DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 33: CATCHING A GIGGLE GHOST

    The strangling ghostly terror is getting more and more terrifying. Many times the residents of Sarang Village claimed to be visited by a giggling ghost. Especially homes far from neighbors. Moreover, the house of the person who was at the eastern end of the village. Yes, Mr. Pin's house. A very distant house with neighbors, located on the edge of a thicket full of bush plants. To get to Pak Pin's house there is only a path. While on the left right is filled with wild banana plants that are not managed. Surely the people who will go to Pak Pin's house are lazy. Especially at night. The path is invisible because it is so dark.

    Yes, a simple house made only of wood board that belongs to Mr. Pin. But the land occupied by Mr. Pin was only the land of the bondo deso that did not belong to him. It's village land. Just because of pity, then Mr. Kades invited the residents to wake the house for the family Pak Pin.

    Pak Pin's family is very lacking in everything. Mr. Pin himself only worked as a laborer hoeing the yard of his neighbor. That is if there are neighbors who work on fields or rice fields. But if the waiting season is up to harvest, there is definitely no work. Mr. Pin is unemployed, has no income.

    Only a helping hand from the neighbors can be used to eat everyday Pak Pin family. Whether it is cassava, suweg, gembili or yam that is often given by neighbors. But that is only sometimes.

    So once there is a ghost terror, and the one visited by the giggling ghost is Pak Pin's family, then actually people feel sorry. Feeling very worried. Because indeed Pak Pin's house is really aloof and far from the neighbors. If there is anything, to come and give help, it must take a long time and the road is a bit difficult, because it only crosses the actual road only in the form of a boundary of land belonging to people.

    On Friday night, Sarang Village came back. Again the strangled ghost again terrorized the citizens.

    "Toloooong .......!!!"

    There was a shrill voice of people asking for help. Eight people who were seated at the village patrol station immediately put their ears up.

    "Have you heard the sound of people asking for help?" ask one of the people who are on guard.

    "Yes .... It sounds like someone's voice is asking for help .." said another.

    "Try silence first .... We are vigilant again, if the voice for help is heard again." said another.

    "Toloooong .......!!! Toloooong .......!!! Toloooong .......!!!" the voice for help was heard again.

    "Well, right .... Correct .... From east .... Let's get closer ...."

    Eight people who stood guard at the patrol station rushed to the east, while looking for the source of the voice of the person asking for help.

    On the road, it turns out there have been some residents who opened the door, some even just opened the window, also want to know the voice of people asking for help earlier.

    "The voice is from the east ...!" one of the men shouted from behind the window when he found out that there were guards passing in front of his house.

    "Yes, Lek .... From the east, some distance ..." said another neighbor.

    "Yes, thank you .." replied the guards.

    "I'm coming along, Kang ..." There are people who want to come looking.

    "Yes .., come ..." said the guards.

    And finally, many people who went out of the house, walked along to find the person who asked for help. The guard was happy because many friends. Understandably, the Friday night of the kliwon was very scary. He said a lot of genderuwo or memedi are out. Especially at this time the camp is being terrorized by a giggling ghost.

    "Toloooong .......!! Toloooong .......!! Toloooong .......!!!" the voice for help was heard again. The source is clear.

    "God .... From the eastern end of the village .... Mr. Pin's place ...."

    "Yes, that's Mr. Pin's voice ...."

    "Well, at Mr. Pin's house again ...?!"

    The men hurried to the house at the east end of the village.

    Right, the one who screamed for help was Mr. Pin. But this time Mr. Pin was out of the house with his wife and two children. The four of them stood in the narrow courtyard of the house. They hugged each other, as if frightened. What else are they.

    "What's kang?" ask one of the residents who came to Pak Pin's house.

    "There is a giggling ghost who will prey on us .." replied the middle-aged skinny man.

    "Where is the ghost now?" ask the people who are crowding the courtyard of the house.

    "Inside .... We dare not enter." said Mr. Pin.

