DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 35: HORRIBLE STORIES

    Since the burning of Jamil's house, the atmosphere of Sarang Village changed one hundred and eighty degrees. The once safe village was peaceful and comfortable, now suddenly turned into a scary village. The reason, in the former house Jamil burned by villagers, now looks scary and scary. The former house, which is now only visible as burning wood debris, which is only a remnant of ash and black charcoal lying on the ceramic floor, is no longer approached by people. Residents thought in the pile of burnt remains of Jamil, Juminem and his son were burned with the charred property, which the villagers accused of paying off by raising a giggling ghost.

    Indeed, after Jamil's house was burned down, the villagers immediately left. They don't want to deal with the burning. So they all assumed that Jamil, Juminem and his son were burned inside the house that had been tied to the door from the outside.

    Now, the debris from the burning of Jamil's house is hidden without anyone wanting to look, clean, and even do not want to get rid of the scattered ash and charcoal. What is certain is that the scenery is not beautiful so that it pollutes the village. To be sure, the former Jamil house became a place that people began to avoid passing by.

    Indeed, the creepy atmosphere always comes every time the sun starts to sink. Yes, the person who passed by in the former house of Jamil must have been frightened and shouted for help. He said he witnessed a giant black creature that raised its hand with a thick fur, as if it would pounce and prey on anyone who passed by in that place.

    Once, one afternoon, there were mothers who bought groceries at a neighboring stall. It just so happened that he had to pass in front of Jamil's former house. At that time the sun had just sunk. The dark atmosphere began to envelop the village.

    "Tolooooong ....!!!" a loud scream from a woman asking for help.

    But then the voice for help stopped. The people who heard him came out. Of course looking for the origin of people who ask for help. Especially men who are braver than women. Of course the people who were looking for the origin of the sound were confused because they had stopped.

    "Who asked for help?"

    "Do not know .... Female voice ...."

    "Where ...?!"

    "Sounds the origin of the sound from here ...."

    "Please take the battery .... Probably not visible ...."

    Yes, it is because the place is dark, so it is not so clear the vision of those who are looking. And after the battery lights were highlighted, there was a woman lying on the fence of Jamil's house. A fence made of bamboo, some of which has collapsed because it was trampled by villagers while besieging Jamil's house.

    "This .... There's a fainting person here ...!"

    "Huh ...?! Someone passed out ...!!!"

    "There's a faint ...!!!"

    As soon as the sound of screaming people who are looking for the voice of a woman asking for help earlier. Of course the screams that tell if there are people fainting, immediately visited by other residents. They want to know who fainted.

    "Walah, Mbakyu Tirah ..." said one who had seen his face.

    "Yes, this is Mbakyu Tirah .... Just went shopping at my shop ..." said the woman who had just served her neighbor.

    "Let's get cut .... Sent to his house ..." said the man who helped.

    "Come ..., come ..., come .... We got it together ..." said the others.

    Finally, the unconscious woman was immediately carried along and delivered to her home. Then put it on the bed. Her husband immediately stomped his feet, so that his wife quickly kissed.

    A woman, her neighbor, took a warm tea with sugar and a little salt and put a spoon in her mouth.

    "Huh ...? Haah ...?! Haah ...? What was? Where am I?" after realizing Mbahyu Tirah it looks confused.

    "It's at your house .... You fainted .... It's drinking first to energize your body .." said the woman who gave the drink.

    "God .... Fainting ...?" ask the woman who just came to her senses from her stupor.

    "Well, how could you faint what did you see?" asked one of the men who helped lift the neighbor.

    "Congratulations, Kang .... I still survived this, huh ...?!" mbakyu Tirah, the young mother who just had a fourth-grade child in elementary school.

    "Yes .., you survived, Yu .... This is your husband .., it's your son ..." said the people who are still shrouding.

    "What's up, Yu ...?" ask the others.

    "So I went shopping, bought mosquito repellent .... Lhah, when passing in front of his house Juminem, there was a big black shadow ..., willing to pounce on me .... I ran away, suddenly the giant creature's hand was already dragging me. I screamed for help .... But I kept getting dragged along with the big black creature." Mbakyu Tirah recalled as she recalled the incident.

