Secret Alit

The Manten Group - Part 4

"Neek.. later tonight continued the story of Wani's grandfather and Wedi's grandfather, well," whine.

Although never met directly with the two cousins grandfather, but his story makes me seem familiar with them. Grandma told me about a memorable moment when grandma was together in a group of manten escorts. In this story I call him Mr. Wani and Mr. Wedi.

One morning, papa heard me ask grandma to continue the story. Papa came out of his room and chatted.

"Mommy got a story of beautiful moments?" ask me while looking at my grandmother.

Apparently papa also liked to flash back his childhood before moving to the big city. Despite having moved during school holidays, papa often visits the small town where his grandparents live. The beautiful atmosphere of the trees is quite fun for the play area that uses physical in a large area.

I was always carried away by the atmosphere once including mystical events that marked life in his era. Apparently papa tried to recall the story of the two and sontak granny response.

Mama was also impressed with the two men when she joined a group of mantens outside the city who happened to pass through a haunted forest. At that time many people were comforted for a moment from the tension due to the actions of Wani who was whining.

Once, a serious and stingy Wedi was even told to prepare various kinds of sajen until dizzy had to spend money outside the planter But, Wedi still obeyed his cousin's will.

"His nature is indeed 'clop', one is happy guyon and another is serious."

Grandma looked at me and both of them smiled.

"Ooh.." Papa often heard people talking about the two people. They get along very well even though Mr. Wani often mocked to make Mr. Wedi annoyed but not long they make up again.

When you remember Wani and Wedi, you remember my childhood. At that time, there are still many haunted areas so it takes courage but the coward will be a joke.

Though someone who is afraid is actually pity but while people laugh.

The wall clock shows seven o'clock.

"Alit want papa anterin to school, mumpung still enough time before nganter mama?

"Alit with Arlo, pa".

" Tumben Alit hasn't left yet?

" Today the first hour is empty, Arlo is the same so it can be together".

There was Arlo's motor. This time Arlo picked me up at home because it was leaving a little afternoon.

Arlo came in and greeted everyone at home, there was a grandmother, papa, mama and Luni's sister who was working in a group.

After a moment of chatting, papa and mama say goodbye to grandma and leave for the office.

That Thursday, Arlo and I went home better. Arlo stopped by the house. It just so happened that grandma cooked presto fish and the three of us had lunch together.

After lunch we talked together. Arlo is less interested in ghost stories. He read books and I was chatting with Wani's grandfather and Wedi's grandfather. Grandma remembers Wedi's grandfather's positive attitude. Although whining but calm and trying to keep others not panic.

The incident in the forest reminded the grandmother of his positive attitude, for example, when Wani's grandfather met a figure disguised as a mother to trick the child to want to be invited to wander with the wewe but Wani's grandfather kept it a secret. Grandpa Wani keeps Grandpa Wedi from panicking.

It is said that many people believe that wewe is just a myth but many people are also convinced of the existence of the child kidnapper. Mr. Wedi is one of those who believe that wewe are all around us. While Mr. Wani who considers it a myth even witnessed the presence of the figure of the wewe.

While people also interpret the appearance of the wewe to remind parents to take care of their children. If parents abandon them, they will be kidnapped.

Wewe gombel in the story circulating is a figure who targets children who are abandoned to breastfeed.

The figure was a large-bodied woman with***** large full of milk for her kidnapped boys.

"Huh.." Alit jolted. I just heard the figure in the myth in detail. Arlo who was reading a book also listened to the story of grandmother.

"You can draw local wisdom from the story that is considered a myth".

When Wani who was just joking then taken seriously by him.

"Mr..Turning on the story of the incident in the forest, is the woman who was seen leading the two boys is the wewe yah?” Grandma only answered him with a smile.

"Mr...It's okay to buy a snack at Arlo's, yeah?"

" Yuk.. Anterin I'm going to the grocery store."

" Ok."

Arlo and I went to get some snacks. Arriving at home the clock shows at four o'clock past. Arlo came in and I took an orange iced for him.

" Nih ... drinks, I watered first yah".

"Mr..grandmother". Grandma rushed to the front porch to approach me.

"Sir, the moon orchid already has flower buds".

"Mama must love bangeet".

I'm really happy too. I want to get sucked up by Luni. The flowers are my treatment.

Brother Luni will stop teasing me. When sister Luni was busy I had taken care of her orchid to produce buds.

Caring for plants is not just fed with fertilizer and watered although it is very necessary for plants to live healthy. But caring for plants must also be with the heart, loving and sometimes greeting it.

"Their mood is again flowering ".

Without me realizing Arlo was watching me.

" I'm glad to see these two orchid plants flowering" I said, looking at her.

"I'm saying goodbye" said Arlo as he stepped inside to say goodbye to grandma.

I rushed to the kitchen and completed my routine tasks. That night I had only two grandmothers.

"Mr. Alit experienced a creepy incident in the alley leading to the house".

"It turns out in the park that it was a really big night. Even though in the morning looks beautiful there is no impression of serem."

Grandma just smiled, probably already knows my direction. Grandma was indeed sensitive to the figure of a delicate creature in the garden. I was in a very foreign mood and Grandma pulled me back until I could go back home again.

Although familiar with the complex garden environment but not only once I was disturbed by ghosts.

"One time I was escorted by Arlo but just got to the alley, the bike broke down because the tires were deflated".

I walk because I'm not far from home. But my mind just glared at the ghost figure to the point of being so scared. When I got home I saw the wall clock and the incident in the park was not up to twenty minutes but in a state of fear as if the time was slow.

“Hii...hiii , hair sitting stands up to the weight of bangeet... stepping”.

“Nek, Alit up goosebumps and ga strong step up past the banyan. But suddenly looks coconut fruit resembles a white powdery face mask”.

Even though on the same day in the morning Alit did not feel the least bit scary and even looked funny but in the afternoon it was as if the coconut fruit was in the form of a masked face.

Grandma listened to my story about the tree in the complex garden. I did feel relieved after bringing out the uneasy experience.

I think fear is also formed because of confused thoughts.. So a person is afraid to enter a haunted place not only because the area is rarely encroached on by humans such as forests but also the thought of being upset for example fear will add to the awesomeness to make him imagine the ghost actually appears in the forest surrounding.

“Waduh....how to get rid of that fear?"