    Suddenly, people turned on the batteries, lighting up Mr. Pin's house. Someone lights up the roof, someone stands guard in front. There are some people guarding the back. A few more people entered the house. Everyone's looking for that strangled ghost. The floodlight from the battery is turned on to highlight to various places. Not only inside the house, but also the outside of the house and the roof. In addition, there is also a shone battery lights to the bushes around Mr. Pin's house.

    Long enough the guards and the villagers looking for a giggling ghost figure. But found nothing. The strangled ghost no longer exists.

    "How is this, Kang ...? Did not meet ..." asked one of the residents.

    "Yes already .... If you do not meet, yes we go home ..." said one of the guard duty.

    "Our how is it, Lek ...? Uhuk ..., huk ..., huk ..." said Mr. Pin's wife suddenly, who would have been terrified if her neighbors left her.

    "Waduh ...?! How is this ...?!" people are immediately confused.

    "How about sleeping at the patrol station?" sahut one of the guardians.

    "Well, yes .... For a while sleep at the patrol post only .... Tomorrow we report with Mr. Kades to find a solution how good.

    "Yes .... I agree ...."

    "True, rather than in this house again, a strangled ghost will come again, even bother."

    "If at the patrol station even safe ..." said another.

    "Yes, tonight sampeyan sleeps at the patrol station first."

    Finally Mr. Pin and his wife took a pillow and a blanket. They obeyed the words of their neighbors to sleep at the patrol station. Especially his wife and son who were really scared.

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    After listening to the story of the guards on Friday night, and coupled with the talk of people who participated in the search for the giggling ghost at Pak Pin's house, Mr. Kades became confused to determine what steps to take. It's been twice Mr. Pin's house was terrorized by a giggling ghost. Yes, a house that is far from the village. A house far from the neighbors. A house that is still isolated. Pity for the place and the house that is really concerning.

    "Yes already .... For a time, Pak Pin and his family lived in the village hall first. Sleep there, waiting for a safe situation. Later if the strangled ghost has been caught or our village is safe, you can go back to your house again .." said Mr. Kades to Pak Pin, so that he and his family live in the village hall.

    "Yes, Mr. Kades .... Thank you ..." replied Mr. Pin.

    Mr. Pin and his family ended up sleeping in the village hall. More comfortable and delicious. The building is large, from the wall and the advice is complete. His wife and son were also pleased with the state of the village hall which was more palatable when compared to his house which was only made of wooden planks. At least if you live in the village hall, the atmosphere is more crowded because many neighbors are nearby.

    Other residents were familiar with Mr. Pin and his family lived in the village hall. How not to pity, people live alone away from neighbors, chased by strangled ghosts many times.

    At the patrol station, there were ten people on guard duty. The atmosphere of the village is very quiet and scary. The men in charge of guarding it just sat down and spoke slowly. Of course while being vigilant if there are unwanted events. What was talked about was definitely about the giggling ghosts.

    And, in the middle of the night, when everyone was asleep, the silence of the night was again disturbed by the screams of people asking for help.

    "Toloooong .......!!! Toloooong .......!!! Toloooong .......!!!" the voice of asking for help shocked the people who were on guard.

    "There are people screaming for help" said one of the men standing guard.

    "Yes .... Correct .... Someone's screaming for help."

    "Yes .., from there .... Near it .... His voice sounds clear."

    But suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps of people running towards the patrol post.

    "What's up ...?" ask the guards who were already on the stand in front of the patrol post.

    "Ghost giggles .... Ghost giggling ...!" said the man who had just come running.

    "Well, Mr Pin, to iki ...? Where's the strangest ghost, sir?" ask the people in the patrol post.

    "That ...! Fly to it .... Let's go after ...!" said Mr. Pin who was still running after ghosts.

    Ten people who were guarding was immediately in the fog, running after Pak Pin who was chasing a giggling ghost.

    "Ghost giggles ...!!! Ghost giggling ...!! Ghost giggling ...!!!"

    The people who were at the patrol post, had been screaming while running, following the run Pak Pin who had run first.

    Spontaneous people all awake. They were shocked by the screams of the guards. And finally, many of them left the house. The fathers and teenage boys came out running and chasing the giggling ghost. The atmosphere of Sarang Village that night became boisterous. Many by the people running around chasing the giggling ghosts.

