Rania's Invisible Search
PART 118 SURRENDERED.
We arrived at Mr. Darman's small contract. There was his sister-in-law, he was accompanying Mr. Darman. Which has begun to improve, he is not screaming like before. I sat right in front of him, seeing Mr. Darman more silent with a blank look.
"Sir, I want to go out for a minute to find a cigarette. I live first yeah." Said the man as he walked out.
Finally, I was able to speak without further ado after Mr. Darman's sister-in-law left this house.
"Sir, what exactly did Mr. Darman do with the black magicians?" I asked to hook both eyebrows.
Silent. No response from Mr. Darman. Ayu again convinced him to be honest, so we can help him. Now Mr. Darman is downcast with teary eyes.
"I think by awakening Narti's spirit, he will calm down after avenging her. Apparently I was wrong, Narti actually became a slave of the black magicians. Even for the sake of saving my life, Narti should be able to defeat Endang. So that Endang can be used as a pet for the group. It's better I'm gone, than Narti keeps getting stuck with the ritual. I know that I was wrong. But it's too late, there's nothing I can do." Said Mr. Darman with a trembling voice.
"God willing I will help, maybe we can take the soul of Miss Narti to nature. Although he could not go to the realm of immortality, at least he was not trapped with those demon-hearted humans!"
Finally, Mr. Darman opened his voice. He explained, if the only way to free the soul of Ms. Narti is to end her agreement with the group. And they're just gonna be together every night of the full moon, and tonight's the perfect time. Because the moon is emitting its rays.
"Leave me together, that group. You must go to Narti's tomb, and return the shroud and the burial ground." Obviously Mr. Darman while handing over the black plastic package.
Me and Ma'am Ayu together opened the package, looks a piece of shabby shroud with red soil in it.
"I mean, we should dig that grave sir? Which really dong sir, where can we do it!" Ma'am Ayu exhaled a long breath.
"There is no need to dig a grave hole, you just need to put it back into the grave Narti. Importantly, everything had already returned to where it came from. It was as a symbol, if I had released the soul of Narti from the agreement with that heretical sect. The rest, let it be my business. Most importantly Narti's soul could rest in peace. While Endang, can only roam in two realms only. Please help me one last time, after this neither Narti nor Endang will mess up again." Said Mr. Darman while putting his hands together.
I felt sorry to see an older person pleading like that to me. Finally, I agreed to help him. At that moment, Mr. Darman decided to go to the abandoned building that I was visiting this afternoon. While I was with Mbak Ayu, went to the public burial area not far from Mr. Darman's contract. We went there, by borrowing a motorbike belonging to Mr. Darman's brother-in-law. Arriving at the cemetery area, we parked the motor somewhat hidden from the main road. Worried that there were tomb guards, who thought we'd do nothing there.
"So we're looking for the shroud!" Mbak Ayu said walking settles by raising his legs slowly.
I turned on the flashlight on the phone. I look at the road in front of us. Seemed various invisible creatures flying indeterminate direction. They pierce each other, making me stare at the sight. We're looking for a block of keepsakes, because that's where Bu Narti's grave is. A disheveled looking male ghost shot through my body. Then he turned around and looked at me seriously. Because I was uncomfortable in his eyes like that, I finally snapped at the demit. And make him jump a little high. Demit kemayu base, yelled so shocked. He must have thought I couldn't see it. Demit policy less work. He followed me, probably out of curiosity.
"Rather than you following me, show me. Where's Sundel bolong's grave here?"
"So you can see me?"
"Don't ask much. Tell me where the grave is, if I don't lock you in a bottle!" Sahut Mbak Ayu surprised the demit of the Malay man.
Ayu's mother nudged my arm, she whispered to me. If the demit is like a cartoon character on television.
"Know Bang Saleh no, the upin ipin that loh?"
I held back a laugh, hearing Ma'am Ayu's words. It turns out that at a fairly mature age, he still likes to see children's cartoons. Sometimes, I see it too.
"Udah ah Ma'am, don't be out of the topics! We will eventually, if we read the gravestones one by one. It's good to ask this demit. Because he's the only one who's welcome with our arrival!"
Ma'am Ayu, forced the demit to show the tomb of the sundel bolong who lives in the block of Kenanga. Luckily the demit was willing to tell us, but there was a condition that he asked for.
"I'll tell you where it is, but give me that bandana you're wearing!" His words pointed to the brown bandana that was above my head.
Mom Ayu laughed out loud. It was amused to see the demit behavior of the wood.
"Udah Ran, just love it. Let's get a run for our job."
I pursed my lips in annoyance with the demite's behavior. Though this is the bandana given by Mas Adit. I had to hand it over to him, and the demit was a sight.
"Lot on top of my grave, it's exactly where you are. Hurry, after this I'll take you to Aunt Sun's grave!" He said as he darted to the side of his tombstone.
It says the name of Solehamid on the tombstone. It turns out to be true said Mbak Ayu, not only his behavior that resembles Bang Saleh. But the name is also almost the same, making me amused to hold back a laugh.
"His name is Solehamid but his behavior is like that of a Solehatun!" Ayu made me really laugh this time.
"Eh, if you want to taunt me. I'm not gonna tell you!"
Hid. Basic demit baper, it's aja ngambek. I put the bandana right near the headboard. And the demit of the wood was immediately excited, getting what he wanted.
"Well, let's take our spit to your Aunt Sun's grave!" I stopped while breathing a long breath.
Solehamid shot straight to the end of the block. And we're still behind him. Before long he stopped right in front of the tomb board that looked unkempt. Lots of wild plants around his funeral. The writing on the board was covered in thick dust, so we couldn't read it. We intend to clean the tomb board, and pluck out the wild plants that cover the mound of soil. Suddenly the sound of leaves rippling, there was the sound of footsteps invisible from where it came from. Me and Ma'am Ayu were a little panicked, we got up and hid behind a big tree.