The Empty House

Chapter 19 Shock

Rangga and Sintia finally arrived at Mr. Jono's house. Bu Ratih's body has been brought there to be cleaned and sholatan.

Rangga and Sintia were confused to see the residents making tents and all the villagers spilled there in the busyness.

This is the first time Rangga and Sintia saw the residents clad in royong and gathered in one house as if there was a party there.

Someone is setting up a tent. Someone is cooking in the kitchen.

A mother whispered into their ears.

"Your mother is dead, son,"

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun!"

Rangga and Sintia looked at each other. Their faces froze and were in shock.

Sintia hugged Rangga in an unstoppable burst of tears again.

Her chest feels tight. His world feels narrow. His heart is broken and sad.

"Your mother...hiks....hiks!"

"Prophe Cintia...." Rangga in his heart was actually also sad and broken, trying to be steadfast for the sake of his sister.

Sintia suddenly fainted in shock.

"Sintia....."! Rangga quickly caught him. Her tall small body seemed to be very thin at this moment.

Ever since her mother was often possessed, she became depressed and had no appetite. She also missed her mother's warmth before they moved to the village and experienced strange things like this.

Moments later, Rangga and Bu Bayan splashed water on his face. Everyone was sad to see it. The women did not stop wiping their tears because the calamity that befell the family of Pak Karya was so tragic.

"Mother.." her mouth called her mother's name weakly.

"Look at your mother for the last time. He will be buried soon." whispered Ms. Bayan down to his ear.

Sintia nodded weakly. Rangga led him to his mother who had been bathed and lying down would soon be buried.

"Mom........"

Sintia stood up and whispered into her mother's ear, assisted by Ms. Bayan, apologizing and praying for her. After that his mother was raised and will be buried soon.

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Afternoon

Returning from the funeral Sintia appeared alone on the porch of Mr. Jono's house.

"You haven't eaten since, eat a little" Rangga sat beside him.

Sintia shook her head.

"How can I eat Rangga. I still can't believe that mom's gone. And that in that way. I'm so sad...."

"Eat a little. You can get sick if you don't want to eat,"

"I don't taste Rangga. I don't even know what to do and think about tomorrow. Mother is gone. Dad comma. Just the two of us. What should we do Rangga?"

"Synthia. We're not alone. There are people with us. They're good people. We will definitely avenge all those spirits. But now you eat first huh?"

Sintia still shook her head and refused to eat. No matter how many times there was a gurgling sound from inside his empty stomach since this morning.

"If you don't eat, then I won't eat either!" Rangga.

Sintia finally nodded and did not want to see Rangga sad. Because if he does not want to eat, Rangga also does not want to eat.

Mr. Jono and Mr. Jono, as well as Ms. Bayan and Mr. Bayan look from inside the house while cleaning up some leftovers.

They did not stop wiping the tears that kept dripping saw the two brothers eating with tears that remained on his cheeks due to the loss of their loved ones.

"Pity them huh..pak?"

"Mother....."

Sintia eats only a little.

"Already Rangga.." said Sintia when Rangga would bribe him.

"No...." Sintia turned to the bushes.

Suddenly the sun seemed to be drowning. The cloud covered the entire village. The bright atmosphere instantly turned dark as if night was coming.

"It's like rain, sir.." whispered Ms. Jono.

"Mother.......!" Sintia suddenly walked towards the bushes.

"Synthia! Where are you going?" Sintia did not care about Rangga and continued walking towards the bushes.

Rangga chased after her as Sintia ran as if hugging someone.

"Mother ......." Sintia hugged the air. Rangga and Mr. Jono and Bu Jono who were chasing Sintia were stunned.

"Synthia....." Rangga stood behind him.

Rangga was confused but he soon realized that Sintia could see magical things that could not be seen by him.

"Mother.I miss you so much...." Sintia does not care about others who are astonished by her behavior.

He kept talking to himself.

"Mother..take me with you...."

Sintia felt if her mother's embrace loosened.

It was as if Sintia saw her mother flying higher and higher. Seen from one of Sintia's hands trying to reach her mother's hand.

"Mother...don't go....!"

"Synthea!" Rangga shouted as Sintia suddenly fainted.

Fortunately Rangga managed to catch his body until it did not fall to the ground.

"Sintia...wake up!" Rangga rubbed his sister's hair.

Mr. Jono and Mr. Jono approached her.

"Come with Rangga. Bring Sintia inside. The air's getting cold...."

They then went inside. And at that moment a pair of eyes seemed to be watching from the bushes.

He is Mr. Danar. He smiled and turned around.

Mr. Danar went home and went into the secret room. Over the past few months he has become rich. And I don't know since when he's been doing spirit worship rituals in his room.

Because since there was a secret room, money just keeps piling up in the secret room.

"Ni anker....."

Wusshhhhh

The wind suddenly blew inside the room as if signaling someone's arrival.

"Thank you.you gave me the tumbala! Next time.me and my men won't help you,"

"Well this...does it not take me one year to give the collision again?"

"No. You'll give it to me until next year,"

"Ni's fine...."

It turns out that Mr. Danar used Bu Ratih as his first collision. Mr. Danar who was suddenly asked to fall by Ni Anker was initially confused about who and where to find.

If you sacrifice one village then he is afraid he will suffer the same fate as the next door neighbor. He was burned alive after every three months sacrificing his neighbor as a sacrificial victim.

Every neighbor passed near his house, then the next day will be his target, given food and money and died suddenly.

Over time, people began to suspect. Because every time someone died, one week later, he bought a luxury car unit. Until now in his yard has parked 9 luxury cars. And now the car no one wears it after a while ago the owner died because of the anger of the citizens.

Mr. Danar and the empty house certainly have a relationship. The worship of the sacrificial devil is under the bridge. The bridge is near the empty house. And the empty house is mostly filled with devil's men who have lived under the post for hundreds of years.

And unfortunately the previous owner also died suddenly. But because they are immigrants from outside the city, then no one suspected why he died until the birth of the house was abandoned and became a nest of ghosts.

Now the unnatural thing again happened with the death of Mrs Ratih.