
That morning in Sumber Kencana Village.
A chicken trader was just about to go to the market in search of sustenance, but he suddenly collapsed. His wife cried out in panic, because from the husband's mouth, came out a disgusting green liquid that was very smelly.
“Wah, why is this husband, Bu?” ask a neighbor who happened to be passing by.
“No idea! Suddenly this is! Please, please my husband!”
The residents immediately crowded in the front yard of the chicken merchant, but unfortunately they could not do much. The chicken trader was not saved, because even just eating less than a minute, he died immediately.
The chicken merchant's wife screamed in anger and shock. He remembered the rice he cooked at dawn. It just so happened that she hadn't eaten, so maybe her husband had the rice poisoning.
“Pasti rice! My husband must have been rice poisoning!” scream that woman.
Residents immediately headed to his kitchen, checking the chicken merchant family's rice sack, but the rice looked normal. Even the best quality, because the chicken trader is classified as a successful person in the village.
Allegedly then headed to the boiled yam that they had eaten together last night.
“But, Mom is okay. If the sweet potato is poisonous, surely the mother also hit,” said a neighbor after hearing the chicken merchant's wife began to accuse Uncle Salim as the culprit of poisoning her husband's crack.
It was a morning that was no less disturbing for Uncle Salim. He was again accused of no-no, even though it has not sold sweet potatoes this week.
“I just returned from Bandung!” said Uncle Salim.
Many people believe and know that. They would not want to accuse Si Dirga as the culprit, because it may not accept his father is now in prison. However, unexpectedly, Dirga was found dead hanging on a mango tree at the edge of the village.
For a moment they thought Dirga was the culprit. I don't know what the young man poisoned. However, Dirga's body was battered. There was even a knife incision in his stomach that was clearly visible from behind his white T-shirt.
“Suicide is not like that,” whispered the residents while goosebumps in fear.
Who is the cock-piercing poisoner and Dirga's killer?
Not until the confusion was answered, during the day they found two teachers who worked at the best public school in the village, who were preparing a farewell party for their students after graduation, after graduation, lying lifeless on the side of the road to the next village. Their necks were slit until they almost broke off.
People thought they might be robbed.
“But, where is it possible?” said one citizen in disbelief.
“Iya, right. What do you want to rob from them?” sahut other citizens.
On the same day, towards the afternoon, they found a Middle School boy who also likes to make trouble, lying lifeless with a charred body. The Junior High boy was none other than Bandi's younger brother, a close friend of Dirga. Bandi goes berserk looking for Deri whom she suspects has done just that.
“What proof am I being accused of this?” deny Deri.
“Yes, because loe is Aditya's friend, and he's Dirga's nemesis!” said Bandi.
The accusations were clearly baseless and one could only separate the two of them. Bandi was instead told to calm down at home by the residents in the meantime. Deri felt bad about the accusations, but the public knew it wasn't her fault.
“There is something wrong in our village,” muttered Pak Bambang.
Until almost midnight that day, already 11 residents of Sumber Kencana Village died in various ways and very terrible. Deri was asked by Uncle Salim to immediately contact Aditya in Bandung.
That's when, the next day Aditya got the news.
Until the next day, villagers who died suddenly in sadistic and mysterious ways were still growing. At least 26 people have died in the village without anyone knowing for sure why and who is behind it.
Indeed, their deaths mostly seemed natural, but some who died without any sign of natural death, making them suspect all of those deaths must have been someone's. It may have been a shaman who was deliberately sent by a former vengeful Mr. Lurah, who is now languishing in prison.
But they can't do anything. There is no evidence for that accusation.
***
At that time, from behind the dark forest on the edge of the village, a mysterious man was engrossed in smoking. He heard people screaming in fear. He even knows some people are trying to find something or someone with dozens of flashlights and torches visible from where he is sitting, but he doesn't care. Even if the police help.
“Come, we're looking for the killer!”
“Yes, we hunt until we can!”
The voices made Takeshi Yobu smile cynically.
“Can what you guys? Hunting people you never realized his presence?” the samurai whose heart was full of vengeance.
Takeshi Yobu or who used to ask to be called Yobu-San was choosing a good location to relax until the next morning arrived. He can sleep soundly wherever he wants without people realizing it, while smoking or even reading a book or maybe he can also brew hot water to cook instant noodles.
“I purposely put it this way until the bastard comes. Until that time has not happened, I will continue to kill innocent people in this unlucky village. Yes, of course, the uncle was also my target. But I have to wait for the right time,” he told himself.
As a lone wolf, Takeshi Yobu does often talk or dialogue with himself like it just happened. And now he does very well while enjoying imagining Aditya's angry face when his uncle is finished right in front of his nose.
“Come on, when did you come? What business has you not yet come to this rotten place, Aditya?”
***
In the helicopter, Aditya relentlessly asks Deri to provide any updated information regarding the state of the village. He arrived that afternoon when the death toll had reached 37.
I don't know how many thousands or even millions of tears have been spilled in his village over the past 24 hours. Now people no longer care about the neighbors around and no one goes out of the house because they are busy protecting themselves.
The boys who liked to play on the village field, that afternoon was nowhere to be seen. The adults who used to be seen chatting or doing activities properly in almost every corner of the village, are now also invisible.
Aditya and Yusi accidentally get off the helicopter in the field of the district office. From that place they were escorted by the car of Mr. Camat who had known Aditya since the case of Mr. Lurah.
Arriving in Uncle Salim's yard, Aditya gets a bad feeling.
“Hopefully my hunch is wrong. Hopefully I can find out soon why these people could die!”
Seriate...