TRAPPED IN THE MAYIT VALLEY

CHAPTER 54. THE VILLAGE IS CROWDED AND THE RESIDENTS OF THE HOUSE ARE FRIENDLY

Good morning, afternoon, evening and night.

Sorry, I was not updated yesterday, and maybe for the next few days I can not update, but for today's episode I try to force to be updated.

Because I am currently hospitalized with williambooth appendicitis, and the plan is today Tuesday night I will have surgery.

It happened on Sunday afternoon, when my family and I were relaxing waiting for iftar time, about three in the afternoon.

Suddenly my lower right abdomen had excruciating pain, pain that hurt, until the pain penetrated into my lower back.

That week I was immediately taken to the ER of Williambooth hospital for an examination, and it turned out that the indication was appendicitis.

From Sunday afternoon until Monday afternoon I can not do any activities, even though it has been injected painkillers. The pain sometimes goes away on its own, I can only lie in a hospital bed.

The plan Monday afternoon will be done USG to know exactly what I suffered. Why monday afternoon, not Monday morning or afternoon only done USG..

Because the doctor concerned the presence of Monday afternoon, and also the doctor who handled me can only check me Monday night, around nine pm.

Thank God Monday afternoon the pain began to gradually disappear, but I still could not write on the laptop. Monday afternoon I had an ultrasound, and it turned out that what the doctor diagnosed was right, I had appendicitis.

And it was planned that Tuesday at seven o'clock that I had appendectomy surgery that I suffered.

In between I wait for the operating schedule, I try to write for readers who are already faithfully waiting for the continuation of this story.

I ask for prayers from the readers so that the operation will run smoothly tonight, and I get a quick recovery in order to return to writing and activities as usual.

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I opened my eyes and I tried to see clearly who was in front of us.. But I'm still not clear on what I saw.

“Say... Who are you two, and why is it in my house?” ask again but in a more friendly voice than before…

After my eyes are completely open…

In front of me was a rather old man, dressed in neat long sleeves, standing with a woman who was most likely his wife.

The old man's clothes were similar to those used by the corpse in front of the house, the corpse sitting in the front seat of the house, the corpse that walked to the middle of the village and then fell asleep in the field in the middle of the village.

But what was in front of me was not a corpse, but a whole human being!

“Nov, bang Nov..” I rocked Novi's shoulder slender to my shoulder

“Iya.. Is it morning mas?” said Novi who still closed his eyes

“Iya it's morning, let's wake up Nov”

Novi got up and rubbed his eyes a few times. He had not realized that in front of us there were residents of the house who were most likely the bodies I met in front of this ruman.

“Astrichesaaaa!” novi said in surprise and held my arm

“Heh... We are not demons, who are you in my house?” asked the old man in a more friendly voice than before.

“B..who's father?” asked Novi while looking at the flap clothes that the man was wearing

“This is who, I really have to ask you, because it was after we came from the market, you guys were suddenly in my ruman”

“Sorry sir.. What time is it, sir?” I dared to talk to the old man in front of me

“Hmm most likely already at ten, try to see the sunlight is almost in the middle of the sky” replied the father again

“What are you and are you doing in our house?” ask the woman who was with the man

“We do not know sir.bu, because suddenly we are already here sitting in this house”

“Hehehehe this weird of yours...how did you get here without being bannually by the village guard?” ask the old man again

“Eh sir, is there anyone here named Pak Dikan?”

“Heheh no son.. There is no such thing as Dikan here” replied the man

“Eh sorry sir, if the name is sir Sapudi no?”

“Lhoo how did you know Sapudi?.. but he is dead, Sapudi died a long time ago...

“I don't know sir, I was just dreaming….Uh I want to get out of this house Pak”

“Where are you going, nak?”

“I want to cross the river pak”

“You are strange, son, have you rest first, let my wife make wedang first. Rarely do we get guests like you guys here hihi” said the old man

“Oh yes son, whose name are you.  You can call me Mr. Sokranj” the old man said with a smile

I've begun to master fear, I'm sure that Novi and I have traveled through time until they were stranded in the time when the villagers were alive.

“Eh my WIldan, and my friend this Novi, we uh kemi lost sir, we crossed the river and arrived at this house because we do not know where to go”

“Hehehe is right, Wildan, you are not wrong to stop by this house, because if in another house it will be very dangerous for both of you” said Mr. Sokran with a face that I cannot say

“What do you mean by that danger sir?”

“Hehehe no papa nak Wildan, it's here first, it's here, my wife is preparing a warm drink and a little food for the two of you” then the old man whose name is Sokran walked to the door of the house and put up the doorstop of his house

Novi said nothing, as if he was in a state of fear, obviously we were afraid because that person was a corpse sitting in front of the house

“Kok installed bars door pack?”

“For people not to come here son, I would have said people here are dangerous for immigrants like you this”

“How dangerous is sir?”

“Hehehe they will rob, uh but later I will take you around the village, if you walk with me, I guarantee you safe and secure for WIldan”

There was something strange about this person, but until this moment I did not feel what the danger was, I had not been able to see what was dangerous about this person.

The house here is different from when I and Novi entered here, for now this house is a living house, fireplace and various cooking utensils hanging neatly.

There was an old wooden table and chair, and the table and chair were in the middle of the room.

It's just that I feel like there's something wrong with this guy, I feel like there's something terrible here.

Mr. Sokran's wife is brewing coffee, the smell of village coffee is very savory and delicious.

“Monggo nak WIldan and nak Novi.. coffee village monggo in drinking” said Pak Sokran's wife with a strange smile.

“This coffee is our own made, original coffee from the highlands yummy” continued the wife of Pak Sokran

“Let's drink, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are just happy there are guests who come here” said Mr. Sokran who then sipped his coffee

I tried to sip coffee made by Mr. Sokran's wife, but not with Novi, he seems still frightened. But after I convinced with a definite nod, finally Novi would also drink coffee given by Mr. Sokran's wife.

After we drank coffee, then Mr. Sokran opened the door of his house, after which he opened the door of his house.

“If you guys want to go for a walk, let me take between” said Mr. Sokran with still a strange smile

I stood up and then followed Novi also stood up, we stepped into the door of Mr. Sokran's house that had been opened wide. Strangely in front of the house Mr. Sokran quite crowded with people passing by.

There are people who carry hoes. Some walk, and there are also mothers who carry shopping bags.