The House at the End of the Road

First night in the village

Gradually Fahmi entered the Rawa village area*****, houses began to be seen on the right left side of the road, just that the distance from one house to another house is quite far apart ,there were large courtyards in every house they passed.

Until by the time they passed one wooden house someone suddenly stood in front of the door without being seen when he came out of his house, the man stared intently at the car that drove slowly past him.

Fahmi stopped his car when he saw some residents walking while chatting

Fahmi got out of the car to greet them

"good night, gentlemen" said Fahmi

but some of the fathers seemed silent while watching Fahmi from the bottom up, so that there was one of the citizens who spoke

"sorry Aden who and where are you going?"

"introduce my name Fahmi, I am the grandson of the late grandfather Brata, the son of his late mother Sinta" said Fahmi introduced himself

"and it was my wife who was in the car" Fahmi pointed out later

"innalilahi wainailaihi rojiun..so Sinta is dead ?" call one of the citizens

"once when I was fifteen years old, my mother died from a fire disaster" Fahmi said

"innalilahi wainailaihi rojiun" said all

"coincidentally Sinta was my playmate when I was a child, he was already my own sister, I am sorry for her death , it is fitting that never came here, so introduce my name Bayu" said a middle-aged man named Bayu

"yes sir, my wife and I intend to stay in this village until the deadline can not be determined, we just got a disaster so want to calm our minds here" said Fahmi

"and you want to stay at your late grandfather's house?" ask sir Bayu

"yes sir "

"do not call father, just call uwa, everyone also calls him so " said Pak Bayu again

"oh yeah okay wa "sahut Fahmi

"but the house has long been abandoned, unkempt ,mending you overnight in the uwa house, there happens to be one empty room ,tomorrow you will go to the house later uwa will send residents to help clean the house, because it is rich nest of ghosts " pak Bayu also felt bad because he was released in speaking

"it's okay wa, the name is also old house unkempt, yes surely anyone thinks it's a haunted house ,but it's okay wa if my wife and I sleep in the house uwa, why not a hassle?" ask Fahmi

"not at all, my wife and I only live together, so my wife would be happy if someone enlivened the house "sahut pak Bayu

"yes already then , we join wa Bayu tonight ,mari wa come with us , it's not good we ride uwa car on foot" invite Fahmi

"well, asiik.bisaik can ride a nice car, next time try, my fathers first yes, assalamualaikum"

"greetings waalaikum ..."

Mr. Bayu seemed excited when riding the car, he was rarely and never felt before,seeing it only on television was also broadcast his usual antenna still use most of his ants.

"waaah "

"yes it's okay, I just come along, salam know sir" said Mika

"do not call sir, just call uwa" said Mr. Bayu who is not comfortable called sir, he gave the call of the pack only to people who are reluctant to have a high rank ,he was just an ordinary farmer.

"oh.all right "said Mika awkwardly.

"oh yes sir, uh uwa, why is this village called Rawa Village *******, is there any philosophy or history ?" ask Mika who can not stem her curiosity

"every place and region must have a story and its history only for the village of Rawa***** this itself uwa do not know very well what kind of history ,because only the parents knew and they refused to tell 'em ,one that uwa had heard he said long before this village was built settlement is said to be said this village is a large swamp ,which was then used as a dumping ground for corpses or carcasses until the water shrank due to the large number of carcasses that were thrown away, eventually the swamp turned into land and village as it is today ,but whether true or not uwa himself also less know , because this story grows from lips to lips without clear origins , it could be just a story of someone just a mere essay, ' he said , Wallahu nature ..only Allah knows "pak Bayu said at length

Not long ago the car stopped in a wooden house that looked beautiful and pleasing to the eye, because there are some ornamental plants there, even though the situation is dark but the beauty can still be seen.

Hearing a voice from outside the wife of Mr. Bayu was out to see who came

"loh it's the same brother who, kok down from the car " murmured his wife Pak Bayu

"assalamualaikum ma'am...introduce them from the city ..." pak Bayu also told who Fahmi and his wife and the purpose of their arrival.

"Oalah.ya already yuk in, this is our house ,ugly hehehe, this is a room for you to spend the night , ' here is a room for you ,and if you are hungry you can just go straight into the kitchen in the kitchen there is a food, boiled cassava germs anyway but it is good enough to odd stomach ,tomorrow masakin mother delicious cuisine ala kampung,do not hesitate to consider your own home "said Bu Asih

"yes ma'am thank you, sorry it's been troublesome" said Mika

Tonight they will stay at Mr. Bayu's house.

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Aaauu.......

The sound of the howl of the coyote makes the night tense, the first night in a foreign place with a creepy atmosphere makes a Mika can not sleep soundly, ' he said ,occasionally he looked at the clock on the phone screen that there was no signal.

BRAKKKIS....BRAAKK....

The wind made the wooden window in the room vibrate to make a noise

Plus the sound of someone like sweeping the ground with a broomstick is also the sound of chicks ceasing to make a sound

"night-night gini kok someone nyapu page, that again the sound of chicks why it's so close it feels "Mika also rise to see it from the window ,however, the sound of a woman's laughter suddenly made her guts squeak, her hair was standing, cold sweat began to pour.

"hihihihi.. hahahaha ....."

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