The Groaning From Behind the Grave

chapter 16: The darkness that comes again

BRAGGG!!!

Aryo was slightly startled when he heard the sound of the door slamming loudly.along with the sound of someone's steps accompanied by a shout.

" buuu..., mother.., "the voice of the shout was heard thundering throughout the house. From his voice, it seems that it was a male voice.

The pace was getting closer and closer and then, aryo could see the face of the owner of the voice earlier.

" mom, ma'am, "the owner of the voice who was a middle-aged father dressed in batik, was panting with a pale face.

" mrde arjo, what's going on, sir? " said juno who recognized the figure of the middle-aged man.

" father? so what's this, sampeyan? coming immediately shocked everyone, "noyt nagging bukde maryam to the man he called the father.

It was seen that the man sighed to calm his heartbeat that was pounding so hard, but before long, the man said in an agitated tone.

" mom, damar ma'am, he, "the voice of the father was far from calm. but before long the middle-aged man's character became a little softened when he realized there were two foreign men in his house.

His old face that originally looked very panicked then turned astonished and surprised.

" Sir, this is nak aryo ama nak juno, his friend dinda, they come here to squirm the condition of dinda, "bukde maryam said to her husband who seems not aware of the presence of the two people.

" juno.you and this.., "the man's voice was slightly choked when he saw aryo.

" You're aryo, right? his son alm. Mr. Endang, "guess the man.

" yes sir, I am aryo friend dinda first, pakde arjo, " replied aryo to the man he called pakde arjo.

It turned out that the father was pakde arjo: uncle dinda as well as the owner of the house.

" Sir Pakde thought you were this big yo, "decak pakde arjo with a small smile.

" as you can see, "reply aryo.

But the conversation of the two people different ages, must be interrupted by Maryam bukde.

" sir what was it he said earlier to say something, "between bukde maryam still with an annoyed face.

Pakde arjo slightly jumped when the sound of the maryam bukde resuscitated him about earlier.His old face was calm, reverberated anxiously.

" I-better we talk about this in the living room, " said pakde arjo stuttered.

Bukde Maryam frowned, astonished.What kind of thing was this husband trying to talk about?

" why is that, sir? what was? don't make me afraid ah, " said bukde maryam who is now becoming restless.

" don't have much to say, hurry you, aryo, and juno to the living room, this is very important for me to talk to you, " said the arjo sir with a sharp gaze.

Everyone in the room was shocked to hear the statement from the arjo sir.

" Then you were left alone here, sir? " cetus bukde maryam.

But immediately dinda screeched.

" don't want to bukde, I don't want to stay alone in the room, I want to come with you, " said Dinda pleading.

Pakde arjo breathed a tired breath. He then said.

" yo wis, son aryo please help dinda stand up, then lead carefully to the living room. Quick, I'm waiting for you in the living room, " pakde arjo said as it passed away followed by juno and bukde maryam who had previously helped dinda stand.

In the room, only two people were left, namely aryo and dinda.

" dinda, are you ready? " ask aryo to the woman who looks weak.

Dinda looked at aryo and nodded.

" i'm afraid mas, I'm afraid if the figure comes back and bothers me, " complained dinda back sobbing.

Aryo's hands gently stroked the black hair buds of the dinda.the man tried to give warmth and calm to the woman's heart.

" whatever the figure is din, you must remember, I will always be by your side at all times, at all times, " whispered aryo softly beside dinda's ear.

Dinda smiled at the words, the tears came out.

the woman's heart warms as the words that come out of the mouth of the man she loved so much can slowly calm her from all the fear and anxiety that has been stoning her.

The two men walked into the living room.

" The damar, the head of RT, was found dead this afternoon hanging from the tree in front of his house, "the sound of the arjo pakde was heard echoing in the classic style house.The heat of the sun was burning outside, make the atmosphere in the house feel stuffy and also sultry.

OH, WHATAA!!!

