Ghaib Explorer (Gaib Pawang Group)
Chapter 152: The well that was saved
In the rice field there is a well that is quite old. It was guarded by an old man named Mr. Pardi.
Mr. Pardi said that since he was a child the well has been standing in the building.
The rusty fence and the grass that signifies that the well that is there is old enough.
There is one tragedy that makes the keeper of this well quite wary. Last night he heard a voice of a little boy who was shouting badly at the well.
The night was quite late at about 01:00 p.m. That night was a Friday day where Mr. Pardi should have spread 7 flowers.
Yes, it is a special ritual performed there every Friday. It is said that the well was never seen how many indigo groups.
The group could only see but he was unable to communicate. There was once one of them who told Mr. Pardi at that time.
"Do you know what a second-hand well this is?" ask an indigo child to Mr. Pardi.
The indigo child's brother was still staring fixedly at the old well. They both stood far away but still saw the well.
Pardi who was asked like that was clearly only able to smile wryly. Wasn't he the keeper of this well long ago?
But Mr. Pardi didn't say anything he was just another indigo child,
"What's in the well, son?" ask Mr. Pardi to the indigo kid.
"So, here I see a lot of beautiful women surrounding this well!" it was clearly the indigo child.
the explanation was clearly Mr. Pardi laughed. He already knew everything that was in that well.
"Then I also saw a change that occurred during the night before the well is not only inhabited by beautiful women but the Genderuwo also joined in there!" clearly the indigo boy was to Mr. Pardi.
Mr. Pardi could only nod his head. What the indigo child says is true. That well is a lot of its inhabitants.
"Of course what you say is definitely true and not lying, son!" obviously Mr. Pardi on that indigo kid.
"If you already know, it means you are very brave to keep this well! Their faces were horrible!" obviously the indigo kid again.
Mr. Pardi chuckled when he heard the indigo boy's reply. Indeed, it feels like it has become his food every day to see mystical things around the well.
Sometimes there are among those who come home with Mr. Pardi. Then with Javanese studies Pak Pardi expelled them.
"it's not wrong that I've been guarding the well long enough, Le! But I don't count. Maybe my gray hair could be a test. I'm here standing up long enough to look after him!" mr. Pardi explained.
The aura of the Genderuwo was alternating. There are dark ones that are not. The indigo child clearly felt it.
Then he was quite surprised when he heard one of Genderuwo's talk. His voice was only capable of this indigo child hearing. One of Genderuwo said,
"Blood!"
Hearing that then the indigo child said to Mr. Pardi.
"Father is already tied to this well! Do not let the ritual every Friday not happen a day. If you are unable to leave, then ask others to spread the seven forms of flowers! The ritual cannot be broken! Or there will come a terrible disaster!" message the indigo boy.
The message is true. That night Mr. Pardi stopped coming to spread flowers. It turns out that there was one incident that happened to one of his neighbor's children.
The boy is rumored to be missing after chasing a broken kite. Said his friend, the boy last time leading to this well.
"How's this? Where's my son?" ask a mother to mess.
Currently this well is being visited by village officials. They flocked here looking for the whereabouts of the mysteriously lost Alfi.
"Yes, sir, but will our children meet alive or dead?" asked the mother again expressed her sadness at losing to her husband.
At that time Mr. Pardi was really sorry. The village officer came towards him. They asked Mr. Pardi a few things.
"This well guard's father, right?" ask the officer to Mr. Pardi.
"Yes, sir I did guard this well!" pardi replied to the officer.
"Then do you know or see a little boy wandering around here?" ask the officer to Mr. Pardi.
Mr. Pardi who was still sorry was shaking his head. He really doesn't know where the kid is.
One of the young village officers whispered something to the oldest officer. They seem to be negotiating with each other.
When finished negotiating. The young village officer approached Mr. Pardi. With his right hand he patted the shoulder of Mr. Pardi who was still regretting it.
"Sing calm sir, there's still a way!" the young man said it was calming.
Mr. Pardi looked up at the young officer who was taller than him.
"Where, Le?" ask Mr. Pardi.
"Mr last night was there anything routine that wasn't done here?" ask the young officer to Mr. Pardi.
"Yes, Le!" replied Mr. Pardi honestly.
The officer then nodded.
"Then this is their delicate act, sir! God willing, the boy is fine. I am Haikal, I can see those in this well area! This well has stood here long enough. But I can't help you, Father! This kind of creature is low class sir. Maybe my friend can help! They're pretty famous supernatural handlers these days! I'll try to call them!" haikal explained.
Haikal's eyes were very convincing. That led Mr. Pardi to believe that Haikal was able to do one thing to help the missing child meet.
"Now just dissolve them!" haikal looked back at the oldest officer. He told them to disperse the people gathered there.
"What about my son?" ask the mother who lost her child to Haikal.
Haikal approached the mother and patted her shoulder.
"So calm mom, we'll help! Now mommy goes home first. Tomorrow afternoon we will tell you. We're going to the house!" haikal.
Hypnotized, the mother nodded. The residents dispersed and the area began to become congested again.
That's where Haikal started getting his phone out. He then contacted someone.
"Hallo, Dika!" haikal said greeting the person across the street.
"Open?"
"Someone needs help, in J Yo town! Come here, won't explain the chronology!"
"Oh okay, ready!"
Tuttttt
The call was also closed. Just now Haikal contacted one of the supernatural mascots. He is the Cak Dika, the oldest member of the Gautama Family.