talk to you guys"

Seeing the look on Mbah juwariyah's face as if there was something he wanted to convey. When I entered the house I used to live in with my parents, I felt overwhelmed. I remembered my parents who had been missing for hanging themselves behind the house.

Mbah sofyan is seen coming from the rice fields with his loyal ontel bike. He is still young when his age is not much different from my parents. He smiled at us and we shook hands with him.

"Clean clean first there sir e. Masa yo pantes with such circumstances found ayu and iki ganteng cah" Goda Mbah juwariyah to her husband while bringing drinks from the kitchen.

I heard the two of them being moved. Because that's what my Father and Mother are like when they are together, they are always joking. I don't feel my tears falling. Remembering my parents again. Mas Faris stroked an arm to win me over.

"Loh cah ayu why cry to. Wong Mbah loh ga ngapa ngapain" Ledek mbah juwariyah again to me.

We were told to drink the tea made by Mbah juwariyah himself. The tea made by him is sweet and tastes different from the tea that is usually sold in stalls near the house. Mbah juwariyah concocts her own tea.

"Mom I want to pee ma'am" said my son revelation who had earlier swayed to and fro because he was holding back from wanting to pee.

I drove her to the bathroom behind the house. While waiting for Revelation urinate. I also looked around the house of Mbah juwariyah. Right under the water guava tree there are two slap ropes here. I again sobbed to my mind My parents used to be found lifeless here. I suddenly remembered something. Now is a good time to look for evidence. Who knows I found anything as evidence.

I'm looking for a trace behind this house. Until the end I fell down because my feet were like something interesting. I found a lot of blood on the back of Mbah sofyan's house. The more eager I am to look for evidence. A stainless scissors that is in a bush. Precisely under the tile right behind the kitchen mbah sofyan. There's someone's hand on that scissor. I took a banana leaf to pick up the stainless scissors and I wrapped it in my veil which happened to be big and long.

It was like hearing someone snort in my direction. He looked around the place but found nothing. There was another sound in the bush. Looks like someone's hiding behind his tall shrubbery. I wonder who is hiding there. When my hands slowly opened the thick shrub, there was someone who blew my nape.

"Nyapo nyapo kuma e nang kene. Come nang njero omah wae. I seng duweni omah ra tau burying. Wis wis come let's ndang mlebu omah. wesohen sikil karo hand kuwi" said Mbah juwariyah as he shuddered in horror at me. I nodded and followed the orders of Mbah juwariyah.

(Son, why are you here. Let's just go inside the house. I have a home and I have never been here. Wash your feet and hands)

I'm sorry for coming in the back. After cleaning my body, I sat back in the living room. Faris' gaze was not wearing. I just lowered my head. Mbah juwariyah began to open the sound. He called us because there was something to show us. Mbah sofyan brought a small crate whose smell became the whole house.

The chest was placed in front of us. I increasingly do not understand the meaning of Mbah juwariyah.

"Gini nduk's. This is your family's crate. Just look at the contents who knows you recognize it" said Mbah sofyan while giving the key to the chest.

Faris looked at me. I gave her a signal that Faris was the one who opened it. The box began to open.

We all almost wanted to vomit when we saw the contents of the crate. Like recognizing that watch, I tried to touch it. But Faris brushed off my hand. Shaking his head.

Inside the chest was a shirt and trousers and a watch filled with blood. The revelation whispered something to me. My body trembled after hearing his words. I'll close that box soon. My strange attitude made Mbah juwariyah's face and her husband look at me with a strange look.

I asked politely the origin of Mbah juwariyah and Mbah sofyan could occupy my former parents' house. By the time my parents died I was married to Faris. Moreover, my relationship with Aji mas is not too good. So my husband and I don't know about this house.

They explain in detail.

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FLASHBACKS

The POV Mbah sofyan

During my marriage to my wife Juwariyah I had no children. Until the age of 60 years of marriage. In my village Jati Roto often experienced severe flooding. We had to die a village full of stories because of a tragedy. The flood once drowned my beloved wife. He was saved because of help from young villagers who can swim. Since then I started thinking about leaving this village. I'm looking here and there for a house to sell. We did not find a price that matched our wallet. Until we met Aji and his wife. He sold his house because he wanted to settle in another village.

This house is sold at a cheap price twice as much as the house before it that people offer at a high price. My wife and I went straight to the new house. The first day here we got interference from the subtle creatures. Indeed, at the beginning we do not know why this house is sold at such a cheap price. But it is what we want to say the contents of our wallet is fitting to find a better home.

At night as usual I pray tahajud with my wife. We go in turns to ablution'. I entered the bathroom first. From inside the bathroom, I heard two people talking behind the house. The voice is like a man and a woman. I'm closer to my ears to the back wall. The sound is getting louder.

I ignored him because I thought they were a married couple sitting in front of his house joking.

