Rania's Invisible Search
PART 264 BAD FEELING MR. JARWO.
Tonight the atmosphere in the village was rather gripping unlike usual. Not even the sound of the night beast was heard. Fortunately every night residents always take turns to keep at the boarding post, because it has long been such activities routinely held. Mr. Jarwo asked me not to go to bed before three in the morning. Because he had a bad feeling, and because of his weak condition, he could not stay up all night. So he handed that responsibility to me.
"Because it's eight o'clock now, you can sleep first Nduk. Later when it's time for people to sleep, you have to wake up and stay awake. I have a bad feeling I don't know what that is." Obviously Mr. Jarwo by phone call.
"What else is it, sir? Isn't there an antidote already fencing around the village?"
"It was only useful to ward off magic and witchcraft. Hopefully nothing bad will really happen. Hope this is just my hunch that's wrong."
I followed Mr. Jarwo's words and laid down my body before everyone closed their eyes. I told Wati to wake me up if she was ready for bed. While I was sleeping, I saw the figure of Bening crying for help to a middle-aged woman. He cried and the woman wearing the chocolate kebaya lamented the fate of Bening. And he promised to do everything, to send his soul back to his realm. I could only see the brown middle-aged woman's back. I put my foot up trying to touch his shoulder, but suddenly I stumbled and fell.
Bruugh.
My head hit the floor, and made me go back to the real world. I was just dreaming, and I saw something strange.
Creaate.
Wati opened the room door, he was wide at the sight of me lying on my stomach on the floor of the room. He helped me get up, and sat on the bedside.
"You fell down, didn't you Ran? It's your forehead bruised!"
"You're dizzy with my head! I had a dream to see the soul of the Bening, he asked for help to a woman who seemed familiar to me."
"Related? You mean the twins of his late grandson Mbah Wongso?"
"Yes Wat, but strangely enough I'm not a stranger to old women who are asked to help Bening."
"I don't think Wat, but I don't know either. You see, I have never met his wife Mbah Wongso, but what I saw earlier, I feel familiar with the middle-aged woman. I just look at it from behind."
Me and Wati were both quietly looking for answers to my questions. Until we finally heard the noise from outside the house. I went out with Wati and saw some of the Fathers walking around while saying someone's name.
"What's up, sir?" Tanya Wati shouted from the terrace.
"This is his wife Mr. Wandi suddenly disappeared from the house. Though she was pregnant, and it was impossible to travel alone these nights. But it's been searched everywhere, so Mr. Wandi panicked and we helped find it." Reply to one of the residents who looked very anxious.
"Where is this hour coming out sir? Maybe around the house." Sahut Wati hooked both eyebrows.
Lest this have something to do with Mr. Jarwo's bad premonition. I immediately took my jacket and joined the Fathers. I ask Wati to rest at home, because tomorrow morning all residents will definitely bother after burying Bening's body.
"But how are you Ran? You're coming home tonight?"
"Lock the door, I can't sleep before three in the morning. Later I immediately pray at dawn prayer in aja mushola, only after that I go home and sleep tight. I'm going to go first Wat." Obviously before I step away.
I suggest that citizens be divided into two groups, in order to facilitate the search process. They scattered throughout the Village area, and only one group with me conducted a search to the village boundary. Actually, my gut feeling became unsettled after remembering Mr. Jarwo's message to wake up until three in the morning. Maybe something will happen, but Mr. Jarwo is reluctant to tell the truth. Seen Mr. Wandi very sad, he screamed hysterically calling his wife's name repeatedly. Maybe I better give this news to Mr. Jarwo, so that he can search through his mind. But I haven't had time to contact him, Mr. Jarwo already called me.
"So beware, it looks like Warto has intervened himself!" Said Mr. Jarwo across the phone there.
Deghs.
My heart immediately beat irregularly, sweat soaking all over my body. What all this has to do with Pakde's Wening. But how he did it, not magic or witchcraft can not penetrate the magical fence made by Mr. Jarwo. Or maybe the word intervened directly, he himself came to this village. My mind in my heart is troubled.