DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 38: PAGEBLUK IN THE VILLAGE OF SARANG

    That night according to Javanese calculations was Kliwon Friday night. The day that ordinary Javanese people saved. It is said that he said on Friday night Kliwon believed many genderuwo as well as other mediators were out looking for prey. Likewise for residents of Sarang Village, who believe that Friday night Kliwon is a haunted night, a scary night, the most frightening night.

    That night, it happened to be the dead moon. The moon did not appear. Although the sky was cloudless, only the flickering of scattered small stars adorned the sky. Lighting lights are also only small lights in front of the houses of residents who are still far apart. The village house. Not to mention, the grove of large trees that are densely leafy, certainly add to the darkness of the village. Of course the atmosphere of Friday night Kliwon it feels very creepy.

    As the villagers tell us, Jamil's former home is now haunted. A scary place. Even as a place that is always avoided by people to cross the village road.

    Some women have fallen unconscious on the front street of the destroyed house. Some say that he was dragged by a large black creature, some say he was pushed by people to fall. Some even say that he was invited by the spirits of the Jamil family to enter the dilapidated house.

    Likewise with children who are often confused when they arrive in front of the house. There were often children who fell for no reason in that place. There are also those who fainted, there were even children who were lost in search of nowhere not found, it turns out that the child was even sleeping on a tree.

    Furthermore, the death of Mr. Pin is still a mystery, the villagers still believe if Mr. Pin died because he was attacked by a giggling ghost. Although Pak Pin's wife had to go to prison, the people of Sarang Village were still not willing if the woman was to blame. They want Pak Pin's wife expelled, released from prison, because she is only a victim of a strangled ghost.

    With pity in mind because the woman had a small child and needed the love of a mother and had no one else to take care of her, then also the demands of residents who remain insistent that the woman is innocent, then all villagers ask that Pak Pin's wife be released.

    Finally, the police handed the woman who had been in custody for five days to the residents. But with a note, if there will be nothing in the next days, the citizens should not blame the police. And of course, the police do not want to be invited again if there are problems in his village.

    Although heavy, the residents of Sarang Village also accepted. They kept coming home happy, because one of their citizens who was thrown in jail could be taken home.

    That night was Kliwon Friday night, coincidentally the seven-day night of Mr. Pin's death. All thanks for the release of Pak Pin's wife, then in his house held a salamatan event. The village waga on coming to participate in the tahlilan event.the atmosphere must be very boisterous. Especially the pleasure of Pak Pin's wife who was released from prison. So the event continues with stories of how when Pak Pin's wife was in prison, and what is not lost from public memory is the story of a murder committed by a giggling ghost.

    Until finally, without feeling, the night is getting late. The atmosphere was getting quiet and quieter. Only the sound of the night beast still chanted sorrowful tones waiting for silence. And occasionally, the loneliness of the night is broken by the howls of dogs that seem to tell there are subtle creatures that come to enter the village. Of course the people who heard, immediately stood up because of fear.

    "Toloooong ....! There are people lying on the street ....!!" suddenly there was a scream of a man who certainly sounded clear in all directions.

    People who had just returned from the tahlilan event at Pak Pin's place, immediately ran to where the sound was coming from. Likewise, who had reached home, had just entered he returned out of the house and ran towards the source of the voice of people asking for help. The atmosphere of the road in front of the former house of Jamil which was quiet because no one dared to cross, now suddenly turned into a crowded by people who arrived.

    "What's up ...?! What's up ...?!" ask the people who have come to the place of the man who shouted for help earlier.

    "That's, there's a man lying on the side of the road .... Just as I was passing by here, my battery light was shining on the figure, which turned out to be a lying person." replied the man who had shouted for help.

    "Vaaaaah .... Who's she?" ask someone who just came.

    "Don't know ...."

    "Try to see ...!"

    A burly half-aged man instantly flipped over the body of the person lying on his stomach. Yes, a young man who is already helpless. Then some people shone their batteries towards the body of the person lying down.

    "Susima ...!" said the person observing it.

