Hidden In The Mist
Chapter 19 The Secret Room

It was good to continue walking through the backyard, like there was one force that pushed the young man to leave, going deeper into the plantation area.

"What's behind this building why do I always want to go into that plantation?"

The more curious the Good kept following his feelings. Without realizing it, a black shadow figure was behind the lush trees watching his steps.

The further into the garden area, the more curious. He stopped at a hole covered with a wooden board. His feet stepped on the wooden plank and knew something was down there.

Then he realized that he was not alone at the moment. There are others who love him from a hidden place.

"Surprisingly, it feels like I'm on someone's tail, but where is he hiding?"

Nicely watching his surroundings, the young man's eyes were wildly looking, but he did not sense any suspicious movements.

Because the Good sense walked around, then hid while hoping the person who was stalking him out. But it didn't happen. He hid long enough, but no one showed up there.

Good then decided to open the wooden board. He was pretty sure there was something down there hidden, and kept secret from everyone. Maybe Herly doesn't even know it.

With his dagger Good tried to unseal the wooden board, and the land, he began to successfully pry it. Good to be surprised, because behind the wooden board, there is a staircase leading to one place.

Out of curiosity, he opened the wooden board, then peered down the stairs.

"True to my guess, there's something that Romo is hiding here. But what is this place?"

Good down the stairs and through the dark hallway. With the fireplace she always carries. Nicely walked inside, and he found a torch located on the wall of the cave. Nice lulu lit the torch, and she stepped in deeper.

"This is the place of the ritual offering, there is

altar table and candle holder. A lot of human bones are stacked up there. It was only fitting that the aura of the house became cold and haunted. It turned out that Herly's father had long since imprisoned the soul soul of the person he had slain."

"It's a baby skull, what a sadistic romo is, I have to get out of this place, the air in this cave is getting hot, it looks like something's wrong with this place."

Good hunting rush back up. At the end of the stairs Herly had been standing waiting with a sense of uneasiness. It seemed as if Herly was agitatedly waiting for Good to emerge from the dark passage below.

Meanwhile Bagus continued running, a profit-like figure chasing after, about to pounce on him. Lucky Good managed to reach the stairs. The sunlight makes the creature go back into the dark.

"Please Gus, no one can go in there, you have freed something evil from the cave!"

Herly was assisted by several workers and immediately closed the hole with a wooden board. This time they sealed it with iron chains.

Good who was upset then pushed Herly until the skinny man almost fell to the ground. But he was lucky because one of the reflex workers was holding his body.

"So all this time, you've been a part of all this Her, you already know that your romance is performing a perverse ritual, don't you?"

"So you said jerk, I've been patient enough with your haughty attitude all this time, but this time you've been too late Gus!"

"Never accuse my romance of being that cruel, you think who you are!"

Herly pushed Bagus back, then pointed at his face. Herly was really angry, his emotions could not be contained anymore. The man didn't like anyone insulting him in front of his eyes.

"Heh... You think I'm stupid, you think I'm blind, until I can't tell the difference, which is right and wrong?"

"You know what I saw down there, it's an altar of devil worship, and do you know what I found?"

"Below there was a lot of dried blood, a pile of human bones, and there was even a baby skull there, what was the name of it huh...?"

"I understand everything now, no wonder the house was shrouded in a black aura. Do you know, today Jaka has been attacked by a mystic in your house?"

The fact revealed by Bagus made Herly stunned, he was unaware that something had gone wrong in their family. He understood why their family lawyer urged him to find someone else to accept the burden of the ritual.

It turned out that the problem behind her romantic will was not as simple as Herly thought. He had just remembered about the full moon mash ritual that the lawyer had said.

"So the tumbal ritual is true, I don't know at all about this Gus, all this time I didn't know there was anything big that Romo was hiding."

"We've always been warned not to come here because my father said the hole was a cursed place, there was an evil spirit tied there."

"That's why no one can open that hole. Honestly I don't know about the contents of this hole, because the hole covered by this wooden board has been around since I was born Gus."

Good was still not convinced by Herly's exposure, as he also overheard Herly's conversation with her romance lawyer. The middle-aged man clearly said about the collision that Herly had to do, if he did not want to give up the rights to property in the village to others.

