TRAPPED IN THE MAYIT VALLEY

CHAPTERS 107. A DIFFERENT FOREST

The more it goes inside, the narrower the road becomes and the less it looks like a road that humans are used to. The schine tree is bigger and denser than ever before.

And finally the car stopped at the end of a dead end, because in front of us it was a dense forest with trees that were different from when we started to enter the forest area.

In the morning, but here the atmosphere is dim, in addition to the fog that makes our view can not see clearly, also because of the density of the trees that are here.

“Now we have to walk from here mas and mbak” said Pak Kus while turning off the engine of his car

“We walk to where sir?” ask Novi

“To the front then turn left again, later after meeting a very large tree, we turn right. Well there is a very narrow and shallow river path, and, we can pass there to get into the village”

Actually I want to protest with the path we are going to pass, instead of the usual road there is a bridge, why must be hard to find this rather strange path.

But let it be, Mr. Kus who knows the path around here, let him lead us into the forest.

The smell of wet soil and rotten leaves indicates that the forest we passed through was a virgin forest, at least rarely or even no one who walked through here.

Mr. Kus walks in front of me, behind me Novi and Ivon, we don't talk at all, because maybe it's busy with each other's thoughts.

The deeper this forest gets busier and darker, the fog here is also thicker than before.

“That in front there is a very large tree, later we turn right, not far from there later there will be a river that separates this area with that village” said Mr. Kus

No one answered, I was lazy to ask, because it was true, not far away then there was a very large tree with many leaves…

I know this tree, a banyan tree, strangely there is also a banyan tree among the red mahogany forest. Right what Mr. Kus said, then we turn to the right.

After turning to the right this atmosphere of the forest was more different than before. I felt an increasingly mystical air, as if we were entering a place more haunted than haunted.

But I still follow what Mr. Kus said, as well as the Novi and Ivon who are behind me.

Nine o'clock in the morning, the sun should have been quite hot, but not in this forest.. Sullen, the stench of leaves and the stench of carrion.

Yes, the smell of rotten carcass, I began to smell the smell of rotten carcass, whether it's a rat or an animal, or it could be a human.

“Eh mas Wildan, does not smell the carcass of mas?” ask Novi

“Iya Nov, but if this is the way to get there it is not a problem Nov”

Until after about an hour walk from when we started walking, finally Pak Kus stopped.

“Where's Pak Kus?”

“We are almost until the children.. in front of us this is a river that we can cross” replied Mr. Kus without looking tired at all”.

But I didn't see the river at all, what was in front of me was a fog that was getting thicker than before, not visible to the river.

There was also no sunlight that managed to penetrate the shade of the trees around here…

We are in a very different area than before.

“Eh where is sir Kus?” ask Novi

“Just in front of us this river, here we can cross without having to pass a bridge like there it” replied Mr. Kus without looking at us

“Is it safe if we cross sir?” ask Novi again

“Aman mbak, I've been here twice by mbak, there is nothing at all” replied Mr. Kusno

Until here I felt something strange, and the strangeness I did not feel before. But I don't know what weirdness I'm feeling right now. It feels like all this is weird.

It feels like I, Novi, and Ivon are following something that is not well intentioned, but it is not good for us to come here, killing anyone who is in front of us.

I began to realize that when we were on our way here, the dark and stinky wet forest, the sometimes sharp smell of carrion was sometimes gone…

But it's just my feeling, I can't see with my own eyes what's here.

“Let's cross that river.. Later we will reach the village that you want to come to” said Pak Kus then walked again

“Do not we should be close to each other sir, in accordance with what you previously said?”

“Iya mas Wildan, we must be together and do not part, because we are getting closer to the death”

“What sir....death!”