Married Handsome Pocong
Chapter 45 - Lives Exchanged

Chapter 45 DPT

Ana was still observing the part of the tree that split right in the middle of it. Like a gate that opens and welcomes its guests to enter. No, rather like a crocodile mouth that is open and ready to be entered by its prey. There was no answer from the husband and wife. But finally, Ana understood that the object was used as a guide. Ana then followed the husband and wife to go deeper into the big tree.

The compass needle began to move around incessantly. Until finally the direction of the compass needle stopped and showed a direction. If the needle stops, it's a sign that their child's whereabouts will be found.

Apparently, the compass needle points southwest. Mrs Broto looked surprised by that direction. He even asked Mr. Broto to repeat the recital of the mantra to ascertain the true direction again.

Mr. Broto nodded and repeated it again even though in his heart he was sure that the compass needle would point in the same direction as before. However, Ms. Broto insisted that her husband repeat. In fact, repeated even the needle still shows the southwest direction.

"But, sir, isn't the southwest a sacred burial area?" ask the woman.

Mr. Broto frowned. However, he also knows for sure that the southwest direction is a sacred burial place of hamlets, even though the truth wants him to deny the truth, but it is impossible.

"Can I go?" ask Ana suddenly.

"Of course you can't, Neng. You stay with us" said Ms. Broto.

For some reason, Ana could not refuse. His steps are like hypnotized following the steps of the husband and wife.

Mr. Broto and Mr. Broto were still arguing despite the fact that it was a small mutter. However, Ana is convinced that the couple's conversation that says that no residents want to go there.

Villagers will only step on the place if there are people who died and are escorted to the cemetery. Or they could go there on a pilgrimage to worship ancestors. If it wasn't for that, no one would have wanted to go there because they were sure it was very haunted there.

Mr. Broto then gave orders to his wife to hold a sacred object that resembles a small greenish ball. The man also asked Ana to make a torch that ignited the fire and she asked Ana to hold the torch. The atmosphere around started to darken so intense that the light that could help them to walk forward came from that torch.

Ana said she then followed the husband and wife's steps to walk to the southwest. Mr. Broto asked the wife to call their son's name. The man hoped that while walking and calling their son's name, his son's spirit would appear and return home.

At the same time, Mr. Broto also asked that the torch fire that Ana held should not be extinguished. Though the wind blew quite strong and made Ana shiver. The fetus inside Ana's stomach felt throbbing. He rubbed his stomach many times in order to calm down.

Ana felt her pair of slender legs start to feel tired when she had been walking for half an hour. Finally, Ana reached the southwest area, where the funeral of the villagers was located. Mr. Broto then asked Ana and his wife to surround the area while looking for the whereabouts of the figure of the child they were waiting for.

Ana thought it was madness. How did Ana get to be at the funeral last night? And how can he come back later? Ana's mind was still confused and wanted to come back soon but her body did not want to obey.

Ana instead continues to follow the direction of Mr. Broto who surrounds the cemetery while chanting some spells that Ana does not understand. Fatigue is also seen on the face of the husband and wife actually. But they don't want to stop.

The three had walked from the beginning of the funeral to the end of the funeral and never found where the body or spirit of their child. Broto finally opened his voice. She felt suspicious and accused that her husband was wrongly impressed or wrongly cast a spell. Then the man snapped at his wife. Mr. Broto's voice was carried away by emotion had exploded in the quiet cemetery.

"I've been patient enough to follow you, sir. But, where's our son?" ask Mrs Broto.

“Till and be patient. I'm trying to find him too!" Mr. Broto then glanced at the time on the watch of his left hand.About a long time later he cleared his throat.

Ana looked around and saw nothing approaching. Even Ana felt the air around was very hot and Ana felt sultry. The woman asked in her heart who had actually come and Mr. Broto was waiting. Is that coming his son?

Either his arrival in the form of a spirit or already in the form of a human or even another spirit. Ana really doesn't understand. Suddenly, a tree branch moved by itself. There was no strong wind around them at that time. Moreover, the air around even hot Ana felt.

The cold weather was felt up to the bone marrow. Ana shuddered with horror until her hair brushed. Both legs belonged to Ana even trembled when she saw the branch of the tree moving and heading somewhere.

“He came,” said Mr. Broto.

"When is it coming, sir? Our kid?" ask Mrs Broto.

Until finally, the woman took out the flashlight she had prepared from her pocket. Mr. Broto just silently did not answer and asked Ana and his wife to rush to follow him.

Ana sighed deeply, then convinced herself to move her legs following the couple who seemed to be getting insane.

“Come, follow me!” exclaim Mr. Broto.

Ana stepped foot faster.following husband and wife who started getting faster also steps. Could it be the spirit of the child they were following? With very fast steps even began to run, Mr. Broto ran according to the direction of the tree branch.

Eventually they arrived at an older cemetery. The atmosphere around was very quiet. Only the sound of crickets and owls sounded earthy. Ana was really feeling a little scared. Trying to survive from grass that is higher than the size of the grass in general.

The itching was unbearable when touched by the delicate books of the grass. Ana also felt that under her feet were full of stone fragments, it felt like stabbing the soles of the feet and making Ana sometimes tiptoe.

Finally Ana was relieved to escape from a place dubbed as a grass forest. Ana began to be careful while tracking down. I don't know where else Mr. Broto took them away. Then, Ama saw several large protruding tree roots popping out.

There are also various vines that interfere with Ana's steps. If he is not careful, it is certain that he will fall because of the root stumbling or being twisted by the vine that propagates it.

“Pak, it looks like we are lost,” said Bu Broto as he set his breath that began to sound stingy – nasal from the whack of fatigue.

A large, black-robed figure whose tip seemed tattered suddenly shot out from behind a wisp of black smoke. The face of the long-nosed woman with the tongue outstretched and the two bulging eyes giggled. His body was about two meters tall but very thin. Both of his hands looked like tree branches. The figure floated in front of the three. Mr. Broto then asked the wife to kneel and worship the figure of the newly emerged creepy woman.

"He was exchanged for life, so I brought the life that Nyai wanted to exchange for my son" said Mr. Broto.

The creepy woman then laughed booming with a strong gust of wind.

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