
Chapter 114
Ana finally told Grandma Blood as soon as Dika came home. In her heart, Ana hopes that her story will be happy and not meet something terrible when in the forest of Mount Sembah.
Madun's horse began to speed after all his supplies and belongings climbed onto the horse carriage. Ana then holds tightly to the bench as Madun drives her brown horse, crossing the steepest streets. Other than the Blood Grandmother's warning earlier, he did not know what was really going on in the forest within the Worship Mountain.
Originally the plains they passed through were almost the same. All the trees in the forest look lush lush berkelun with the beginning of the dry season. However, as they got further into the forest, it felt a prick of a sinister taste that welcomed their arrival.
The horse must have felt it too, for the horse was increasingly reluctant to step forward. Risa looked at Ana, who was staring towards the road with a calm look.
"Na, it's so quiet, you know. Do you realize how sunny it is here?" Risa whispers.
"I know." Ana nodded.
Ana then looked at Madun who was too busy controlling the horse so did not pay attention around. Or indeed Madun does not seem to understand the situation like normal humans in general. Madun tried to pull the bridle so that the car did not fall into the abyss.
There was no animal that Ana saw, not even a butterfly. Ana gulped as her gaze paced to the silent trees. It was as if the entire forest was waiting for his arrival.
Ana could only pray that the path they took was right. Hopefully he will meet with Jaya soon.
Madun continued to advance his horse into silence until it arrived at the deep river that resembled a wound incision through the valley. Ana saw a large stretch of land right in the middle of the water. The ground was flat and filled with big trees.
"That's the place!" Ana. "We did it, Sa! We did it, Dun!" Ana pats Madun on the shoulder and smiles with Risa.
Risa forced a smile to please Ana. For him to enter the forest that he said haunted is tantamount to challenging death.
"It seems fun to live in the forest like this, too," said Ana to encourage a little.
"What did you say? Ana realize!" lamented Risa.
Ana only chuckles when she glances at Risa, the kuntilanak ghost who is also afraid of ghosts.
The only way now to cross the river is through an ancient bridge of rope and wood that may also collapse if it is nudged just a little. The horse looked once, then stopped. The horse snorted and stomped its feet, trying to get away from the water. The brown horse looked terrified.
Madun descends to seduce and threaten the horse, Madun begins to convince the horse to climb onto the bridge. And the effort succeeded. The skeleton creaked and curled as their wagon crossed the porous passage. There's wood chips in the river. Ana continued to hold her breath along the way.
Finally, Ana arrived.
"Later to find a way other than this bridge, mending to another road even though it was long," said Ana.
He was grateful to still be able to survive the crossing of death.
Ana gazed into the region that was considered to be the heart of the island. The area has been cleared to form an open field surrounded by dark trees. The grass is uneven, but covered in a series of small hills, each height ranging from half to one meter.
"Where's the cave, Na?" ask Risa.
Ana was still looking around. The wind swept over the grassy mound and the effect reminded Ana of the surging ocean waves. At the far end of the grass, there was a statue standing.
Ana approaches and sees that there is an empty house. According to Ana from the appearance of the house was clearly never empty for years and at that time it seemed to blend with the surroundings. Ilalang swallowed his foundation. Ana strangled the walls and windows. The roof is softened and covered in black moss.
However, something made Ana think hard. There was a strange tree. The tree was huge and looked very, very old. Most trees spread a graceful atmosphere of silence to the surroundings. This one doesn't.
"The big tree must be the home of the dedemites" Ana said.
The tree was so close to the empty house that it looked as if the two were growing together. Its large, kenjal-tiered trunk travels to another wall like a huge array of black chimneys. Tree branches sticking out from all corners of the second roof tub, including some visible, are,
straight through the wall.
"Like that part of the house only the rod,"
Risa said softly.
Ana smiled then pulled Risa closer and grabbed her hair. Risa's starting to hate that.
"Sa, don't get into that house of horror, yeah," Risa pinta
Risa limped to the back of the carriage and lowered the carriage door. Inside was a wooden gompal crate with a rope
leather, without handle. Similar to an object that pirates could use to put gold pieces, but instead of treasure, the chest contained worn clothes that were only their own.
"I don't understand why we have to be far here" said Madun, trying to pull the chest. "Why don't you stay with Grandma Blood?"
Ana jumps down and helps Madun.
"You wherever you are, our lives are still threatened" Ana glared,
There was a kind of expression on Aja's face that Risa was unable to guess. The exact same facial water as he conversed with the old witch on the street. The facial water that tense Risa's stomach. Then a female genie appeared and smiled at him, bending his knees so that their gaze met.
"You must not be a human being" said the figure.
"Hello, my name is Ana. Can you show me where the cave of Mount Sembah is?" ask Ana not to get stale.
"Do you want to go to that cave?" ask the creature waiting for the big tree.
"My husband was kidnapped there. And he needs help" Ana explained.
"All right, I'll deliver. But, leave this horse carriage here alone," he said.
Ana asks Madun to stay in the horse carriage. He won't harm Madun. Then, Risa accompanied Ana to follow the creature waiting for the big tree.
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Jaya wakes up in a cave where the ground is moist. Some pebbles that pierced the sole joints of the feet were around it.
The handsome man was still trying to look around to find out where he was. The atmosphere in the cave looks thick. Like a night without the moon and stars.
Jaya felt being accompanied by a thick night without a view of the stars flashing in the sky accompanying the half moon. Suddenly, two voices of men were heard talking. Jaya then immediately poured out her body again with her eyes closed but her sense of hearing was getting stronger behind the large rocks.
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