All who were in the living room, suddenly screamed and cried out in disbelief hearing the words of the arjo pakde earlier. gazes of disbelief and also emptiness immediately swarmed to look towards the arjo pakde.

" W-what do you mean? You're not lying anymore, are you? " ask bukde maryam with a trembling tone of fear.His face was pias with empty eyes.

" you speak according to reality, Mom! why do you lie anyway! look there, to the dammar's house, the corpse is still hanging.The cowardly citizens no one dares touch the dammar's corpse, " hard toilet arjo pakde with a softness of emotion in the highlight of his eyes. his lips tight and molar chattering to hold the outburst of anger in his chest.

No one said the pakde arjo. everything fell silent, even with aryo and juno. The two men chose silence, but with minds filled with various questions.

" if the story of the pakde is true, about what factors drove the dhamar sir to do this reckless action, "juno who first asked the arjo pakde. his thin face shrunk slightly as the sharp gaze of the arjo pack rained down on him.

" So far, the residents can only conclude if the death of the damar because it is based on frustration due to the loss of the ratih, his son, " said pakde arjo slowly. his old eyes stared straight at a large figura that adorned the living room.

" But I doubt if that's what prompted the damar to snare his own neck using a rope, " said pakde arjo lirih, "because there are some residents who say, if the death of amber is nothing but to save the life of his son, train" he added.

" what does pakde mean? " now replace aryo who asked with a serious face.

Pakde arjo did not immediately answer.the man in black coffee was silent for a while.but before long, pakde arjo reached into his shirt pocket. He pulled out a piece of white paper, a letter.

" what is it sir? " ask bukde Maryam curious to see the letter.

Pakde arjo glanced at his confused wife, before saying.

" I found this under the tree where the resin hung, after I approached and took it, it turned out that this was a message from the deceased, " said the arjo pakde slowly.

Bukde maryam was shocked. He said in an annoyed tone, "if it's a letter from the deceased, why don't you give the letter to his wife! maybe there is a will or a message from pak damar, " said bukde maryam.

" it's mom, it's a message, but it's not a message for his wife, " said pakde arjo increasingly makes those there confused.

" if not a message for his wife, then for whom sir, his brother? " ask bukde maryam curious.

" for all of us, the villagers of bayan, " continued pakde arjo back.

Seemed surprised look from aryo and the others.

" Pakde means, the letter is intended for all citizens without exception, "guess aryo.

Pakde arjo nodded then said, "right aryo, I think damar will warn us of the great danger that will threaten, a danger that I myself cannot imagine, " pakde arjo said that increasingly makes the atmosphere of the house tense.

" M-arabahaya s-what is pakde? " juno who from the beginning just silently listened, in the end participated in the conversation.

" Let me read the contents of the dhamar's legacy, listen, " said the arjo pakde while opening the shabby letter.

Everything in the room was silent in silence. only the sound of clockwork seconds on the wall and the soft snoring sound of the dinda resting in the arms of the maryam bukde.

pakde arjo began to read the contents of the letter.

...1960, is the time when it all began. The death of a girl became the beginning of disaster for this village. the darkness that has long been buried in the plinth will rise up and spread foul to everyone....

...The dark will come again...

...Sulastri will rise again, and only the blood of the kliwon children will be able to destroy it....

Placing the old iron pakujiwo on his neck.

Signed : damar

After the arjo pakde read the contents of the letter, everyone in the room was silently stunned. no one commented about the snippet of the letter.all were silent with thoughts drowning with the contents of the letter.

" mommy.., " before long pakde arjo said slowly.

Bukde Maryam with a sour face, turned to her husband.

" you still remember the story of our parents first, about a dark story of bedtime, " said pakde arjo veered the direction of the conversation.

" what story sir? I forgot, "get back to Maryam after she remembered.

With a single breath, pakde arjo replied.

" the sulastri curse, "

TO BE CONTINUE