I continued the ritual of filling the barrel by taking water from the well. I draw water slowly because the lighting in this kitchen is less. A little more this barrel will be full of the water I have. When I draw the last water. This bucket feels very heavy. It is very unlikely that the water in the bucket is heavy like rock drawing.

Aaargggggghhhhhhhhhhh

With all my might I draw water in this well. It finally worked too.

Aaaaaahhhhhhhh

I ran into the house until it did not feel that the sheath I was wearing had been released when running too fast earlier. My wife couldn't help but laugh because she saw I wasn't wearing anything.

"Oh Allah, how is this?. How can he enter the house nda pack what is it. If there are neighbors who pass in front of the house. What is shame. Hhhhhaaaaa that bird why shrivel so. His head was bald and he wore a shirt with a sarong. What's this old tuyul version of her? Hhhhaaaahhhaaa Yes Allah already there and take the sarong sampean in the closet of the front room. There's just this way" My wife laughed and shed tears.

I said it was fitting in the bathroom to hear the chatter of two people talking. He was the neighbor behind our house. The conversation was so exciting like that. I didn't listen to that voice. When I draw the water I take, not the water. Two heads full of blood. Their teeth are full of blood. A wide smile showed his sharp teeth towards me. His eyes almost fell out of place. The stench from the blood of the two heads was rancid. Like a carcass smell.

My wife who heard my story now laughed and stopped. It was like shock that I finished talking. He also said that behind this house there are no more houses. Except the forest is overgrown with weeds. Other neighbors are far away. So it was highly unlikely that they were chatting in the back of the house. Especially this late.

"It's worth it that this house is sold cheap. Lah wong many of his ghosts mas. Let's just move yuk. I'm scared"

I hear my wife's words trying to think positively. I told him that in the meantime we have to hold on until our money is raised to buy a new house.

I wear gloves again. I lead my wife to take ablution' again to the back. Even in my little heart, I was really scared. But in order to face my Creator, my fear is at hand.

We stepped foot into the bathroom. Every step we read sholawat so that the heart becomes calmer.

We were sure we were in the kitchen. There are no more distractions. We immediately finished the ablution' and quickly returned to the front room.

My wife rolled out a carpet and also a prayer mat. Mushola in this house is actually in the house. But less extensive if to congregate. We started tahajud prayer. When the first takbir we felt the wind coming into the house. I continue the prayer reading. The sound of moans, screams, laughs was very clear in the ears. But everyone cannot stop my prayers. At the moment of prostration I saw from the slit of my feet on the edge of my wife there were two people one woman and one man grinning at me.

May my wife continue to pray. Our second takbir still survives. They circled us by showing us hands full of incisions and also ulcers full of maggots. My prayers began to be non-fussy because they were right around us. I continue my prayers until the greeting. Their finished prayers also disappeared.

After the prayer my wife immediately hugged me with her broken cry. I tried to calm down and kiss her on the forehead.

"Hussss sssstttt Yes mas also see Deck. It's okay now. Next time we have to be solemn" I said to calm him down.

We are always disturbed every day. My wife usually waits for me to come home from the market. Now he's going to sell me to the market. At home, he always had the scary faces of the two ghosts.

Until one day I helped my wife to clean the house. As I was cleaning under the bed in the master room I found a tightly locked chest. The smell is bad too. My wife happened to clean the closet. He found a key. We tried one by one the keys but none of them matched the box padlock.

Enter the last key that successfully opens the box lock. We saw the contents inside the crate of pants and a watch full of blood. Soon we closed the box and put the box back.

My wife and I are trying to figure out the origin of this house. If it wasn't Bu Rahmi the next-door neighbor not far from our house said that the house we left behind was a suicide tragedy or murder. Because the victims of two husband and wife have been found lifelessly hanging right behind the house.

We once asked Mahmud and his wife. But they answered nothing. I'm also trying to find the owner's son from this house. But our search did not find a bright spot. Al results we resigned to the circumstances that require us to live here.

Until now, the disturbance has come. But not as often as before.

FLASHBACK OFF

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I who heard Sofyan's story incessantly shed tears. I thank you for the openness of the family mbah sofyan and mbah juwariyah. We're going home and taking the crate with us.

I asked the big black crackle to mbah juwariyah to cover this crate. By the time we got out of Mbah sofyan's house. Mahmud and his wife were sitting in front of the house. He has a guest coming.

The look they both wore was not upon us. I returned it with a smile.

"Tomorrow me again ya nduk his vegetables. For today thank you for bothering to bring him here. Why can't I pay anything back. I only have cassava. Please take it. Hearts on the road nduk Le" Shouted mbah juwariyah to us.

I immediately understood with the intention of mbah juwariyah speaking like that. The three of us went home. Maybe mr. Kyai waited too long for us.

Suddenly I smell the carcass. I looked up at the tree.

Astagfirullah

I lowered my gaze down. Because in front there is a gayam tree on top of which there are Father and Mother hanging glaring towards the reader.

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