LOST IN JIN VILLAGE

OTHERWORLDLY

When the window opened, Aril's eyes tried to reach out to what was behind the window. It's true, there's nothing suspicious there.

There was not a single monstrous creature that looked like what he had in mind.

Dara is the only creature that is there, and Dara is not a terrible creature, but she is a beautiful creature that is fun.

Especially at this moment, where he was standing with a smile full of charm towards Aril.

"Come, take a shower!" tell Dara, after a while.

The girl returned to the table, then took the urn, then poured the contents into the cup. The aroma of the spice emanated from inside the cup.

"Before taking a shower, drink this first!" tell Dara, while handing the cup to Aril.

"Blrrrrhh ...!"

Aril shuddered like a cold person, after finishing the contents of the cup which tasted very strange on the young man's tongue.

"Come, to the bathroom!"

Dara's head moved towards the bathroom, as an order to Aril.

In the girl's hand, there was now an urn, which contained the boiled water of spices. The herb will be used as a mixture of water, for bathing Aril later.

When out of the room, Aril's eyes again swept the empty space, which separated the room he occupied with the room, where the kitchen and bathroom were located.

It was in this room last night that he saw a white figure flashing. But now, there was nothing there, other than an aged wooden cabinet and some furniture.

"Later take the bath with the water in the barrel, yes, Mas? Don't use the water in the tub!" edict Dara, after he spilled all the contents of the urn into the barrel.

Aril simply replied with a nod. His heart was still covered by question marks. But because the body is still sore, making him lazy to scream his mouth.

****

After the bath, Aril's body became fresh. The aches that had been gnawing on the body began to decrease, but hunger now came attacking. I think he wants to eat soon.

Aril's desire was immediately tested, because on the table had served food. Rice complete with side dishes. Apparently Dara prepared it all, when Aril was bathing earlier.

"Eat first, Mas!" tawar Dara, while moving the rice into the dish, then gave it to Aril.

A moment later, they had been engrossed in enjoying the food on their plates. They both enjoyed the dish.

There was not much they talked about after they finished eating. Moreover, Dara also immediately passed from the room, carrying dirty furniture, and immediately washed it.

The sleepiness that attacked made Aril unable to resist breaking down. He returned to lay his body on the bed, shortly afterwards, the sound of his snoring was heard.

****

A pinch shocked Aril, although not painful, but caused pain.

In the past, Aril often felt such a pinch. Sometimes it makes him laugh. Moreover, if he managed to tease the person who pinched him.

A typical pinch of someone he loves very much. A mother who left him. Leaving Aril for good.

But why is the pinch now felt Aril again?

Dream ...?

Aril's eyes looked at his left thigh, the spot where he had been pinched.

"Ac.www ...!" Aril screamed, as he felt a harder pinch on his right thigh. He nodded and woke up from his sleep. It turns out Aril was just a dream.

His eyes were staring at the right thigh, there was something there. Like pinch marks that leave a bluish-red color.

"Mother?" Aril mutters. The mother's face is depicted in her memory, a loving face. The longing for his mother suddenly came to possess the heart.

Now Aril's mind wanders to a time, while still with his mother. The most beautiful times of his life. For a moment he was dissolved in the shadow of the past.

Just moment. Because, a moment later, Aril's ears caught the voice of people like they were talking. However, it is unclear what they are talking about.

Aril sharpened his sense of hearing, but the voice remained unclear.

Aril's eyes point to the source of the sound. That's when he realized it was night. Seen from the dark light peering through the ventilation.

This room is now only illuminated by the light of the lights hanging in the attic. The light bulb looked strange, unlike anything he had ever seen before.

Aril realized that he had been asleep for quite a while since last afternoon. So where is Dara? Has Sarwo returned home? There is a tickling desire in Aril's heart, to know the whereabouts of the person.

Aril got off the bed, rushed out of the room towards the living room. His steps suddenly stopped, when he heard the voice of Mr. Sarwo.

"Before the ujud looks like a resident of this village, prevent first so that he does not get out of the house."

Ujud ... villagers?

Aril asked in his heart, when he heard what Sarwo had just said. He felt astonished, and became curious about what Mr. Sarwo said.

Aril put his head against the wall, then put his ear there. He wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation. Aril is sure, that what Mr. Sarwo is talking about is himself.

The question was from Dara. Means now Mr. Sarwo is talking to Dara.

