Occult Things
Puzzle Village Banyu Hilir

"Fucking chemit!" his khodam Audrea.

The Kuntilanak grew increasingly screeching, he occasionally stroked Audrea's black hair.

"My son, Mbah."

"See gawe-gawe iki, call you ora ana ing kene!" his jolt was about to knock the stick to the ground.

Seeing that, the kuntilanak spat in front of the old woman. He grinned and then shot as fast as lightning, until in front of him, he made the khodam slammed backward.

A small ringing sounded. But the khodam attacked back, until the kuntilanak suffocated.

"Takakake wae's! Sampeyan stuffing ora can make me!" he pressed his grip.

(Make it! You can't beat me!)

Khodam's hand was patted hard. The jet-black eyes in front of him dodged as he knew the form in his own hands, the reflex he unleashed and glanced forward there. Kuntilanak was laughing loudly, he giggled while pointing.

“Mbah, aja nesu, I mung guyon! ledek.

"Bah, we go. I'm not strong," argued Audrea as well as prevent.

Those eyes glinted sharply at his opponent. Before he left, the kuntilanak was made in pain when the stick was knocked hard several times. Spiny roots appeared wrapped around his body, but the superstition of his laugh could still be thundering.

“Ojo lali karo Mbok Nduk, hihihi.

They both left the subconscious. But not for Audrea, the gentle rubbing was ringing in the head. Until he realized, he was still in the car.

The sun also appeared to the wide sky, he looked into the car, for a moment a sigh of relief came out. Everyone fell asleep safely in the car.

His left hand raised to check the time, showing at seven in the morning. Beside Rafli was fast asleep, he wanted to circulate his gaze towards the outside of the car. To her surprise Audrea saw the person in front of the glass, she stroked the chest.

"Astagfirullah, what's the man?" audrea muttered at once annoyed.

Slowly opening the door made the person shuffle backwards, Audrea smiled clumsily. He scratched his head that did not feel itchy while giving respect worthy of respect for people older than him.

"Sir Captain, kula Audrea. I'm mung ti wingi, nyuwun pangapunten, panjenenengan sinten Pak?" ask Audrea politely.

(Excuse me Sir, I'm Audrea. I just arrived last night, I'm sorry, Father who?)

The middle-aged man's eyes pinched sharply then smiled warmly after confirming something. "Oh, putune Mbah. I guess a greeting."

"Change who?"

"Ojo suwe-suwe neng kene, danger," he said, diverting Audrea's questions. While Audrea frowned until she frowned faintly.

"I mean piye— uh, why go anyway? Not very polite," snorted Audrea was annoyed to see the departure of the middle-aged man without being able to prevent being too curious about many things.

Not done to relieve his frustration, his shoulders clapped from behind, his reflexes turned and smiled broadly at someone he knew of course.

The two of them spontaneously embraced, letting go of longing. It's been a few years that Audrea hasn't come home, this guy's face is still very sweet. Like an older sister, that person was inscribing his affection for Audrea.

"I'm surprised, I guess hello. I know the yen until sing mulih" exclaimed the young man.

(I'm surprised, I guess who. I didn't know you were coming home).

Audrea rubbed her interlocutor's arm. "Yes, I'm glaring. Ana's business in kene, Mas."

(Yes, I'm home. There's business here, Mom).

(Hopefully you won't be here long).

Audrea's eyebrows swooped and asked, "Kok ngono ta, Mas? Is ana kedadeyan sawie I'm kene saka lunga?"

(Now, is it Mas? Did something happen after I left?)

Bayu's head wobbly checked around, he gulped his saliva with great difficulty. Because it was hard to say, Bayu shook his head. But it did not escape giving the code to Audrea who had been paying attention since.

"Simpen dhisik critane Mas Bayu, ngenteni wektu sing pas," said Audrea tried to provide calm because there was a disturbing look on Bayu's face.

(Save the story first Mas Bayu, wait for the right time).

"Satur nuwun Dre, wis ngerti." Audrea just smiled faintly and nodded, then her eyes turned on the open door of her car, Bayu's sweet face turning a little sour.

Rafli stretched his body, his life had not been fully accumulated while rubbing his eyes slowly. At the other door Yuda looked at Audrea with Bayu, her gaze was very intimidating as if Audrea had a mistake.

Many villagers had noticed them since then, what else were the village girls who rarely saw the city men or perhaps had never. So it made them curious, plus Audrea was not half-assed in bringing in handsome men except for the middle-aged man who was in the car.

Audrea's tiny hand holding Bayu's big, rough hand, he did it to get to know each other. With annoyed Rafli broke the hand link and then his eyes gidded towards Bayu.

"Don't that dong, Mas Bayu is already rich my own brother. With the usual cohesion of us little ones" Audrea protested to Rafli.

The man rolled his eyes lazily. "Also I don't like, mending you holding my hand, nih nganggur!"

"No ah, your hands are panuan!" refuse Audrea raw while gently clapping the back of Rafli's hand.

Bayu gave a smile and refuted, "Hand do I want?"

"Hm! Will you!" Looking at Audrea's reaction, Yuda and Rafli were screeching together.

"Sorry Neng? Do we better tidy up the house to live in, because honestly I am afraid to sleep in the car," Anto said heartlessly.

"I'm sorry, sir, I just kept talking. Yes already if that's it later, yes we continue," break up Audrea smiled thinly. Bayu nodded and paid his respects to all of them, while wounding the citizens who were too curious about Audrea's return near the front yard of Audrea's house.

His head was facing Rafli, Yuda, and Anto. Invite them to clean the house, inside there is one living room, family room connected to the living room, and also two bedrooms along with behind there is a kitchen, kitchen, but the bathroom is located right behind the house near the well.

They cleaned without delay, Audrea cleaned the dust in the mother's room. Fortunately all the items in the plastic barrier, so just let go of the rest, although there are still many dirty.

His eyes stared in the shade at the figura on the wall of the room. With a father and a mother and a child in it, her father left Audrea with her mother when she was five.

Because of his illness and lack of medical expenses to the city, he was forced to be treated with many deficiencies at home, until he lost his father figure.

It seemed that the villagers did not care, only for Audrea's mother they sympathized. For a moment he threw his gaze towards the closet, just like the closet in his room and in Jakarta.

"I just realized, right? All my closets have the same carvings," he muttered walking.

His fingers rubbed the dust on the doorknob of the closet, he tried to open it.

Brak ....

"Gurgh!" squeal Audrea bated.

Whus ....

He took a breath while closed, a wide smile on his face.

"Chihui ... Audrey!"