The Twins' Mystical Journey
deepest sorrow

Fahri even felt his body so crumpled dimly, even his legs were also very painful.

Wulan gave the four men special water, "drink and read the basmalah first,"

all four drank and slowly their bodies began to fresh, Arkan and Aryan only realized after a few minutes.

"haduh. y'all said just look around why even disturb the strongest waiter in the village," upset Raka.

"not us, he came to kill us because he wanted to kill us" Arkan explained

"father knows everything, has drunk water first, and the four of you are not curious anymore" said Raka who took the moringa leaves and patted towards the body of the four.

"kapok me mas, better good Lawu mountain, at least there is not a very scary view, not to mention the behavior of your son beh.

"i'm telling you, if you're curious in the pocong cherubutin, I can help you" Aryan laughed.

Wulan immediately handed her son's ears softly, "you know your nephew likes to joke also directly in the heart,"

"yes it's not that mbak, it's getting angry but it's a place of serem," said Fahri who is now asleep.

"but I feel strange, instead of us just riding in the car on foot, why can we quickly at home," said Randi.

"actually what was walking was your spirit, and your body we brought home to disguise it from patrons" answered Raka.

"what!!" shocked the three young men.

"now I realized, why we can see all the creatures and creatures are not disturbed by us," said the girl.

"that's right, you're hungry, don't you want to eat this?" tanya Wulan took out the boiled yam, boiled corn and bitter coffee.

Arkan, Aryan, Fahri and Fero spit out the bitter coffee, but not with Randi and Girl.

Wulan did not see anything strange about the two, "you bitter coffee lovers huh?"

"yes mbak, besides coffee mbak really good not bitter and sweet but fit, beber he?"

"yes, you can ask the type of coffee is not, so you can make it at the cost," asked the girl.

"you're costing?" ask Wulan.

"yes, we cost in the back area of UNDAR, yes it is quite cheap plus there is breakfast and free of hours," replied the girl

"owhhh..."

that night, they were all staying the night was twelve.

even the hansip who patrolled had also stopped to lock the door.

arkan began to close his eyes, but the dream of how he watched someone die in his hands was again present.

even the girl's smile seemed to make her unable to forgive herself.

The conscious Raka tried to seal the memories and throw them away.

now Arkan is back to sleep peacefully, even so it might make Arkan have a high level of sensitivity.

the next day, Raka was ready to sail home from Aini.

"dad gone where? is it morning?" aryan asked who saw Raka.

"your aunt Aini is dead, so I have to go there" replied Raka.

"i went with you, at least to say good-bye to her, especially last night I tried to make me forget, didn't I" Arkan said.

"forgive me son, I'm just afraid you're constantly stopping him and will bother you,"

"it's okay dad, because I'm sure you did it for me" Arkan replied.

lucky when Raka, Wulan and his two sons will leave, Bu mut and Mr. Suyatno come home from the scene.

"where are you going? is cooking going?" ask Ms. mut.

"no Mbah, we want to treat our friend" said Aryan

"innalilahi wa ilaihi Raji'un" said Bu mut and Mr. Suyatno simultaneously

"yeah ma'am we say goodbye, excuse me .." said Raka who kissed the hands of her parents-in-law.

finally they left, Fahri immediately hugged the mother because he missed, "alah. in a day stay kayak at the stay just how many years, last night mbak you also said he said your friends stay, stay overnight, is it awake?" ask Mr. Suyatno.

"no sir, they're still sleeping, because we played with Arkan and Aryan last night,"

mr. Suyatno who heard also immediately fawed Fahri's ears, "had been told not to invite your nephew to play strange things again, remember their small incident, and not to mention your niece, you still can't afford to lose them ..."

"this father, by the way, our grandchildren have grown up, they must have been able to take good care of themselves, after all it was not purely their fault" said Bu mut patted her husband on the shoulder.

"sorry Mom, I just remember the bad thing, how not, we lost Wulan and Raka, and my life seemed ruined when I heard our grandchildren were lost in the supernatural world," said Mr. Suyatno who wiped his tears.

"sorry Fahri yes sir, this is the last time" Fahri promised.

"yes, I'm sorry you got out of control and blamed you, too" said Mr. Suyatno.

the girl who heard it did not think that the Fahri family had ever lost such a thing.

The girl even remembered the words of the grandfather if not an indiscriminate person who could coexist in the supernatural realm.

raka's car stopped in the distance, Arkan kept his head down while continuing to press on his suddenly painful chest.

"you're okay, son, if we don't feel well we go home" Wulan said

"no ma'am, I'm fine, now let's go inside" Arkan said.

when they came, the citizens were gossiping, "his corpse Aini could not be lifted even with six people, did he have a sin yes, even though the girl had been very good,"

deg... Arkan recalled last night, Aini smiled as she looked at Arkan.

"i've let you down, pardon .. because of the love and greed I want to have Setyo mas I did this, please help me to finish all my last processions with him," said Aini who before burning scorched.

"father please call out to Setyo's lurah, because only he, I and Aryan will be able to help all the final processions of Aini," Arkan said to everyone's surprise.

"i'm here, son, let's help Aini, because it's too late" said Mr. Setyo.

"but you're a different religion master and again you three are men" said a mother who blocked the three.

"do you want to see this good girl continue like this, let it go, even though in religion we rush the funeral is the law of the Sunnah," said Wulan reprimanded the woman.

the woman was embarrassed and welcomed, Arkan, Aryan and Pak Setyo wear gloves even wear a jacket and as much as possible do not touch directly.

"wait, son, if you can help Aini to close her eyes and mouth," cried a woman who was already old.

"yes Mbah" replied Arkan who was whispering something.

then it closed Aini's eyes and mouth easily, and it was truly shocking to those who saw it.

when he lifted Aini's body, Arkan hid something in his hand, he did not want Aini's body to become gossip again.

he continued to endure the pain in his hands, but he was as ordinary as possible.

"Amma please bathe this friend of ours," asked Arkan while showing him a scorpion in his hand.

"take Raka!" call Wulan.