THE LOST VILLAGE

THE LOST VILLAGE
At The Border of the Lost Village Forest



The cold was getting over all of us. All my fellow citizens and friends were already seen shivering from the cold. Danu and Vishnu were wearing jackets.


“Yaa god cold Once pak”


Say to the chairman of custom


The head of adatpun replied while shivering.


“Color we'll soon arrive at border”.


“Iya sir, Cold once it feels”


Say the Vishnu while holding the ladder to the chest


The sound of wind hitting the tree was heard..


Syyyuuuurr.


We are almost to the border, the shady trees and plus the roots that hang down add to the atmosphere of the forest more mysterious. Almost the sunlight can not penetrate the leaves of the leaves of the trees because of the denseness of the forest.


We had to light a flashlight for good street lighting. We saw our flashlight which faintly penetrated the darkness of the forest.


“Dark pocket huh sir ? I'm just like dusk here when it's still morn”


Said the danu to one of the communities.


“I was the first new here deck, just know also as scary as this perbatasanya”


Answer the father who was beside Danu


“Kok feather kuduk cave creeps yes and.?”


Say the Vishnu in front of Danu


“Sama Wis, Cave also”


Answer the Danu


We also walked hand in hand. I'm the adat chairman and some ustdz are in the front position.


While Danu, Vishnu the elders, Mr. village chief and some residents right behind me.


“While reading sholawat yes everything, read it quite in the heart sir or clearly jahr”


Cetus is one of the ustdz behind me


My head looked back and answered.


“Iya ustdz, we better say jahr aja ustdz together sama”


Allahumma Sholli ‘alaa sayyidina Muhammad Wa’ala ali sayyidina muhammad.


The sholawat sounds we read together.


The darkness and the suniness of the forest made our voices clear within the border forest.


Large trees like banyan trees plus hanging roots add to the atmosphere more sinister.


The sound of an owl is getting heard in our ears. Which indicates the forest border with the lost village is getting closer


The Wufff Wuff Wuff Wuff Wuff


The owl sound


In the Javanese primbon owl sound there are several meanings one of which is bad news.


The owl's voice was getting clearer in the ear


Wufff Wuffffff Wufff Wuff


The sound of the owl came back very loudly


“Many owls here ya”


Said the slightly frightened Danu while shivering in the cold


“Risk many owl nelas(here are indeed many owls), based on the crito urang tuo used to be(based on the story of the old man first), and, Dunio kito border with dunio urang tu filled with owl burong (Border of our world and people's world filled with owls”


Said the old man near Vishnu.


He was one of the elders who took me to the border.


It was true, There were owls lined up on the banyan tree, with big eyes while letting out a sinister voice.


Wufff Uwuufff wufff


So many owls, their voices were like they were on the beach when they saw us passing through their forest..


Wuufff wuuff wuuff wufff wufffff


Me, danu and Vishnu always see our left and right trees. Our eyes were always on the owls that were lined up in every big tree that seemed to be greeting us.


“They are greeting us or are warning us sir..? “


“That's what not yet known”


Said the customary chairman while glancing backward right at the elders


“Apoena Sapaan burong owl ko tok(What is the meaning of this owl greeting cake)”


Ask the chief to the elders.


Then one of the elders answered


“Ado that mentioned, burong tu commemorate kito burong to not pass and masok in their forest (Some explained, some explained, That the owl warned us not to pass through and enter their forest) “


Our path is a little dark because of the dim sunlight that can not illuminate our path because of the shade of the tree.


Just a flashlight in our hands to see our path and dozens of owls..


About a few minutes we passed through the dark and sinister village forest.


We finally reached the border of the village forest.


The atmosphere of the border of the village forest with the lost village forest was very dark and frightening.


All the steps were taken in a large tree that was already thickly mossed.


Everything surrounds me.


“Riko.. Now we have reached the last point of our delivery, May you succeed and we very much expect you”


Said the chief custom to me.


“Hmmmmm”


My breath sounds very clear


“Iya pak”


I said while greeting the hand of the customary chairman.


“Ustdz. Please pray for me to always be safe and always in the protection of Allah”


My prayer request to mr. ustdz.


Mr. ustdz embraced me and said


“Iya ko, Our prayers are always with you”


Everyone there also embraced me like a separation with family.


Vishnu and Danu also seemed to cry and could not get the word out.


“Rikoooooooooooo, Lo have to come back again riko, We will not go home if you do not return”


Danu said while crying


“Iyaa koo, Anyway lo Have to be safe until back again and we get together again”


Said the Vishnu who was crying too


“My best friend vishnu and danu. Please pray for me. And take good care of rio's body until I save him”


I said to my two friends Danu and vishnu


The two of them embraced me while crying bitterly.


After everyone gave me advice and messages. They came back together and hugged me and then left me alone near the big tree on the border of the lost village forest.


Vishnu and Danu looked crying as they left me, they once glanced back while shouting.


“Spirit of riko, we are waiting for your arrival”


Waving their hands from a distance.


I also waved my hand to those who were barely seen anymore.


They were getting further and further away from me until they were no longer seen in my eyes.


Now I'm alone in the middle of the forest.


What will happen to me in the future, whether I survive or participate trapped in a lost village and become the victim of a lost village.


If this is my last trip, I hope someone will take my place to help me get out of the lost village.


And I wish I was the savior of the one who was caught by the lost village creature instead of being recaptured by it.


#connecting


What will happen to Riko and how will her journey enter the lost village forest.?


Don't miss the next episode that will terrorize your life.


Jazakallah for a friend who has faithfully read the novel Lost Village