
It's early morning. A yellow tinge was peering at the eastern horizon, a sign that dawn was beginning to break. The company of fathers has arrived in the forbidden forest. Others have been searching around the village. But none of them found signs of the existence of the grandson of Ari sir.
"We'd better take a short break, Ari sir".
"The love of other fathers".
"Okay, RT, we'll sit here for a while".
"If it's only brought by humans, Sheila can't walk far from Ari's man".
"But, if Sheila is disturbed by the forest guard, then we must ask Mbah Cokro for help as well".
"I've had people pick him up Mr. RT, maybe soon Mbah Cokro arrived".
Roy sat down with a group of other fathers. His heart was so anxious to think about the princess..That little boy, where they took him.
If not found soon, Sheila can be frightened later.
Before long, Mbah Cokro appeared along with the villagers who picked him up. Fortunately the group was still in front of the forest, so they could search based on the branching of Mbah Cokro directly.
"Monggo Mbah".
"I know, but this time it's a little heavy".
"Sheila was brought by Wewe, the forest guardian here".
"His body must be hidden somewhere".
"Let me try to see his existence first".
Mbah Cokro liven up incense and incense on a tear from the ground. His mouth was pouting, I don't know what spell he read. He also took out the cantilever from the plastic bag he was carrying.
After almost half an hour of sitting cross-legged, Mbah Cokro opened his eyes. He looked towards Roy.
"Your daughter is rightly hidden by this forest's guardian".
"I've asked her to return the little girl".
"She asked to be exchanged for the doll that the boy had dressed".
"You can bring him here now??".
"Wait Mbah, let me call Sofia first".
"Let him prepare it".
Roy walks out of the woods to call Sofia. Once connected, he asked the girl to deliver the conditions requested by Mbah Cokro. Sofia immediately prepared the conditions requested by Roy.
"What's Sofi doing, has Sheila been found??".
"How are things now??".
"It's still not Miss Nisa, Mr. Roy just asked for a doll and Sheila's clothes to be delivered to the forbidden forest".
"Let me go with Sofi, maybe I'll be needed there".
"But ma'am, this is too risky, later even the mother herself who why".
"Sir Roy's picking up at the intersection, ma'am, don't worry".
"I'm leaving first".
"Be careful Sofia!!".
"Good Mom!!".
Nisa could only look at Sofia from the window. He remembered that he could not get out of the fence made by Mbah Cokro. In fact, he was eager to accompany Roy looking for his daughter Sheila.
Sofia's footsteps reached the intersection, the entrance to the forbidden forest. At his view from a distance, Roy was waiting on the road. Sofi hurried over to Roy and handed him what he asked for.
"Thank you Sofi, you just go home".
"Observate Nisa not to get out of the house".
"And you, be careful on the road".
"Good Mr. Roy".
Sofia returns home, while Roy turns to the forbidden forest again.
He hastened his steps to arrive. Afraid of her, her daughter was later brought by Wewe or kuntilanak jungle guard.
"This is Mbah, the condition that Mbah asked for I have brought".
"Good, then....Who will pick him up?".
"He must enter the supernatural realm, and exchange this doll for your son".
"Let me do his Mbah".
"Roy still doesn't understand about things like this".
"Well, then, get ready Ari".
"When you're only 10 minutes, when that Wewe releases your granddaughter, you'll take her away immediately".
"I can only help you from here".
"Do you understand my explanation?".
"Yes Mbah, I understand".
"His entrance is in that big tree".
"Less than 10 minutes, you should've gone back to that Ari tree".
"Or, you'll forever be locked up in a magical world".
I listened carefully to the explanation of Mbah Cokro. It's a tough job, but he still has to save his granddaughter. You also get ready, meditating in front of Mbah Cokro. The two solemnly read the ritual to open the magical door in front of him.
Roy and the other villagers, they can only
watching and watching closely. They already believe in Mbah Cokro, especially for this kind of business. Nisa has also experienced it.
"The spirit has left his body. In front of him, he saw a tall gate looming. On the sidelines of the fence, grow wild weeds, so that the house inside is not visible from the outside.
Carefully open the fence of the house in front of him. He immediately walked into the house looking for Sheila's whereabouts. Long plant tendrils cover the appearance of the old house.
When I went inside, I saw a lot of kids there. Everyone looks very sad. His eyes were blank, not implying the light of life at all. You see one by one the faces, there is no granddaughter Sheila among them.
You just keep going into the other room. There was a sound of crying heard in one of the rooms. He followed the sound of crying. It seems like his voice is familiar to my father's ears.
He has accelerated his pace. When he felt sure the source of the voice was from the room in front of him, he slowly opened his door. Seen by her Sheila sitting on the lap of the old woman. Her hair was long white, used as a sitting pad, while her long nails were stuck on her grandson's neck.
The woman sings a song to Sheila while stroking her hair. The little girl cried in fear in the lap of the old woman who was commonly called Wewe.
In Javanese belief, Wewe is the ghost of a child kidnapper. He usually sees himself when the Maghreb arrives. That is why old-time parents forbid their children to come out at dusk.
I tried to get close to Sheila's seat, because the old woman didn't see me at all. She tried to exchange Sheila for the doll she was carrying. As fast as lightning, I grabbed Sheila and tried to get out of the room.
Apparently, Wewe realized that the child in his lap was not the real one. He got angry and tried to chase after me and Sheila.
The room that had just left the father turned into a big tree, with long tendrils that were about to catch them both. The wewe stood in the middle of the tree with a terrifying grin. You keep trying to run, and take Sheila out. He doesn't care what happens behind him.
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