TRAPPED IN THE MAYIT VALLEY

CHAPTER 35. PAK DIKAN'S HOUSE

C*k…. We go to the house of Mr. Sapudi c***k.. duh Gusti do not let that appear Sapudi….

Broni relaxed once the entrance to the yard of Pak Sudikan's house, but yes I hope that in front of me it is the house of Pak Sudikan not the house of Mr. Sapudi.

 The door of the house made of wood was open, the sound of people chatting with laughter was heard from the yard, but I had not heard the sound of Mr. Sapudi at all.

My friends shoes are lying on the doorstep...you know if their shoes are in front of the door of the house, it means that the floor of the house is not clay….?

Broni had reached the front of the doorway, he took off his shoes before entering the house. While Ivon and I were still about two meters from the front of the doorway.

“Lho where is the theme for Broni?” ask the voice of the old man who I believe is not the voice of Mr. Sapudi

“Eh is outside sir.. “ replied Broni's voice.

I was more and more sure that in it was not Mr. Sapudi who was in my dream, coupled with the floor of the house that may not have been compacted clay anymore.

“Assalamualaikum...” my bro is in the doorway after I take off my shoes.

“Waalaikumsalam” replies to the voice of the person inside it along with the voice of my friend.

“This will definitely want WIldan yes.. Comein.. Want Wildan with Ivon?” said that voice again

“Iya sir... uh I'm Wildan and this one is Ivon...” I and Ivon went inside the house.

It turns out that the floor of this house is not using clay, and not also using ceramic materials, only in the form of cement plaster only.

What I have in my dream is wrong!

I entered the house. There is no table chair there is only a mat that is spread in the room in the house….

The room in this house is different from the one in my dream when I was at the house Mr. Sapudi.

“Mari please sit down son Wildan and son Ivon, but sorry yes, there are no tables and chairs, there is only a mat hehehe” said pak Sudikan which is much different from the one in my dream

Pak Sudikan old and moustached stature, he was short and somewhat skinny, in contrast to Sapudi's big height physique.

“Wil.. Where's gilank?” tanya Tifano whose right hand was holding a boiled banana

“Nggak know Tif, until now he has not appeared, let alone the fog in the forest is getting thick, maybe ojek do not dare to inter, hopefully tomorrow morning Gilank can be escorted ojek to here”

“Where is Wildan...The theme is not here yet?” ask sir Sudikan who I call Mr. Dikan

“True sir Dikan.. earlier I and Ivon waited at the end of the bridge until a long time ago, but no ojek that appeared, let alone the state of the forest there was foggy and dark, and, maybe ojek refused to drive here in that state pak”

“Ya is Wildan's son.. This village is in a valley that is always foggy, this village is surrounded by cliffs from a mountain, so if it is late afternoon gini the fog in the forest has gone down” said Pak Dikan

“And nobody wants to drive up here, they are afraid of getting lost and lost in the fog.. But that's just a myth, son heheheh”

“Come on WIldan and son Ivon, there is warm tea and boiled bananas, well just a village dish heheheh” said Pak Dikan while taking a glass for me and Ivon.

Hmmm just a myth yes.but in my dream the fog can indeed make a man disappear, and what Pak Dikan said was not just a myth.

This house has no electricity, but because of the daytime and the doors and windows are open, the inside of this house is not too dark.

The house is made of wood and very simple is absolutely no furniture except the wide-glazed ancient cabinets… uh but on the wall of this house there are also some old black and white photos hanging.

Maybe a photo of the family mbah mbahnya from Pak Dikan. When I was watching the photo hanging, suddenly Pak Sudikan was already next to me.

“That's my family photos nak WIldan.. From my mothers and mbah-mbah I hehehe, well that's just the wall decoration of this house nak” said Pak Sudikan who was next to me

“Yes sir, the important thing is we never forget our parents and ancestors pak”

We're out of Dikan's house…. The fog that had been thin, now getting thicker ..just like the situation when I was dreaming, this area never escaped the fog.

“Let me drive to my empty house, later there are two rooms, mbak Ivon can stay in the other room.remember do not sleep mixed ya hehe”.

“In this village the rules are simple, just do not do the actions that are forbidden by the Creator, do not do immoral actions, and speak and behave politely…” said Pak Dikan then walked outside his yard

A simple rule, I hope my friend and I can follow it…. Now we must be heading to the house that was back there, the same house that my friend and I were staying in my dream.

And it turned out to be my guess, we headed to that house. But there is something different from the ground that I pitched, this land is not loose and not easy to collapse, the ground here is hard as if there is no cavity under the ground.

Ah it turns out that my dream was just a sleeping flower trying to scare me hehehe.

“This house is my family's house, a relic from my mbah, you can occupy this house on condition that you do not do what I said… anyway as long as there is in this village do not do what I said it was yes”

The door of this house uses a padlock, different from when it was in my dream. Mr. Sudikan opened the door lock, then he entered the dark house because the house window was still closed.

The window of this house is only two and the window flanks the door in the middle, but like all the houses here are indeed all models. Two windows flanking the door.

Mr. Dikan opened two windows, and finally the room in this house was a bit bright, because it was still late afternoon and sunlight could go inside, although the sunlight this afternoon was blocked by the thickening fog.

We were still in front of the house to listen to the explanation about the house we were going to occupy, but from outside here I could see the floor of the house was made of cement as well, he said, not clay like the one in my dreams.

“Oh yes... here there is no electricity yes... because this village is remote and there is no electricity network that goes here, but don't worry, there are petromak lights that you can use”.

“There are two petromak lamps in this house. One for inside the house, and another you hang in front of the house when night comes”

“As I said, this house only has two rooms including the bed, then there are some mats that you can use, and for bathing and defecating, for example, it is located about ten meters behind this house”

“There is a well and a place for bathing and shitting..”

“But remember before you take a shower, you have to draw the well water first…. At the back of this house is a cooking stove, there is already firewood and cookware that you can use to make drinks”

“For lighting to the bathroom and back, there are already public lights that you can use”

“To eat a day, you can go to my house only.. according to what I told nak Broni, to eat you guys can at my house just”.

“Oh yes... There is another abstinence that you must obey, do not go to Sendang Ningrum which is located behind this village. Don't get you there or set foot in that place.. So please understand yes anak” child said Pak Dikan finished with his explanation.