    "Huh ...?! Kasiman ...?!"

    "Kasiman why ...?!"

    "Don't know ...."

    "How is it ...?!"

    "Please see ...!"

    Some young people, some adults, directly observe Kasiman's condition. But the body of the not-so-old man was already cold. Signs Kasiman is dead.

    "I think he's dead .." said one of the men holding his hand and neck.

    "Yes, he's dead ...!"

    "Waduh ...?!"

    "God .... Lha kok yan's death right in front of Jamil's yard, leh ...."

    "Yes, yeah .... It's right in front of Jamil's former door ...."

    "It .... Don't think about it first .... The important thing is now to be helped to bring to his house ...!"

    "Then it is quickly lifted .... Delivered to his home ...."

    Some young men immediately lifted Kasiman's body, to be escorted to his home. Yes, Kasiman was one of the residents of Sarang Village who when the house burned Jamil, he was the first to throw an oil torch on the roof of the house. Especially when the show at Pak Pin's house, Kasiman went home first to leave the event. And now, he was found dead on the street in front of Jamil's house, and right in front of his former door. People are starting to guess. Must be Kasiman's wife and children who were visited by many people by carrying Kasiman's body immediately shocked and cried hysterically.

    So, that night the people of Sarang Village did not sleep. They immediately prepared Kasiman's funeral. There are those who immediately prepare the corpse bath, some go directly to the grave to dig the burial hole. That night Kasiman was buried.

    The mourners who accompanied Kasiman's body to the grave, of course, brought the battery lamp, to illuminate the rather dark path. The front itself was four people carrying corpses. Behind there is a wife and children Kasiman who certainly while crying is not careless, while mentioning the name of her husband and father. Not willing to leave her husband or her father dead.

    Behind Kasiman's wife and children, a line of neighbors led. The name of the crowd, when walking to accompany the corpse, there is certainly a fun thing to highlight the flashlight in various directions. There was one of the mourners, the young man who shone his battery lamp towards the bushes on the side of the road. But accidentally the light beam of the battery hit something, a kind of barking holster or cloth.

    "Heh ..., heh ..., heh ...! That's what ...?!" said the young man to the friend beside him, pointing at the cloth lying on the bush.

    "Where ...?" ask friend.

    "That's ...!" the young man answered, taking his friend closer.

    "Huh ...?! How is it like the moon ...?! Mumpet people ...?! What's hiding, huh?" his friend who was watching closely.

    "Heee ..., there are people hiding in the bush ...!" the young man shouted.

    "Where ...?!" some people immediately replied, and of course immediately wanted to watch.

    "He ..., who are you ...?!" one of them snapped.

    But, the person who was covered in sarongs as if hiding remained silent. Then some people try to touch the person in the holster with a slow push.

    What happened, the person whose entire body was enveloped in the sheath actually collapsed helplessly. Slip in the bushes. The scabbard that covered his entire body was revealed, so that his face was visible.

    "Lhh ..., Lek Kasmo ...!" shouted the young man who recognized the person in the sheath.

    "Who ...?!"

    "Mauro ...."

    "Well, sleep in the bushes ...."

    "Not sleeping .... He didn't move ...!"

    "God .... Kasmo died ...?!"

    "Yes .... Lek Kasmo is dead ...."

    "Russia .... This is the Kasiman just leaving to be buried .., even now plus Kasmo ....Piye, leh ...?!"

    "Gini ..., some proceed to the grave to bury Kasiman ..., some raise Kasmo's body delivered to his house ...."

    "Walah .., last night two people died ...."

    "And he died on that side of the road, you know ...."

    Yes, that night, Kasmo also died. Young men who are only twenty-five years old and not married, even have no established job, must be carried by their neighbors. Kasmo also burned down Jamil's house.

    Just overnight, the residents of Sarang Village had already died two people. The two were the ones who burned down Jamil's house. A week ago, Mr. Pin also died who said his neck was torn apart by a giggling ghost.

    Does this have anything to do with the story of the burning of Jamil's house?