Misty Soil
Oddities
“Aw! How is this mang?”
“We follow only mbok.”
“But the house should not stay, if there are lost items later we are demanded and suspected. Mang, this is crime-prone. If the mbok in living alone there continues to be robbers how? Let the mbok alone who followed madam Rina.”
Workers who have difficulty walking far away are wiping sweat on the forehead. He called out the names of Rina and Cerry. The wilderness, when he reached the border of the forbidden territory he heard the sound of screeches of the figure of forest-dwelling creatures.
When it was night, the familiar sound frightened the villagers. His sightings often tease up to steal small children. One of the seven-year-old children was almost hidden in the forest guard because it crossed the forbidden line. Mang Kurat child can indeed survive from there but he became sickly and had a high fever when the night approached.
“Mrs Rina! Non Cerry!” the mbok tripped over a broken branch of a fallen tree.
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Cerry wiggling his legs sitting on the edge of the foggy Lake. He laughed playing the splash of water onto the figure who was sipping his form from the bottom. Murga's figure returned the little girl's spark with a smile. Passing through a full moon after a big event, he often meditated in the demon cave leaving the well. Just today, Murga is fully in control of the territory of the village, forest and foggy lake.
“My brother is here! Ahahah!” cerry's laughter ran small.
He hides in a tree, bending his legs waiting to be found by Murga's figure. Since that day Cerry has met him more often. The worry of Rina calling out to Cerry, she uttered an Istighfar many times. Her tears were afraid of losing her child.
“Cerry! Cerry where are you kiddo?” call him.
Murga finds out Rina is looking for her son, she flies up to lift Cerry. She smiled while hugging him.
“Silver cheated! Ahahah!"
The ghostly figure originally wanted to hide it until the look in his eyes made him not have the heart to do anything bad. Cerry dropped off near the forest border. Murga flew the dry leaves as she pointed a clue at Rina to follow that direction.
“Cerry! Where are you from, baby! Mama is worried!”
Rina carried behind Cerry, the little boy smilingly waving to the figure of Murga who was on top of the tree. A sweet smile made Murga smile again. They promised to play together again. The mbok rubbed his chest repeatedly, he was grateful to find Cerry and Rina.
“Alhamdulillah miss Cerry meet. The mbok just wanted to ask help villagers.”
“It's okay mbok. Oh yes mbok there is Telaga, good for family recreation.”
“Don't mistress, there's a waiter.”
“Waiting who mbok.”
Horton, koakkk. Waakk.
The strange sounds of forest animals sounded. They speed up the steps back home. The path of the mbok slightly left, his wound torn tripping over the branches of the tree.
“Pelan-pelan course mbok” said Rina.
They decided on the chat about the lake that was asked earlier. Mang Kurat ran in a hurry to help the mbok walk in.
“Let me just mang who treat the wound mbok.”
“Do not let me alone madam.”
Cerry was taken into his room. Lina changed clothes, combed her hair and took her down to the dining room. She prepared a glass of warm milk for him, asking him to let her know if he was going out of the house. He heads to the balcony, tidying up the bonsai flowers by accident finding a picture book.
On the front cover is the name Cerry.
The first sheet contains a simple scribble of a short-haired woman, the other one with long hair looks like she is wearing a very long dress to cover her legs. In the middle of the room was a small child under which the name Cerry was written.
On the second sheet, there is a picture of a man holding a small child. There were two women on his left and right side. Rina's suspicion was thinking whether Sandika betrayed her.
“Who is that woman?” muttered Rina.
“Anah once, the feeling I've thrown it away earlier.”
“Bu! I saw Cerry's picture book?”
“You mean this book dear?”
“Ya ma'am."
“This is whose picture?”
“It's mom, Cerry and sister.”
“Whose sister?”
“big sister temen Cerry.”
Rina's heart is increasingly worried, the figure of the older brother who means his son is related to other women or ghost residents who began to disturb his family?
Scorching sun, flowers falling, roots of dry trees falling covering the path in front of the yard. Cerry playing fun playing doll talking alone in room. Initially Rina thought that the dolls were only as a friend of her child's imagination. He peeked out of the door, the puppet that was right in front of Cerry moved by himself. He opened the door and found Cerry asleep.
Phone calling.
“Mas Sandika, quickly go home mas. I'm afraid to be in this house. Cerry was to Telaga__”
“Halo Rin, your voice is dashed. I'm back in town for a few days. There are important meetings with clients that I need to complete.”
“Mas your voice is not astonished!”
First night at home near the forest.
Rina had a bad dream, she was like a hopeless person unable to open her eyes half-floating depressed legs a figure of a creature whose face was not visible. The sound of screams could not come out, he glared uttering an istighfar stammering his body. Moving to another lam, Rina saw the whole house filled with worms wriggling against the walls and floor.
“arggh! Mbok! Mang Curate!”
He ran to Cerry's room, his son standing on the window, stretching out his arms. Lina caught his body, she patted slowly on the cheek slowly Cerry opened her eyes.
“Mother.”
Rina carried Cerry down the stairs. The power outage made it hard for him to see. Calling his workers. Breaking down the doors and windows startlingly flashed a shadow flying outside.
“Mother I'm afraid. Outside many strange-faced people” said Cerry.
“Don't be afraid darling, there's mom.”
Lina brought Cerry back to the room. Locking the door and the meeting room, Lina lit some candles.
“Mothers want to grab some wudhu water for a while yes, Cerry wait in front of the bathroom door.”
He performed two rakaat prayers. He read the holy verses. Suddenly the strange sounds and disturbances stopped. He stayed up until morning hugging Cerry. The door of the room opened, the mbok woke Rina yan to sleep on the floor.
“Money, wake up madam” said the mbok.
“Mbok Well same pack Kurat last night where?”
“Si mbok at home mistress. The mbok just continue cooking ya”
The strange behavior of the mbok. His face was flat with a blank look. Rina followed the way the mbok entered the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, the invisible mbok that there was only the sound of a lawn mower outside the yard.
