Kosan Dwellers?

My village (Extra Part-End)

Until midnight, Bambang had not yet appeared. The residents who went to the Temple with kitchen utensils have returned to their homes. That night was gripping because that night was the first night I learned there was such a thing in my village.

The world of persosmedan riotous, especially the people in my village. Almost all my friends on facebook upload photos as they gather in the Holy by carrying kitchen tools. They said they had circled the area around the Temple by ringing the items they brought. But in fact nil.

My father came home late that night from Keramat.

"How, Sir?" My toot.

"Not seen" replied my father.

I'm silent for a moment. Where's Bambang??

According to my father, in his youth, there were also lost people in the holy place. So that night the residents helped because they were in fact the old residents of my village, already know the ins and outs of Sacred. What he said there is the waiting for the creature, this is. The queen, this is.

I, the current generation, automatically do not know about the mystical stories in the Sacred.

But still, my brain is difficult to digest if what is missing is an adult. Where'd she go missing? And what caused him to disappear?

The night passed.

The next day, the world of cyberspace was re-scarred because suddenly spread the news that Bambang had been found.

But there is one strange one. Bambang is in the city next door. He was found by a resident of the town early in the morning. He said, Bambang fell asleep in the role by wearing a yellow shirt that is lying.

I don't think anymore. From my town to the town far away. If driving, it takes an hour to get there. Then Bambang went there using what? A walk???

This speculation was popping up in the comments column of accounts that shared Bambang's photo.

Until that night, I finally got a piece of the story.

Look ....

According to Bambang's confession, he said during a break in the hall after cleaning the grave, he sat next to a jar to wash his face. That's where it started. Bambang saw a beautiful woman who invited him to visit her house. Without a second thought, Bambang followed the woman. Bambang said, in the woman's house there was a lot of food. Various kinds of fruits and other delicious foods are suitable for him. When Bambang first disappeared in the afternoon, he said he fell asleep in the house of the beautiful woman. And he woke up to Maghrib. When he woke up, he was already on the outskirts of the balong. It was then that he came and walked towards his friends tent.

And the next night he was gone again. Here comes the mystery of Bambang that I do not know.

How he went missing until he got to the next town.

Let it be a mystery.

Maybe here there are friends who know this story and know more details, can be yes shared in comments 🤗

But from this story I learned, that wherever we are, we must always remember our Lord. Never leave a prayer and always pray. Every time we come to a new place, we should maintain customs and respect the customs there, do not takabur, do not forget to always say excuse me to 'them'. As the saying goes, "Where is the earth cast, where is the sky held up."

Always ask Him, for God is the best protector.