Amidst their debate, arriving from behind the trees, an old man, appeared carrying a keris in his right hand. He came to approach Herly and Bagus who almost hit.

"I locked them in there, Herly's father was only obliged to provide offerings so that the creature did not interfere."

"I also continued the collision. Raden doesn't know about this issue, because we hid everything from the raden, and the villagers. Everything to keep the village calm."

Herly was surprised, he and the villagers had never known the mysterious figure of a man who, at this time, had suddenly appeared before them.

"Who's the grandfather, why are you here, and know so many of our family secrets, that even I myself know now."

"Please answer me, what is grandfather's relationship with my family?"

"I am Anom, the last child of the ducal courtiers, who since our generations has been in charge of guarding the raden family."

"Grandfather Raden has taken me as his own brother, we brought you here, and I forbade your romance from leaving this village, Darsih could smell the scent of the descendants of the dukes if the romos left this village."

"The curse of Darsih is still valid, so I forbid your romance to go. While you are different, you can be free to go in and out of this village, because you were born here, and this village protects your body ngger."

"But that doesn't mean you're safe, that's why the collision was given. Father raden was stubborn, he was already unwilling to continue all this, so he sacrificed himself."

"I can't stop it anymore. Maybe this is his fate path. No matter how hard we try, but fate has its own way."

"Yes, maybe it should be this way, so that the past grudges can pay off."

"Wong urip kae ngelakoni, opo sing wis dadi takdire, kabeh wis onok ceritane, crew iki mek iso upoyo, lan wrestling prince sing dadi penetu menungso fate."

The living person lives what is his destiny, all there is a story, we can only try, but the fate of God determines man.

"If you are sure you want to break the blood covenant, then it can only be done in your ancestral village."

"Bring these three things. The bottle contained the duke's blood, spilled it in this cup, then read the mantra on the paper, while performing the ritual."

"That's the only way to escape the bond of agreement, don't forget, bring the usual sajen laid by your romom."

"The content must be complete, nothing less, or everything will be in vain."

"Rituals will not go so easily, so prepare mentally, and your faith, only with determination, can you go through all these trials."

Herly accepted the three things doubtfully. He still did not believe the figure of grandfather in front of him. But Herly had no other choice. Inevitably he had to do all that in order to escape the curse.

"Thank you for all that grandfather did for the sake of our family, really, I can't repay grandfather's services, other than thanking him.

"Have no need to thank my body as dirty as our ancestors. It's time to clean up, may the prince grant forgiveness."

The man dressed in all black gave his keris to Herly, then left just like that. Herly who does not understand what keris is for. Then quickly ran after the old man, who, despite his age, walked very quickly.

"Grandfather forgive me, but honestly I don't know why you gave this kris to me?"

"You will return to the land of the ancestors, the land of the damned. The curse of Darsih remained attached to the descendants of the dukes. He's definitely not gonna let you go."

"That grimace is on guard, I will pray for you from here. May you succeed in that ritual of release."

Herly was silent while looking at the keris given to her, while the old grandfather had disappeared from Herly's eyes.

Nice to pat Herly on the shoulder, she felt bad, for having accused Herly and her romance. Although somewhat reluctant, but Good finally apologized to Herly for the misunderstanding that occurred between them.

"Her I'm really sorry, honestly I didn't think your family's problems were so complicated. I promise to accompany you to the village of your ancestors."

"We solve this problem the same way, after that we start all over. Hopefully there are no obstacles when performing the release ritual."

"Thank you, Gus, I'm sorry, too, for getting you into my family's troubles. But you don't have to interfere in this matter."

"Tomorrow morning Yono will take you to the station, this matter let me handle Gus alone."

Good not to answer, but he was determined to still go with Herly, whatever the risk.

"The kris belonged to the duke in the heart of Darsih, only the heirloom of the duke's kanjeng could kill the cursed creature!"

Suddenly, Grandpa's voice was heard again. Herly searched here and there but she didn't find her figure.

All of them returned home, and Herly requested that the two workers he was with keep everything that happened on the plantation a secret today. Herly does not want the community to be afraid of work, and even interfere with the lives of peaceful villagers.