Hidden In The Mist
Chapter 13 Warning

The librarian named Ema was still reading the book, and translating the contents for Angga, but the handsome young man did not listen at all to what Ema had read for him.

Angga is still busy struggling with his own thoughts, but the Bandi om who from earlier only looks indifferent, silent the man was focused on listening, listening, and underline a few sentences that he thinks are the key to the root of the problems that are being faced by Angga.

"It's late in the afternoon, we should go home now, this library will be closed soon, about your friend's problem we discuss it again later at home."

"Mak Ema thanks for the cooperation, we will discuss the contents of this book at home."

Ema smiled a little at the words of Bandi, the friendly woman immediately closed the book, then stood up while tidying up some of the books that had been read by Angga.

"Ah let me just tidy up his book mbak, I still remember the arrangement and location."

Angga regains consciousness from the daydream, and clumsily rushes to help Ema return the book scattering on the table.

"It is not necessary, let it be sir, this is also part of my duty, if you still need help do not hesitate to come to visit here, I am ready to help as much as possible."

Angga smiled faintly as he scratched his forehead, he felt uneasy about having acted unethically to the person who had voluntarily given him help.

"Once again thank you, Mbak Ema, without your help, maybe today our search is still zero, will not find any answers. With your help, we've got a little bright spot on the puzzle behind the mystic mystery I'm trying to solve."

"Other times I will definitely come to visit again here, hopefully at that time, I just visited without bringing any new problems. So please forgive our attitude earlier ya mbak."

"It's okay sir, I understand, whenever we come back here again, to be honest we are very happy to receive your visit, because in modern times like today, we are happy to receive your visit, there are still people like you who care about the history and culture of the nation."

Angga and om Bandi smiled knots while putting two palms of their hands on the chest and then both say goodbye.

They immediately left the library escorted by a security who escorted up the library terrace.

Om Bandi smiled at the security, and a moment later his old motorbike passed from leaving the parking lot of the regional library.

On the way home Angga is still thinking whether he will try to persuade Herly not to perform the ritual, or decides to go with Herly to his ancestral village, and then they'll nullify all blood covenants that bind Herly as ancestral heir.

"If you still want to help your friend, um Bandi will not prevent you anymore. But um Bandi is coming with you. We'll both help him."

"Remember everything has risks and this problem is not an easy matter, once you step in, you can't go out anymore."

Angga was surprised, he did not believe that om Bandi would support his determination. With a new spirit that stirred gebu, Angga wanted to immediately solve the puzzle behind the black history of Herly's ancestors.

"Thank you, I promise to be careful in this matter, um Bandi don't have to worry."

"Don't be too excited, we don't know what your friend's problem is Ngga, honestly om a bit worried, but what else, you don't want to listen to om's advice, you don't want to listen to om's advice, so I have to come with you to Banyuwangi."

Angga was silent, in his heart he wanted to scream as tight as he was tight, but he did not want to look ridiculous in front of om Bandi.

"Thank you, I don't know what to say, of all the best Bandi."

At four o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived home, eating they began to discuss what it called the blood covenant, how the ritual worked, how the ritual worked, and it was important to them how to break the blood covenant that had been in place since Herly's ancestors.

"From some of Ema's explanations, um Bandi had listened to four important sentences that your friends must do Ngga."

"Both rituals of the transfer of the renunciation covenant must be performed just before the final covenant, or he alone will be the next ingon."

"Sure this will be very dangerous, for your friend, he or his child will be stranded to death. Herly's body will be gnawed to the ground and then, his wife, continues to the children, until their heir is completely depleted."

Hearing the words of Bandi, Angga shuddered in horror, he remembered the condition of the father who looked very suffering, his body was thin, weak, sunken eye bags, and blue skin. Angga thought that at that time the father had made the decision to subvert himself in order to save Herly from the curse passed down by their ancestors.

"I understand now why Romo had Herly invite us, why he wanted Herly to have friends, the reason might be very simple, he wanted us to take care of his son, he said, or even more than that there may also be one of us who can continue the ritual as in the will."

"But is it possible, is this one of the scenarios that are compiled by the father?"

"Or Herly already knew, and was involved, if my thoughts were right, then Ryo, Jaka, and Bagus were in danger. If one of them had the same weton as Herly, it's not impossible that he'd topple one of them."

Angga continued to dwell on his own thoughts, there was concern in him. Various speculations revolve in Angga's brain, he suspects that something is wrong with Herly and that makes it even more tense, in addition, the mysterious person he saw when he left the village. Angga increasingly suspect that their appearance is not a coincidence.

Angga became agitated and wanted to return to the village of Herly to find out the truth behind the contents of the will left by the father.

"Hey... Angga... why do you even daydream, want to know the third note not?"

" Oh... Yes. yes, what's the third om, just keep going, I'm still looking at it."

Om Bandi felt that his nephew was already very serious in the case of Herly, and he thought he could no longer persuade Angga with his determination.

"Third, he had to find someone who could buy time, but this also could not last long. Your friend must quickly find a successor, or he performs a ritual and goes on a heretical covenant passed down to him."

"Or he should break the agreement at the place where the ritual was made, and he should know the procedure."

"I think breaking the agreement is the best way for him, because if not, sooner or later his descendants will become victims. It's like an unbreakable vicious cycle, unless they're all gone."

"In that case, I must quickly return to Banyuwangi, my friend's friend there may be in danger at this time."

Om Bandi did not answer, he got up from his seat and walked to an empty room near the kitchen. The man then pulled out a vault, then took something wrapped in yellow cloth.

"I didn't expect that I would use this heirloom again, that kid is stubborn indeed, hopefully my decision to support him this time is not wrong."

Om Bandi let out a long sigh and then came out of the room while carrying two objects in his right hand.

"This is our great-grandfather's heirloom, because now om Bandi is the only son in the family, then om who takes care of this heirloom now. It used to be your uncle who guarded the great heirloom, but he's gone, so om who takes care of this thing now, you will also take care of it."

Om Bandi then gave the heirloom in his hand to Angga while saying kamit reading prayer. The man then stroked Angga's head and smiled.

"May God take care of you, tomorrow morning we go to the station, when you rest early, om want to go out for fresh air you just wait at home do not go anywhere."

Om Bandi then stepped towards the living room, then went out and locked the door from the outside. Although not understand the attitude of om Bandi, but Angga did not want to ask or argue. He decided to go into the room to pack.

"The ancestral heirloom, in modern times as it is today, there are still people who nurture the culture. I hope my decision is right this time."

"As I promise tomorrow, I'll return to your village Her, hopefully nothing happens there until we both arrive."