Hidden In The Mist
Chapter 23 Lost

The rainstorm that occurred last night made the path to the village inundated with water and muddy. Herly came out of the cottage of Anom's house to see what happened last night.

"Man's footprints...?"

"There's a lot of tracks around this cabin, which means there were people coming here during last night's rainstorm."

"Why didn't I hear, there was any noise last night. Did I fall asleep, I don't think it felt like. We chatted all night, but I didn't even hear the sound of footsteps approaching the cottage door. Guess who's coming?"

"Or because of the rainstorm, so we can't hear the sound of people coming to this cabin?"

"Of course, this forest is very quiet, I should be able to hear the voices of people outside, because the cottage belonging to Mbah anom is very small. Is that his footprints?"

"If it's Anom who came last night, won't he be able to come straight in, or call us?"

Herly harbored her suspicions in heart, then went inside the hut, then woke up Bagus who had just closed his eyes.

"Gus.Gus wake up Gus, we go home right now. I have to check things out there. Mbah Anom hasn't come back here since yesterday. We have to find him, afraid there's something."

Reluctantly Nicely opened his eyes, his head still hurting. While rubbing his face, he got up from the hall, then washed his face with the water left in the jug.

"What time is it now Her, it feels like the sky out there is still dark. Is Mbah Anom back?"

"Now at six in the morning, we are in the forest, the sky is still cloudy, so you cannot see the sun Gus. Never mind, let's get up quickly, we have to rush to check the state of the house."

"I'm afraid something bad happened to them. We'd better go home now, all packing."

"Packing now Her, what are you going for, where are you going this blind morning?"

"If you go back to your ancestral homeland, I suggest you think again about cooking. You haven't forgotten what happened last night, have you?"

"Hishwa we were almost floated by the ingons in your house. Not to mention the curse of the woman named Darsih. Hasn't Mbah Anom wanted you, about this curse?"

"Yes Gus I know all the risks. It's my fault, man, I have to stop this madness. It's enough to take a lot of casualties, don't repeat in the future Gus."

"I don't want my wife's child to be the victim of our ancestors' crazy misguided possessions, and the throne."

It's good not to argue anymore, he knows Herly is right about this. They came out of the hut, and saw many traces of human feet on the wet ground.

Arrived good crouching. The young man's forehead wrinkled, his hands measuring the footprints, which he thought was abnormal.

"This is not a human foot, the size is longer and the curve of the foot is also deeper."

"I'm sure the soles of these feet do not belong to humans, obviously these footprints are different from the soles of our feet."

It was good to pair the soles of his feet with the footprints on the wet ground, and it was indeed a centimeter larger than his feet.

Herly did not feel anything strange about the footprints, because indeed the size of the foot must be different in each person. It was good not to comment, which flashed through his mind, last night there was a person or creature that was lurking around them.

Herly did not want to get carried away. He immediately left Anom's cabin of reot, while Bagus quickly followed Herly's first steps.

An hour later, they finally reached the terrace. Herly was aghast, surprised by what was presented before their eyes.

The house was ravaged, goods scattered on the floor. Tables, chairs, all upside down and broken. The window glass broke, blood gouged on the floor.

Scars mixed with blood can be seen contaminating the walls of the house. Herly saw her house as a battlefield. The contants only bristles. Can't imagine if they both stayed in that house.

With a sense of anxiety, they enter the living room. Disgust, horror, and fear, mixed into one. Herly was unable to describe her mood at the time. What he saw was completely brutal.

The further away, entering towards the middle room, the more they felt fear. Human body parts began to look divorced on the floor until the hallway to the kitchen.

"Damn, this is really sadistic. That thing is really cruel. I didn't expect the effect to be this bad."

"Mbah Anom. where the old man is, he's not here, where is Anom."

"Gus. Mbah Anom is gone, you search for him below, I'll search above."

They immediately dispersed, Nice combing the space on the first floor, and Herly searched on the second to third floors.

