Misty Soil

Looking for Gama

“I still do not think, why do you choose a campus task observation place in this place” said Siti.

“In my view, this place holds millions of charms for its beauty. But not after I jump straight into it. To be honest I also regret” said Beben.

“The most important thing now is to find out Gama and I don't want to deal here anymore” Arya looked back.

It was as if a figure was following until he stopped his steps. The position of the rear-most standing sequence, without realizing his friends had walked far away leaving him. The voice of the woman calling her name. The figure of the foreign smiling woman waved behind the bush with a seductive look.

“Arya, Arya keri” call her.

The hypnotized man followed him. But, the sound of his friends' cries made him realize that he had stopped in front of the forbidden boundary line of the forest. He walked backwards, suddenly his legs were pulled until he fell to hit a rock nearby.

Bughh.

“Stthh, pain!”

“Sister, sister see my other eyeballs not?”

The figure of the little boy in black was holding onto one eyeball. The two broad eyes spewed out blood. Arya was scared to death until she entered the forbidden forest and fell into the abyss. His body slammed, slammed down. That horrible figure was still after him.

Arya endured the pain, she stood up limping running in search of a way out. He remembered once the route of the road even though it had long since left the forest. The steps stopped seeing an old man wearing a hoe staring at him from a distance.

“Ha! Ghost!” his screams.

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The sky was getting dark, they were already exhausted and cold. Until now the village is still not visible. Sandika chose a place to set up two tents for them to spend the night. No bonfires or other heaters. He and Beben were inside the tent facing Siti's tent.

“How is San, now it's Arya who disappeared. If only we did not follow the Siti and wait for news of Gama from the authorities must not happen like this” said Beben sighed long.

“Then, there is nothing to blame. We are obliged to help Siti, is not Gama our friend?”

“Ya.”

Overnight in the forest, the remains of the shopkeeper's amulet were given to Siti. Beben opened the tent slightly, many red spies from behind the trees were staring at him. Similarly, the appearance of a man carrying a hoe, suddenly he closed the tent again. His voice became stuttering unable to convey eloquently and clearly to Sandika.

“Ha_cang_kul!”

“You why the hell?” ask Sandika.

Beben pointed outside the tent, Sandika looked out but there was nothing to see. He also saw that Siti's tent from outside was still safe. The rain that had subsided was used by the man to look for branches that were not too wet under the shady trees.

“San! You don't go far!” shout Beben.

Sandika nodded, she brought a flashlight highlighting the wood twigs. Eve chills, a strange sound she ignores occasionally reciting prayers in the heart. A few twigs fell out of his hand as he saw the figure of a long-haired woman standing before.

“You__” said Sandika.

“Sandika, I have been waiting for you.”

Sandika slowly clasped her hand, she felt the woman's hand was extremely cold. Murga's figure was very happy to feel the warm blood flowing. He scattered more fireflies then flew the man towards the large rocks near the misty Lake.

“Sandika, I never imagined being with you this close. In my long silent nights, I always wait for you in those beautiful strings."

“Who are you really?” ask Sandika.

“I am a shadow that can never have you. Murga."

They were still clinging to each other, the beautiful light of fireflies on a very cold night covered in dense fog. Surrounding it seemed to be a beautiful sight drugging the eyes. Murga brought Sandika back to her place. He also left some dry twigs for her.

“San! The sandika! You been gone a long time? I thought you were disappearing” said Beben.

“No, let's go back to the tent.”

The three of them sat by the burning bonfire. Siti occasionally brushed off her tears then saw the phone screen will picture her with Gama. He asks Sandika and Beben to let him find Gama tonight. He went into the tent to pick up a bag and a flashlight, the woman was already impatiently waiting for the morning.

“Siti, many wild animals in this wilderness. We don't want anything to happen to you. Please be a little patient, we will together look for it tomorrow” Sandika said slowly.

“But, my hunch is not good about him.”

“Siti, I want to tell you the truth that Gama disappeared in the misty Lake”, Beben said.

“Ben! You don't make the mood worse! And for Siti please listen to me, we'll all find Gama after sunrise” Sandika again begs him.

The light of the demonic hooves scattered as if illuminating the tent. Sandika also came out of the tent, before falling asleep she played the pianika while feeling the presence of Murga's figure. In the mind in between her chirp, the Oddity that arises from the question of why she can just quietly listen to the words of the ghost figure.

“What's different about him?” sandika Mummam.

Elsewhere the two Murga brothers find out Murga is staring at a human. They waited for the right time to finish off the man if anything happened to him. The Curse of the Misty Lake will keep going for anyone who comes near and deals in the misty Lake.

Mysteries and old stories are told in the present and the future. The waiters along with other creatures possessed empty souls and dared to approach the sacred place. The figure of the concierge the guide and all the peace in the village is gone. Residents who are increasingly restless have many who lift their feet and move to the opposite village.

Remaining remains the house of the Mbah who is inhabited by Bondan, Man, Kiki and his workers. One of the workers ran to deliver the news of the villagers who moved as well as the tea plantation workers and farmers who quickly brought the harvest.

“Master, all the workers and residents have moved to the opposite village.”

“Basic residents don't know in profit!” bondan shouted loudly.

Stalled work activity makes Bondan decide to jump directly to the command and watch the rest of his men to work.

“Basic employers have no heart, Sawah and plantations of this size where we can do in one day!” whisper one of his members.

“Pak Man, we apologize if you heard my words earlier that offended Mr. Bondan.”

“It's okay. I have an important task for you.”