TRAPPED IN THE MAYIT VALLEY

CHAPTER 78. WE ARE AFRAID TO GO HOME

“Pak Tejo, should we go home or report to the police?”

“As far as you are, if you report to the police then you will be assisted by the police and also maybe the apparatus and can also be from the organization to find your friend who is still missing”

“But of course it is not easy with the name of the authorities, of course you will be interrogated first with a variety of questions, and of course what you answer is an unreasonable answer, and the authorities are difficult to believe hehehe”

“But in my opinion, it's good for you to go home first, and check the whereabouts of your other friends, whether you're home or still healthy, or no longer, or still missing”

“After you have got information how your friends are, it is up to you to report to the police, well... so that the police work that almost a year they can finish with the arrival of you hehehe”.

“And your family, are you ready to accept things you didn't expect before? For example, who is married, maybe his wife is married again hehehe”

“Waduh who is married only mas Bondet and mas GIlank this sir hihihi, if this Wildan mas do not like women, he is homo pak” said Novi

“Husssh can not be so mbak, anyway you must be ready to face reality”

“Pak... uh I want to ask, if we do not go home first as long as someone is chasing us, on the grounds that if we go home, it could be demit who is looking for us will kill our family.. How sir?”

“That's what I was going to talk about with you guys. You're in danger, but your family who knows nothing is even more dangerous.”.

“But I don't know if if you don't go home, this demon that will chase you will not attack your family or not”

“Which obviously do not get close to the family first, it is better to stay away until all this is done”

“Pak... I want to tanya” cut Gilank

“Is the tomb of the devil in the valley of mayit and who is chasing us in the grave of the jar?”

“Can yes can not mas.. and it happened that killed my wife and who chased me was buried in the grave of the jar” Tejo sir replied

“Obviously, your life is not safe, and at any time there could be accidents that will take your lives one by one. But it can be overcome by what I did before” said mr tejo

Then Tejo's cell phone rang, he hurriedly picked up the phone in his pants pocket. It turns out that the one who called Mr. Tejo was the owner of the banana that was in Tejo's truck pack.

“Eh children, sorry the owner of this item will be here, I will be busy first for a few hours, if you want to wait yes papa”

“But if you want to go home remember my message earlier, and do not forget your life is not safe”

“Good sir, thanks for the information, we will negotiate first, which is clear now we will go to the bus terminal to find the bus that is towards our city”

“You if you want to find food in the market at this hour there is.just go straight to the outskirts of town, there will meet a new market a month ago inaugurated” said Mr Tejo

“Oh yes, later if asked by anyone in the market or at the food stalls about who you are and from where, say you come here with me, please, hitchhiking in my truck” says pack Tejo again

We left Tejo's pack and his son who is now busy with his truck business.

I don't know what to do, I don't even know where to stay. I don't want my family to be affected by what happened to us.

“Broni is indeed banghat kok!” maki Gilan

“We used to have problems with white villas also because of Broni, I used to be dead, and luckily I was able to live again, now because of Broni again, we have a problem that is not less complicated with white villas!”

“It's Lank, which is important now we think we should stay where, and how we look for our other friends. We do not know the situation of our other friends.”.

“Almost mass Gilank already have children and wife mas, do not fear his wife married again hihihi”

“Hush Nov, don't pity Gilanknya”

“It rec, now we think it's how to find out about our friends, whether they've survived or not. If the word demon mbah seller rawon, and Djati sir, our friend will have survived”

“Gini is…. Novi has a house that is still empty, a house that Novi just built, but there is no furniture, we can stay there for a while”

“Where is your house Nov?”

“In the city of S also kok mas Wil, but rather on the outskirts, because the middle price is expensive mas Wil”

“Lha your house keys who holds Nov?”

“In the salon friend Novi who is close to there also mas Wil. we can go there for a while as long as we find our friends and keep our family from chasing the devil it”.

Novi's idea makes sense, too…. We lived there for a while while looking for news about our friend who somehow is there now.

It turned out to be true what Mr. Tejo said, in front of us was already crowded with people preparing his trade. At night at this hour it is time for market people to hold trades.

We continue to move closer to the market area.

“Eh Wil home sir what was his name earlier that office friend Broni?

“Raseko ta Lank?”

“Yes raseko's house what was so dark was Wil?”

“It looks like he is Lank, whose fence is from expensive wood it.. horrified his house, dark and dirty, it looks like a den demit Lank hihi”.

“Hah..jan*k Wil.. let's find a meal first... uh Nov you have funds to eat right?”.

“Tenak aja mas Gilank, Novi money is still intact kok heheheh”

The condition of this market is new, and the effect is neater than the previous market, lighting was made in such a way that the front of this market is bright.

Across the market there is a kind of coffee shop but it seems to sell heavy food there as well, because the banner inscription there is boiled noodles, and also ramesnya rice

I took Novi and Gilank to the shop, and hopefully the seller didn't ask us anything.

The shop was crowded, so no one suspected us by asking who we were, and where we were, or anything like that.

After finishing with the stomach affairs, and Novi finished with the payment, we went again looking for any transportation that could take us to the terminal.

 In accordance with what Mr. Tejo said, there are several ojek that offer transportation to people who are carrying a lot of groceries.

We are now on the side of the road, in front of the coffee shop, the road here the contour is down, because here it is still in the mountains.

A few dozen meters behind us was a pickup truck unloading its cargo. I felt something strange about the car when I saw the state of the car at a glance.

Why do I feel strange, because the car's load is a lot, and when it stops the car's wheels are not stuck using stones or wooden beams. The driver only relies on handbrakes.

“Let's rec us to the ojeker, keburu ojeknya rec” said Gilank who then walked to the middle of the road to the direction of the ojek that offers his services

Novi and I were on the side of the road and saw Gilank talking to one of the ojek here. The motorcycle taxi driver was indeed in a group almost eating half the road body.

Gilank turned his back on me, I just let Gilank bargain midway.

AWAAAAAAS !!!!!!!.....MINGGIIIIR!!!!!...KUNDURAAN!.....AWAAASSS!!!!” Shouted the person behind me!