Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 24. Wait First!

Sosok pemuda dengan rupa yang persis dengan Banyu nampak duduk sendirian di dalam goa. Lingga pun berupaya untuk bisa mendekat ke arahnya.

"Banyu. Your place is not here!"

Linga stretched out her hand to invite this young man to leave this place immediately. His arrival is what makes Banyu tribe a little surprised.

"You? Are you going to help me?"

Linga nodded slowly. "Yes, I'll help you. Hold my hand. Let's go home!"

Banyu smiled knot. He tried to get up from his position but unfortunately suddenly he seemed to lose energy. The man was back in the lunglai.

"I, I can't stand. I don't feel like I have any energy at all."

Linga. Could it be that right now Banyu would choose to lose to the circumstances? Will he give up when help comes to him?

"No, no, no. You can't let your guard down Nyu. You have to hold on. Remember, your family is waiting for you at home. You have to hold on."

Without feeling a drop of clear bulir falls wet the cheeks of Lingga. His heart seemed to be throbbing pain if what he did would end like this. He could not imagine how much sadness was felt by the Banyu family when they had truly lost a family member.

"Will my tribe be able to get out of this realm? And can I go back into my body?"

The phallus wipes away the tears that began to rush. Hearing the words that showed the pessimistic taste of this young man really made him wracked by pity. For some reason this deep he felt the fatigue felt by Banyu because it had been trapped for days in this dimension. As if making Lingga's heart also pierced by a dagger.

"Trust me, I can take you out of this realm. And believe that you too can return to your body. Hold my hand. Let's get out of this place. I'll help you. We don't have much time."

Banyu stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand of Linga. He held tightly to this woman's fingers which instantly made her stronger to stand up.

Banyu smiled meaningfully in front of the Linga. "You are my guardian angel, if I am given the chance to live longer by God, I promise to make you happy."

Degs... Degs... Degs...

It feels, the heart belonging to the Lingga is beating fast. Suddenly there was a warmth flowing in his bloodstream. The words spoken from Banyu really made him happy countless times. But a moment later he woke up. It cannot be too late in that foreign feeling. He must race against time to bring Banyu home to his world.

Without further ado, Lingga pulled Banyu's hand and carried the young man running, leaving this place. Some of them just put their feet up all of a sudden...

"wait. Wait up!"

"Wait a minute, I want to say goodbye first to my friend."

Both eyeballs are narrowed. He was very surprised what kind of friend Banyu meant. Is it possible to have genderuwo? Pocong's figure? Kuntilanak? Or the forest-waiting stealth figures?

"Friends? Whose friend do you mean? Is that friend of yours also a tribe trapped in this dimension?"

Banyu shook his head. "No, the figure is dead but he still can't leave the world quietly because the body can't be buried properly."

The body of the phallus is like a goosebump. Hearing stories from Banyu is like delivering his memories to the figure of the father who until now his body has not been found. Is it possible that the father's tribe also can not calm down in nature because the body has not been buried properly?

"Then, where's your friend?"

Now, it was Banyu's turn to draw Lingga's hand. He walked quickly to get to a place usually occupied by the figure of the dead climber. A place located on top of the surrounding steep cliffs is decorated by the flow of river currents.

"Hey, I'm coming. Like you said that there will be a helper who will help me. He is here now and I want to say goodbye to you. I'll go back to my world!"

Banyu shouted out loudly towards the male figure standing on the edge of the cliff and in a position to back him. Linga stared at the man's back which she felt was not so foreign in her vision and also her heart. He felt like he knew the figure of a man called a friend by Banyu.

A moment later, the man's body seemed to move. Slowly he turned his body, until now he faced directly with Banyu and also Lingga.

For the umpteenth time both eyeballs of Linga are perfectly wide. This time his lips were wide. His tongue seemed to be unable to say a word. But a moment later...

"B-Mr..."

Bruck!!!

The body of the phallus weakened instantly. His body bones seemed to be squeezing back. Until he could only sit on the edge of this river while staring in disbelief at the figure of the man who was still standing gallantly.

Again, his tears flowed back. As if not believing but the figure of the father is clearly visible standing before him. Yes, the man is the father who for ten years was lost in the arms of Mount Slamet. He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn the last time he bailed to climb.

The man smiled sweetly and showed his good looks. "Yes Ndhuk, this is Father."

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