    "Where's the strangling ghost ...?"

    "That ..., right there .... Come on, come on after."

    "Where's the strangest ghost?!"

    "Just follow the chase ...! That's the front one who knows ...."

    Mr. Pin who was at the front, continued to run while carrying wood. It would definitely be used to hit the strangled ghost he was chasing.

    Until finally .... Pak pin beat up the bamboo fence of Jamil's yard.

    "Priv ...!! Prowook ...!! Prook ...!!!"

    The sound of Pak Pin's wooden punch hit the fence of Jamil's yard made of bamboo. Of course the bamboo fence was broken, something was destroyed, and there was a mess in the yard.

    People are heading straight for Jamil's house. Of course want to help Mr. Pin who has managed to beat up the strangled ghost in the yard of Jamil's house.

    Turns out Mr. Pin didn't stop. He ran back to the terrace of Jamil's house. He then hit the door of Jamil's house.

    "Braaak ....!! Braaak ...!! Glodak ...!!!"

    Of course Jamil who was in the house was shocked to hear his house beaten people. He immediately opened the door of his house.

    How shocked Jamil was when he opened the door. In front of his house there were many people. Everything looks so rough. Some carried pieces of bamboo, some carried sickles, some carried machetes and bendos. All of them faced Jamil's house and prepared to hit his gun.

    "This ...! This is what has made our village restless! This is what has been terrorizing us all along! This is the strangling ghost ...!! Here's the proof .... Look ...!!!" said Mr. Pin who stood in front of the door of Jamil's house, while holding a white cloth with blood spots in his hand.

    "That's the ghost, sir ...?!" the citizens asked.

    "Yes ...! This will strangle my wife and child ...!!" mr. Pin replied reassuring the citizens.

    "That means keeping the strangled ghost is Jamil ...!" said one citizen.

    "Yes ...! Means Jamil has done his act ..., allied with the devil ...!! Jamil keeps a giggling ghost ...!!" yell at the others.

    "Yes ...! Jamil keeps a giggling ghost for the indulgence ...!!!"

    "What are we doing Jamil ...??!!"

    "We burn the house ....!!!"

    "Yes ..., we burned down Jamil's house that was terrorizing our village with a giggling ghost ...!!!"

    Jamil is confused. Jamil who does not know anything is now the anger of the citizens. He is not willing to say anything. Now the entire village has accused him of keeping a strangled ghost.

    "Come, let's burn down the house now ...!!! Wait what else ...??!!" said Pak Pin who faced Jamil at the door of the house.

    "Wait a minute .... Don't play alone ...!" suddenly Mr. Kades came, stepped forward near the door of Jamil's house, standing beside Mr. Pin.

    "Relatedly, Mr ...! This is proof ..." said Mr. Pin while showing the cloth he was holding.

    "Quiet ...! Relax ...! We should ask Jamil first .... Who knows, the strangled ghost will strangle Jamil or his family .." said Mr. Kades muffled his citizens.

    "It is impossible ...! This strangled ghost we're after ...! He must have gone home to the owner. Right ...??!!" Mr. Pin tried to refute Mr. Kades' opinion.

    "Yes ...!! Right ...!!" sahut the citizens.

    "Well ..., then the most appropriate punishment is to be burned ...!!" mr. Pin said again asking residents to immediately burn down Jamil's house.

    "Yes ...!! We Burn Jamil's house ...!!!" shouted the people who have been ignited emotions.

     Finally, some residents threw flames from torches filled with oil on the roof of Jamil's house. Of course, the other residents, who had prepared the torch filled with oil, threw their torches at Jamil's house. Some throw at the roof, some throw at the wall. The fire also flared

    "Close the door ...!! We burn Jamil alive ...!!! Let's go to hell all ...!!" said Pak Pin who had pushed Jamil into the house, and immediately closed the door from outside. The door of the house was tied with a rope so that Jamil and his wife could not get out.

    Outside Jamil's house, villagers watched the burning of Jamil's family home. The sound of crowds, noise and of course there are laughing watching the burning house of Jamil ignite the fire in the dark of the night.