The After I Die

Panic in the Rain

“Pak Mursa died!?” A shrill voice accompanied by the sound of broken glass could be heard, the woman fell on the ground, her hands scraping through the broken glass, making a gaping wound in her hand.

“How is it, Ni?!” Sada came with breaths, sweat mixed with rain water soaked his body, his face was as white as paper, the villagers arrived anxiously.

“Shouldn't there be no more terror, Ni?!” Barka made a sound, the man was still carrying the fruit basket, he looked at Ni Lewun with accusing eyes, between disbelief and disappointment.

The only person they trusted the most in this village was Ni Lewun, the village healer. If it wasn't Ni

Who else did they ask for protection from?

Villagers began to rumble in front of Pak Mursa's yard, frightened, the corpse of Pak Mursa has been lowered and ready to be buried, only the rain that increasingly heavy makes them forced to postpone it. Ms. Mursa sat on the porch with an empty eye, not caring about the surrounding shoes.

“Already, already.” Sada calms the citizens, if it continues like this Ni Lewun can be a target

citizen rage.

Ni Lewun was helped to stand by Sada, her hands were trembling, her face was no less pale, she was sitting on the terrace

dusty, staring one by one the villagers who looked at it with anxiety, they had the same fear, if there are still people who die in this horrible way, like this, it means the undead terror is not over.

“That means, Grandma Niba is not her queen?” A resident with a wide green umbrella shouted from behind

the crowd, his words suddenly made the citizens more panicked and feel guilty.

“We kill innocent people?!”

Sada who was standing near Ni Lewun snorted. “Not necessarily, old Grandma is immortal, maybe she is

not dead at the ritual yesterday!”

Residents began to talk again, some justify Sada's remarks and support Ni Lewun, some began to feel they could no longer trust Ni Lewun.

“Padahan some nights we're safe.”

“True, the bells also no longer ring.”

Ni Lewun hurriedly looked up and looked at Sada, she only realized something very important now. “Eda! Find Eda now!”

The bells are very vital in this village, three days. For three days there was never again that sound

heard, the figure of the young man was not seen anymore, the residents and Ni Lewun thought because the village was safe then the task of Eda ended.

Without the bell guard, the village is not safe. The undead will just appear without anyone realizing it.

Sada frowned confusedly, he wanted to ask what Ni Lewun meant, but looked

the woman who still looked trembling and pale, she undoed her intentions, without any pleasantries she ran towards the house of the bell keeper.

“Why Ni? What happened?” People ask confusedly.

Ni Lewun got up and stood on the terrace, he held his staff and took a deep breath, his eyes glaring at the sky, staring at the bell tower that stood firmly in the middle of the village.

“If the bell guard disappears, we are all in danger.” Ni Lewun tapped on his wand, “I didn't

know if he's that strong, yesterday's ritual failed.”

The villagers who gathered in Pak Mursa's courtyard were shocked, no doubt they became more and more panicked and

terrified. If a person as great as Ni Lewun could fail, what about

them? They will become undead sooner or later.

“Then, Ni. We just stay locked ourselves after dusk like we used to ‘kan?” The green-robed people in

Rinai the rain began to enter their hearing, the longer it was getting heavier, yet there was not a single citizen

who intended to move from his place, for them the trembling and shivering from this cold was not comparable to the fear that ensnared their lives in this village.

“The problem is not that simple.” Ni Lewun seemed to be thinking hard, his eyebrows clinging to each other, his body

bent and propped up the only support stick.

Dayuti, who was sitting not far from Bu Mursa, looked at the woman, but he was sure it was, if the cleansing ritual

yesterday's village was successful, he witnessed everything from beginning to end, from the small fire that burned and devoured Grandma Niba to ashes, the man was dead, his body was gone.

Did Ni Lewun make a mistake?

The sound of running footsteps came from a distance, Sadasatang in a hurry, his clothes were completely wet, the trembling legs were standing before Ni Lewun.

“How?” Ni Lewun did not wait for Sada to neutralize her breath, she immediately asked expectantly

anxious.

Sada shook his head, the citizens immediately fell silent.

“Say!”

Sada gulped, he looked at Ni Lewun. “She disappeared, her whole house is the same as here .. Plenty of black water everywhere, flooding the floor.”

Ni Lewun sat back down, the stick rolling to the floor, rubbing his face violently, he groaned with

despondent.

Dayuti heard it all with her body getting shivering, Eda disappeared, if Kina found out, what would she do? His friend was already stressed by the death of Nukas and now, Eda disappeared, it is likely that his friend will also become a corpse when found.

Kina's going crazy.

No, everybody's going crazy, this is how many times people have been killed in almost the same way, killed

hanging, dead at the bottom of wells and lakes, waiting until how many more people will die? Sooner or later not only Eda became a corpse, Kina and she herself would die horribly like this.

“It's okay, Ni. The duty of the bell guard will be taken over,” said Sada after a long time he remained silent

listening to the panicked people.

Ni Lewun shook her head, smiling bitterly. “You won't be able to shoulder that responsibility.”

“What do you mean, Ni?”

“The bell guard must be the direct descendant of the village elder. They are not random people.” Ni Lewun snorted, He picked up the stick and stood up, approaching Bu Mursa who was still sitting while hugging the rice bushel, he slapped her until the woman fell to the floor.

“We must find the traitor.” The woman looked one by one at the villagers with eyes

cold, making the citizens start shuddering in horror. “If it is true that the old woman is not his queen, it means he has followers and he is among us.”

Everyone looked at each other and gulped. Ni Lewun took the knife that had been stored neatly behind his back, removing it from the handle.

The grains of rain falling from the sky showed no signs of stopping, growing increasingly, as if

supporting the words of the physician, the water pooled and muddy, the trees surrounding the village swayed in the wind, a young woman peeked behind a large tree with a black hood, her nails clawing at the trees, and her nails were clawing at them, his almost blue lips continued to mutter.

“Lying .. lying ... liar woman ...”