TRAPPED IN THE MAYIT VALLEY

CHAPTER 73. YOU GUYS SMELL CORPSES

I don't care about people with strange eyes looking at us, which is important now we have to go home and meet friends who have been missing here, except for the fat Bondet.

Indeed, from earlier when we walked around this village, the eyes of the people we passed by were strange when they saw us, there were even people who threw their faces when they saw us the way between them.

But I did not take care, maybe they were surprised to see us suddenly appear in front of the residents here.

“Nov you have money to go from here?”

“There's.. In this backpack there is money that we can use mas”

“Wil... breakfast first Wil, there is a stall that is quiet” said Gilank

“Iya mas, correct mas GIlank, we have breakfast first aja” said Novi also

“Lank\, you have money to buy breakfast..I don't have money c*k\, my wallet is in my backpack\, and my bag is somewhere c*k”.

“Use Novi aja mas money, Novi money is enough to buy breakfast and kok” bus fare replied Novi suddenly

Across from us there was a small quiet shop, like no one even bought in the shop. We will buy food there.

When we entered the deserted shop, it turned out that the ones selling were the old grandfathers who were sitting waiting for the upcoming buyers.

“Excuse Mbah...”

“Oh inggih monggo, what would you like to buy?” ask the grandfather

“What breakfast is mbah?” ask Novi

“There is only rawon mbak” replied the owner of the shop

“Ya wis no papa mbah, coffee three and rawon three mbah” said Novi later

These grandfathers did not pay attention to us like the residents here when they met us, these old geezers just relaxed and considered us as ordinary buyers, there are no cynical gazes or face-shit like the people here.

It only took ten minutes, three rawon dishes and three cups of coffee were already in front of us.

My grandfather presented us with a smiling face, no cynical face and threw us away.

After he served us food and drink he sat back at the table like we had come here.

He just smiled and sat down, he just kept quiet and didn't talk to us while we were eating what was served to us.

Three servings of raw rice have run out, now we are enjoying the coffee served by this old grandfather. He looked at us with a happy face, but there was a bit of a face of pity for us.

“How much mbah?” ask Novi after we finish with a cup of coffee

“Hehe.. No need to pay son, free for you” replied the grandfather who sold the food

“Lho for free, mbah,.... Can this mbah sell and we buy mbah?”

“Free, I hope rawon and coffee can make you happy before...”.

The old man then lowered his head and did not continue his talk. It seems like there is something he is hiding.

“Eh you guys from mayit valley?..... How did you survive the valley of mayit?” ask the old man

“Kok mbah know us from there?” I'm starting to get interested in what Grandpa said

“He son, I know. And maybe the residents here also tau”

“You stink of corpses, and your face.Try this glass, you just look at the old grandfather's nak” take a small glass from his desk drawer.

I was curious about what this man said, what was really wrong with us, and why we were told to look at everything. There is something strange about our faces.

I saw Novi and Gilank were ordinary, nothing strange with the faces of Novi and Gilank. Novi picked up the glass that the grandfather had given him, and he began to examine his face.

“Nothing has changed with my face Mbah” Novi said as he glazed over and watched his face

“Try bring here the glass Nov, I'm curious” said Gilank took the glass from Novi

“Iya mbah, my face is ordinary. Nothing has changed at all” Gilank replied

The grandfather simply smiled watching us who were busy by looking at the reflection of our faces that were inside the glass. Then he laughed.

“Hehehe turns out you can't see what's going on with your own body through that glass”

“Mbah, from earlier residents here see us cynically, like there is something strange with ourselves. Even when I greet the residents who are here, they even throw away Mbah” face

“Your faces are pale white like the faces of the dead, and your bodies smell of corpses..” said the grandfather in a serious voice.

“Now you will die, for in fact you are dead when you were in the valley of the maye, no one survived from there, even if it survived, yes later you will die also”

I Novi and Gilank were silent when the shop owner's grandfather said we were actually dead, and we smelled dead.

But what is it like, it's appropriate that the people here are cynical and throw their faces when we pass in front of them.

“You are exactly the same people who came here a few months ago, the three of them too, and I don't know how they were when they got back to town, is still healthy or has become a corpse also” said the mbah again

“That's our friend Mbah….. Actually we came here it was seven, but we were separated because of the terrible fog and very thick in the mayit”

I told you what happened to us, we met anyone and under what circumstances, and how we survived to eat rawon here.

“Hehehe Djati, an old hermit who managed to make business around the wingit forest. Djati used to be this guy who managed to survive the valley of mayit, he was lost there almost a year”

“His family has resigned, but when almost stepped on one year, Djati can survive from there, and he can break the curse that follows anyone who survives the valley of mayit”

“This way son, you go home first, and meet your friends, if they are still healthy and still alive yes thankfulness”

“But if your friend is sick and the situation is bad, you must go to Djati and ask for help to release the mayit that is in your body”

“I a few months ago already warned your three friends who survived, but it seems like they don't care about my talk. And until now your friend is no one back here”

“So that means they could have died, or they could have survived, or they could have been sick now waiting for death to pick them up hihihi”

After the grandfather finished talking, suddenly I felt a tremendous sleepiness…