"Where is the old man, just make people bother!"

Good grumbling, all the space in the search, but Mbah Anom is nowhere. They met on the second floor, and agreed to look into the garden area behind the house.

"Chah.. Mbah Anom, what happened Mbah?"

Herly hugged the body of Mbah Anom, put it on the lap. The stinging sound of the dying old man's brick, trying to convey something.

"Heart with night, he knows where you are, finish this soon, the devil has united. Darsih's revenge gets stronger, destroy Darsih first, then perform the ritual of releasing the blood contract, with the demons."

"This is the spell we used to lock them up. You finish everything raden."

Mbahs... Mbah Anom is aware, Mbah!"

Mbah Anom breathed his last on Herly's lap. Her tongue clasped tightly onto the mantra written on a piece of goat skin. Herly hurriedly took the spell, then laid the old man's body on the ground.

The workers arrive at Herly's house, confused by what has happened. Some residents suspect Herly has been robbed. Others suspect that Herly had brutally murdered people in her home, for the sake of a ritual of exorcism.

Herly just heard the village's gossip, without the slightest expression of anger. Some people are starting to keep their distance from him.

"Father don't be afraid, I won't hurt you all. I just want to ask you guys for help."

"Talong help me bury them properly. This man is a hero to our family. He's the loyal servant of grandfather, they're working for me."

"It's a little money, do a study for them, at Yono's parents' house, don't do it in this house."

"But wouldn't it be better to wait for the jury police, and about the studies, why at Yono's parents' house, why not just stay here?"

A villager remained determined to know the reason. He suspected Herly had taken the lives of six people, who were now lying stiff in front of them.

"I'm sure the police, and you all don't want to know what caused it. Everything your boss has said, for the sake of the villagers, understand!"

Good to snatch the question of the village man who seemed to want to corner Herly. He was unable to control his emotions, as residents questioned the deaths of six people who the villagers did not know who they were.

"Please calm down, Gus, let's finish this well, come on, come with us inside. You check what's going on with the walls, ceilings, home furnishings, and everything you can find."

"There's nothing I can hide from you. Please judge for yourself, what happened."

They then flocked into the house, some people ran out, because they could not bear to see the horror that occurred inside the mansion.

Some of them stayed inside, closing their noses. The smell is rancid, and the stench is rancid, but they still survive through the entire house.

"Yeshoo....!"

Then two people arrived just ran away from the third floor of the house. His face was pale as if he had seen something that made them really scared.

"It's over, don't go on anymore. The house is not right, trust us. Juragan Herly's right, it's not nanusia."

"You see what Parjo is, don't scare us. If until I find out you're lying, watch out, you'll have the consequences!"

"Bwdmkk....!!"

Just as the villagers were done talking, the empty room door on the third floor closed tightly, as if someone was up there slamming the door.

Spontaneously everyone ran out of the house. Some people even fell slipping due to the pool of blood that was splattered on the floor.

"So how father, if you want to report to the police please, but this means something in our house will terrorize our village longer."

The entire citizens glanced at each other, without anyone daring to refute anymore. They immediately performed a funeral service for Anom and his students.

Some of the others went into the house, helping Herly and Bagus tidy up the furniture. Although there was a fear tucked in their hearts, but the person still wanted to intervene to help.

At ten it was all over, Herly asked for permission to leave the village. While the villagers continued the series of funeral ceremonies according to customary customs in their village.

"I'm going to leave the house, father. For a while I'll go settle this matter."

"My message is that no one comes near this house at sunset. Please pray that everything is done well."

"Of course, we will all pray for Herly. We hope that the peace of the village will soon be restored as it is."

Herly smiled sweetly, she shook the hands of the villagers who had been faithfully working to their families. While Bagus was busy raising all the luggage, to the top of the car transporting the produce belonging to one of the residents.

They said goodbye, and the car they were riding in drove slowly leaving the village.