"Not long. You will keep trying for me, son." There was a soft tone of Mr. Sarwo when he said that sentence.

Aril looked for a crack in the wall, wanting to look into the living room. Aril's eyes peeked out from a hole as big as a nail.

The light in the middle room, enough for Aril to see Dara and Pak Sarwo clearly.

Dara facing the back room, Dara's face and front are clearly visible to Aril from the hole gap. However, Mr. Sarwo's body only visible behind it.

Aril's forehead wrinkled when he saw the head of Mr. Sarwo. He felt strange about the shape of the head.

How Aril doesn't feel weird. Because, the shape of Sarwo's head is not like the head of him and Dara's head. Even the shape of the head of Mr. Sarwo does not resemble a human head usually.

Who is that man? Is he really Mr Sarwo? His voice was exactly like that of Mr. Sarwo. Why is his head different?

What kind of creature has such a creepy head? Why didn't Dara feel afraid to be with him? Inner Aril wondered.

Maybe because of thinking about the fear that exists in Dara. Resulting in that fear, it approached Aril. The feather on his back stood up immediately.

"Hiiiiiyyy ...!"

Aril shudders. But at once the fear was lessened, when Aril remembered that Dara was a woman.

Women are not afraid. Masa, Aril scared? Aril is a man. Impossible that, impossible fear! Inner Aril amused himself.

Aril pinched his hand, wanting to ascertain whether this was real or just a dream. It turned out that there was pain that he felt, meaning this was not a dream.

It was also possible that the events he had experienced earlier were not dreams either. Maybe Dara lied to him.

Where am I now? Such a question re-emerged in Aril's heart.

His eyes swept across the room, checking in with the details of the suspicious parts. A place where he had heard voices, and saw a shadow.

Who knows, under the dim light of the current lamp, it was experienced again. Events that Aril thinks are real, but only dreams according to Dara.

Same ....

Nothing different, it's real. He was still in his original place, a place that was mysterious and full of question marks.

Aril moved towards the door of his room, and watched the window, then observed for a moment. There was curiosity in his heart, wanting to go back to see what was outside that window.

Want to research carefully, who knows by paying attention to the circumstances outside the house, he can find out in what area he is currently in.

Before his feet stepped, there was another voice of Mr. Sarwo from behind the wall. Aril undoes his intention, and decides to eavesdrop again.

"Enough once again he bathed with a concoction that Mr. concocted, after which all would be perfect. He'll see all the creatures that are here, like human beings. And vice versa, all the creatures of the jinn will see him with genie ujud."

After saying, Mr. Sarwo looked down again, staring at a small basin, in which there was water and some leaves.

The basin was located on the floor, between Mr. Sarwo's two knees sitting cross-legged.

"Jin?" muttered Aril slowly.

Aril's heart trembled, a little he began to understand what exactly was happening. It turned out that he was currently in the Jin village. Maybe he got lost, stranded, or whatever his name was, which led to him being here.

"What about me, sir? Will I see him with ujud jin as well?" ask Dara.

"No, Son! You will still see him in his original form, because most of you are the same as him" replied Mr. Sarwo.

"After the treatment was completed, he was free to roam the region without anyone suspecting. But one thing you need to remember, never tell anyone about this!" continued Mr. Sarwo, who asserted by Dara.

Hearing the conversation, Aril can confirm, that he is currently in a realm, which is not the same as his world.

This is another world, a place of living visible beings. Created by God called Jin.

Means Mr. Sarwo is a genie, deserved he can change ujud. But, is Dara also a genie? If so, why is her face still beautiful, not turned ugly like the face of Mr Sarwo?

Or it could be, some of Dara is a jinn, and some are human.

What kind of creature is that? Did God create half-human and half-Jinn? Questions arise in Aril's heart.

"Now you prepare food for him! He'll wake up soon. After eating, do not forget to drink the potion to him! Soon his health will be perfectly restored. Tomorrow have him take a bath with this potion! After he completely recovered, then must be the first father to remove it from the front door. After that, he'll be free wherever he wants to go."

Hearing Mr. Sarwo's words, Aril rushed back into the room, and immediately lay on the bed, then he pretended to sleep.

Aril was grateful in his heart, because it was awakened due to the pain in his thigh. Sort of like a pinched mom.

The mother's pinch seemed to have awakened Aril, until he heard what Mr. Sarwo and his son were talking about.

***Thank you to all mothers. Your body is matchless.*

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