ADJOINING REALM
THE CANDI?

The noise kept coming. I swept my gaze in all directions, but it was the same that only a dark forest lay before my eyelids.

"Bah.! Wake Mbah.!" my loud voice tried to wake Kakung who did not flinch at all from his sound. I even had a chance to shake Kakung's shoulder, but just the same, he still continued to be closed with a small snore from his mouth.

"Hihihihi hahahaha huuuu, wesewesewes"

like that sound that continues to burrow inside the head, like being in the middle of a crowd. Occasionally there are cries, laughter, and the sound of footsteps of small children. And many more sounds such as horse steps, wagon wheels, bells, and even the sound of the middle man speaking read a language that I knew nothing about.

Amidst the confusion and fear, the dazzling white light suddenly just sat right in front of my face, making me spontaneously close both eyes with my arms.

"Bah.! Where is Kakung?!" I shouted as loudly as I could to find Kakung who was now invisible in front of me. Not only was the Great-Brother missing from before me, my trees, fire, supplies were gone from my eyes. Only the sound of the crowd was left behind, whether the sound came from nowhere.

'What is this dream?' I muttered as I continued to slap my own cheek. Strange, it felt only an interval of how many seconds from the moment I met the light, but now it was really noon, the sun was firmly shining arrogantly above my head, and I also met the source of the noise that I kept hearing last night until I was scared.

There was a very crowded village in front of me. Stilt houses with thatched roofs and bamboo cubicle walls lined up neatly. The streets filled the middle of the population, passing by,

some of the children ran around and joked with their friends, and some of the men were wearing horses as mounts.

The clothes they wear are very old-fashioned.Women wear kemben and pull, with konde on the head.while men evenly bare-chested, only wearing pants made of cloth wrapped under the waist, and, and the blangkons on their heads.They're very pale, the skin is as white as cotton, their gazes are empty, and their gestures stiff.

"Excuse me. Mr.. Buk.." I said to everyone who was passing by in front of me.

Although I did not get a response from them, I was not tired of continuing to greet the closest people I could talk to. Strange, I asked everyone I met. They were all indifferent, as if unable to hear and see me. Until when I was a little angry because I did not get a response, I ventured to pat one of the shoulders of the person who was walking in front of me.

"Kang! Actually i...," the question stopped. Everyone suddenly stopped from his activities and looked straight at me standing up. I hurriedly took my hand off the young man's shoulder. Strangely the young man returned to walk, and the activities of the villagers continued. They again ignored me who was overwhelmed with confusion.

Tired of trying to ask questions, I decided to continue walking around the village in the hope that someone would greet me first. But once again I had to swallow a sense of disappointment, at this moment I felt I was a ghost, who could see humans but they did not see me at all.

"tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tak tak tak," heard the sound of the footsteps of the hordes of horses from a distance. The voice drew closer, and suddenly all the people who were busy with their affairs ran hurriedly towards the edge of the path that was shaking the village.

In droves the inhabitants marched and then bowed in prostration to greet the horse. "Sugeng kundur Paduka," (Congratulations on his return) the boisterous voice of the inhabitants said the same word, to a man sitting on a chariot, in the middle of the row of horses. He did not answer the villagers' words, the man simply opened a little curtain on his carriage, then took out a hand and waved it.

"Deg. deg. deg. deg. deg.." My heart was hunting, when a heavy voice came from inside the car saying "Stop!'' just when the party got in front of me.

Not only was his voice firm, his footsteps felt so heavy. My body won't stop shaking when I see that person coming towards me. When he got in front of me, he just stood looking at me with a probing look. He scanned my body from head to toe.

Surprisingly the residents who had not seen me before, now simultaneously looked at me with threatening looks drawn from their eyes. Not a single pair of eyes looked away from me, they all stared straight at me.

Spontaneously my body instantly shook, and it trembled even more as the crowned man's hand lifted and pointed at my neck. My body is stiff, not moving at all. Even my mouth could not be opened at all, I could only give up and continue to pray in my heart.

The hand had now grabbed my collar, but it came to a halt when the stone in my necklace suddenly lit up. The green light that emanated even penetrated through the thin fabric of my clothes. Made the handsome man scrunch his forehead, then removed his grip from my collar.

"Bring him!" he said briefly while walking back into the train.

Soon a burly person came running towards me with a small run. Raising my body and raising my body on the horse he was riding, then the man took me away with the group to leave the village.

Long enough since this group left the village. Seen in the distance a large and magnificent building made of stone, with one large gate as the entrance.

'Where Am I?' my mind could not digest anything that my eyes caught after entering that huge gate.

Really awesome. Just this time I saw a building of stone cut into boxes and then stacked neatly. The walls to the flat roof are made of stone decorated with sculptures on various sides into an engraving.

'What might this be what Sewahan calls a temple?'

gumamku in his heart remembered the story of Sewahan Turahmin who he said had visited a temple.

"Bring him in!" the crowned man came back after the group stopped in front of a pendopo.

After hearing that, the man who took me hurried down and carried me into a room with a very wide wooden door full of carvings.

Upon reaching inside, my body was lowered in front of the man who was looking down from the seat of his throne.

Actually, what is this guy going to do to me?

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