Mystery of the Remote Village

MDT(7) Stories and Recognition

Dusk came in welcome with an orange-colored sky that was rampant in the sky, as the sun slowly began to sink from the end of the beach.

The residents of the crowd walked in tandem to one of the beaches located right behind the mountains that are not far from Rara mbok house.

This time Hersa did not go on his bike, with his three friends he walked in the footsteps of the residents who led the way ahead.

Bude Ningsih was ready to harvest the prickly pandan with his flagship knife, a knife he always kept well.

While some residents are on standby to bring a container for the pandan later, this activity is always done routinely every Thursday dusk.

Performing worship on the beach by presenting some special foods that will then be eaten together as an embodiment of gratitude for the blessings they get from the rich sea of benefits.

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After completing the ceremony, Hersa and her budenya have arrived at their home.

Bude Ningsih was busy putting the thorny pandan around the hut, while Hersa was busy with her own thoughts.

Hersa actually wanted to tell her what she had experienced at school this afternoon, and she also wanted to stop school to help her budenya just take care of the rice fields.

In fact, his main goal was because he was afraid to meet the creepy teacher, would anyone feel at home if he had such a creepy teacher?

Bude Ningsih, who was aware of Hersa's silence, began to put a prickly pandan in a container and turned to sit in a chair without a sliver right next to her beloved niece.

"Why, son? From there?"

Hersa only smiled at a glance to answer his bud questions, from the look of his eyes can bude Ningsih make sure his favorite nephew is bearing a burden that he wants to convey but he can not just say.

"What's the problem at school?"

"If Hersa says she wants to quit bude school, okay?"

At first glance Hersa could see her bud face changed in the blink of an eye, the wrinkles on her forehead already seemed to be printed clearly.

"You're at enemyin temen?"bude again

"How does Hersa story, Bude certainly will not believe the same story Hersa"

"Not told you that yet, son?"

Hersa breathed a heavy sigh after finally telling her everything she had experienced lately, starting from the heart where Anin's spirit appeared and took over Acik's body, until the swirling teacher who killed the spirit of Anin who is now a new teacher at his school.

Beyond Hersa's expectations, Bude Ningsih seemed to listen to Hersa's story without cutting her words.

Even Hersa had thought this budenya would surely laugh at the story.

"Why not tell me from the beginning, son? You must have been so scared all this time?"

Hersa was comfortable with the warm embrace given by this bud, her heart was a little relieved because it had told her about it with her budenya.

"There used to be a lot of sightings of flat-faced ghosts in a large tree near the forest, because that tree was given a white cloth."

"There used to be a shaman named Ajif who put the cloth up, because the spirit was full of anger, if the cloth was released then the spirit will give his revenge to the villagers," continued Bude Ningsih

Hersa was a little surprised by the confession of Bude Ningsih, was it because of Hersa's mistake on that day Anin's spirit so disturbing him?

Was it because Hersa took off the cloth that day?

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