    "God .... What is genderuwo, yes ...?"

    "For you to still be stuck in that bamboo fence yard, Yu ...."

    "Yes, yeah .... If it is not stuck it could have been eaten the same that awaits Jamil's yard ...."

    "Wadm .... It's scary so ...."

    "Wait to go home how ...? I'm scared through the front of his house Juminem ...."

    "Yes, yae yo ...."

    "God .... Yesterday we just terrorized a giggling ghost .... Now change genderuwo .... Even more serem ...."

    "Lha who keeps it is dead, to ...? Already burned by the citizens so, kok .... Cook the pet creature is still wandering ...."

    "Yes could have been to, Yu .... Later if there is someone else who takes to be maintained, he goes with his new employer."

    "Oi .... So yes  ...."

    The next two days, a dark night, happened to be a drizzle down that night. The weather is not good to get out of the house.

    But there was a father who forced his son who was still in SD, to go to the stall to buy cigarettes. His name is a child, if asked by his parents, whatever happens he still went to the stall to buy cigarettes.

    However, it had been a long time that the little boy, who was still in the fourth grade of elementary school, went to the stall but did not go home yet.

    "Nlt .... This is the tole went to the stall for a long time.yes ...?" the father said to his wife.

    "Lhah ..., what is the father, to ...? Wong drizzled like this and even told his son to go to the stall ..." said the woman.

    "I told you to buy a cigarette .... I can't be cornered, ma'am .." said the father.

    "Ealah .., the little boy was forced to rain into the shop to buy cigarettes .... What is that ...?!" the word woman again.

    "Yes, yes Buk .... How long ago, yeah ...?" the father is now confused, because there is something strange about his son who went to the stall not coming home.

    "Wis, kono ndang followed to warung .... Who knows his son did not dare to go home ..." sahut the wife asked her husband to follow her to the stall.

    "Yes, Buk ..." The father, astonished by the length of time the child went to the shop, immediately went to the stall to catch up with his son.

    While shining a flashlight, the father crossed the road through the drizzle, running towards the stall, where his son was told to buy cigarettes.

    "Yu .., my son bought a cigarette here?" ask the man to the shop owner.

    "Yam right .... But already home from earlier, kok ..." replied the woman who owns the stall.

    "Nh ...?! It's not home yet, is it ...?!" of course the father was immediately surprised by the answer of the shop owner, why has his son not reached the house?

    "Well, piye, to .... So the memory hasn't reached home yet? Where do I go?" the woman who owns the shop is confused.

    "Wadm .... Where does this child go ...?! Yo wis, Yu ... want me to find first ..." the father immediately left the stall to look for his son.

    Battery lights directly highlighted to the edges of the road. He looked around the road. And when the beam of light from the battery lamp, hit the goods lying on the side of the road, right in front of Jamil's yard. Yes, an open umbrella lying on the side of the road. The umbrella her son wore while shopping.

    "Deg ...!"

    The father's heart stopped for a while. It's beating fast. His heart is not broken. Worried that his son was eaten by gengeruwo, who was waiting for Jamil's yard.

    "Tolooong ...!! Tolooong ...!! Tolooong ...!!" the father immediately shouted for help.

    People came straight towards the man.

    "What's wrong?"

    "Why ...?!" people immediately asked, what happened.

    "My son .... My son is missing .... It's her umbrella lying here, but there's no memory .., huk .., huk .., huk ..., huk ..." The man said and immediately cried because his son was missing.

    "Let's search ...!"

    "From ...!!"

    "Yes, let's get the battery .... Take flashlight .... Bring the floodlight ...!!"

    That night, the residents of Sarang Village crowded around looking for a missing child. Until late at night, the boy had not met.

    The father and mother could only cry, full of regret for forcing their son to go out at night.

    Now, every night in Sarang Village, it becomes a scary day. The once prosperous village, serene and peaceful, has now turned into a terrifying village. Seram village. Especially for women and children. And of course, the yard of Jamil's house that has been destroyed and remains of the burning is now the object of the horror story.