Misty Soil

Come close

Inside that quiet-looking house, Aaron shed tears. He postponed the scheduled departure to go out of town to take care of the company. The luxurious room was disheveled, she missed her little family so much. Aaron hugging old picture frames can be seen with his husband and son.

For some reason his heart today was not calm, eyes as moist as weeping could not stop breaking. Wet wipes were strewn everywhere, she cried and grabbed a cell phone.

Herman's number that can't be contacted makes him more upset. He remembered once, his son would give news when he got there. However, it had been a few days he was waiting for news of the child alone.

“Bi Inah! Bi!” call Aaron.

“Ya non?”

“Bi Inah, quickly call Mr Denis to prepare the car.”

He decided to go to the area. Preparation to pack brings some goods and all necessities. On late nights long trips occasionally see google maps as directions. Suddenly the internet connection on the screen is cut off, Deni pack confusion when when the vehicle stops at a crossroads.

“Non, no signal in this area. Which road should we choose?” ask Denis.

“Aw! Try to turn the direction. I saw there was housing when passing through the down-and-down” road, said Harun.

“Good non.”

Mr. Denis thinks that he didn't see any houses that Aaron said were in. It had been about fifteen minutes, Aaron noticed only a line of trees. The light shone on the crossroads they had just passed. It was as if they had returned to the starting point before turning the bow. Aaron frowned, now he only realized the place he was headed proved to be in accordance with the story that circulated.

Morning is not as beautiful as the horizon hill that stretches as wide as the eye can see. Aaron pressed his dizzy head, he could not fall asleep at a glance staring at the dead end. They decided to return. He was not too reluctant to believe in the mystical thing now heading to the address once given by one of the company employees.

“Finally get out of this region. I thought I would get lost and become a street man” murmured Aaron.

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The campus tasks are neglected, their numbers are dwindling and event after event befalls every day. Sandika, Herman, Arya and Beben discuss to find the best solution to all their problems. Life must go on, schools will not wait for the task that depends or graduates delay the results of their achievements for the benefit of one's personal problems.

“The first step is to complete this observation task in the shortest time later after we find news from Gama, then we will return home” soon said Sandika.

“But I heard from the maid that Gama has been taken by supernatural residents in that place” said Beben.

“I refuse to believe what he said!” firmly Sandika.

“If in my opinion, I agree with what you said just now San. But how do we run back the task while Mr. Babat is still busy helping the Mbah and other citizens” said Herman.

“I will convey this to the Mbah after you all agree with my opinion.”

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...A ghost figure that never bothers residents and very rarely shows its form is now approaching a man who is always in wait every day....

...-murga-...

Cloudy seeding when the two are now looking at each other. Sandika saw again the ghost of the firefly bearer, she did not turn her eyes when the demon ghost in white clothes Murga got closer.

“Sandika” call Murga.

Step following the figure of the apparition towards the misty Lake. Murga dribbled onto the giant rocks, both of them stopped glancing at the bead eyes Sandika noticed for a very long time. Murga smiled, she slowly lowered her cold and pale hands touching Sandika's.

“Sandika, I see you as a different figure. When the time I can return to being half-human, I will never forget the happiness of today” said Murga slowly smiling.

The figure of the man just fell silent, he felt the ghostly figure did not want to hurt or shackle him. They were still clasping each other until the sound of screaming from one of their friends. Sandika turned to answer Arya's call, then the figure of the supernatural woman pulled a hand and disappeared in an instant.

“Oi, Sandika! Where are you?” yell Arya back.

Arya saw him suddenly present from behind a lush tree then she pulled her friend away from the edge of the lake. They returned to the house of the lightning-fast Mbah, Arya pulled Sandika's hand even to let some of her writing tools fall because of a great hurry. From the front of the house, many people have come. Yellow flag is attached. Pandan leaves are sliced and various supplies for the deceased. The sound of crying Mbah Fatma hugged the remains of Mbah Baron.

“Innalilahi wa’innailaihi rojiun.”

Sandika rubbed the Mbah's back, she followed the condolences for the departure of Mbah Baron. The dripping raindrops could no longer be covered by the nearby Students. A deep sense of regret blamed themselves for it was as if the arrival of those who brought misfortune in the village. Someone who was in the elders in the primitive village was no longer making the residents become worried considering the way of his tragic disappearance.

Moments ago finished seeing the maid, the old man who looked healthy in his old age breathed his last with bulging eyes and a trace of giggling on his neck. Many say that the Mbah was exposed to supernatural disorders due to violating the rules and conditions said from the buyer. There are others who argue that the Mbah got a supernatural attack because it forced to take one of the students who could not be saved anymore.

Mbah Fatma fell unconscious, his condition looks very critical so Sandika asked the help of the surrounding residents to take him to the health hall.

Wind bikes to carry the Mbah over rocky roads will only slow down time. They took him on a stretcher. Sandika's other friends accompany her occasionally return the gazes of the citizens looking angry with them.

“Hey city boy, I suggest you immediately leave this village!” said Mr. Edi who could not stand his anger.

“Have restrained yourself! the maid is behind us” whispered Mr. Kam.

Residents questioned in their minds why the man in the blangkon hat appeared there. There was a burning smoke burning on the container he held in his left hand.