Pickup Transportation
(Section 333: Proud 11)
“Good, Son, tired huh?” His mother asked Bagus, his son looks very tired from playing ball all day.”
“No ma'am, I'm still strong if you want me to play outside again.” Good that even had a flood of sweaters and dirty clothes in almost every part, still wanted his mother to be proud.
“Now Good shower first, abis it eat, trus drink coffee milk so body Nice enakan.”
“Iya Ma'am, dad and sister have come home?”
“Udah, later we have dinner together ya.”
“Iya ma'am, I take a shower first ya.” It was good to go to the bathroom and clean up.
After cleaning up, Bagus went to eat with his family.
“Said mom, you now like to play outside?” brother asked.
“Iya, play ball.”
“That's dong, boy time in room only, want to play dolls?!”
“I don't play dolls, I play puzzle.”
“Kakak already yes, which is important now Good already like to play outside like Brother first.” His mother asked her brother Bagus not to mock anymore.
“Good, do you want to get into the children's ball club? Later dad enter like your brother.”
“Hmm, Good ...”
Nicely intending to refuse, but he saw a little boy with a horrible face was beside him and said, “Die!” Good to hear him nod.
“I-iya Well, I want to join his club.”
“Great boy, I'm so proud of you. You will definitely be great like a sister if you keep trying.”
Nice smile forced, although he really did not want to do that, but he was afraid, afraid if the terrible child came and strangled him, like the last time when Bagus did not want to play out of the house.
Dinner's over, Nice and his mom's still at the dinner table.
“Good to drink milk coffee, yes.” His mother offered him milk coffee with a glass topped with a small plate, Good to pick it up and drink the milk coffee.
“Good now can play puzzle, Bu?” Good asked.
“No, you are sleeping, because tomorrow you will be tired, right he said he wants to register the same football club father.” His mother forbade, Bagus felt disappointed but could not do anything. He finally went into the room and closed the door and tried to sleep.
“Good ...” A hoarse voice rang out in the ears of Bagus who had just fallen asleep.
Good to wake up again, he looked around, the light of his room looked dimmer than usual, good to see the glass, because at this hour, the boy must have come, Good to be afraid.
In the glass, the boy was in front of Good, as he looked in the direction where the terrible child was, it turned out to be true, the boy was in front of him, Nice about to shout, but it couldn't, the voice didn't come out .. anymore, like the nights before.
“Good ... follow me play, want?” The boy said in a hoarse voice, his body small, but his voice was very raucous.
Good shook his head, he did not want to come, but the boy forced, again his hand was pulled, so that his body was forced to follow the terrible child, for some reason, Good felt himself able to penetrate the walls of his room, so that his body was forced to follow him, even looking at his own sleeping body, Good was crying because this was somehow the night he was taken to a place he didn't know where this was.
It was good to see a cubicle house with such a large courtyard, when he entered his courtyard again, he saw that there were already so many children there, playing.
The terrible boy pulled Good into the courtyard, Good followed him anyway, for he was afraid, not daring to refuse the terrible child, he always ordered him to do as he was told.
“Good, are you here again?” Someone greeted him, Nice still can't talk, he just nodded, out of nowhere this girl knows her name, but she's the friendliest among the others.
“Good, Ani is also tired of that time, but later if Good has come along here, Good will not be tired again. Good also later can say that you have come here, so Good must be nurut same good that it is.”
Ani pointed to the terrible child who brought Good to this house. The boy was eating sajen at the door of the house. Who's home, Good doesn't know.
It's nice to sit down, he doesn't like it here, but somehow, the kids are here so much and they seem to be happy to be here, playing, running and joking around with the others.
Including Ani, she looks happy to be here. But Good still doesn't like it here.
...
“Har, what did you find?” The herds at the headquarters again after they failed yesterday to bring Ani home, not even a single child who managed to be picked up to go home.
“I have not found the identity of the shaman, but .. I found something, you guys look at this.” Hartino projected his presentation in front of a screen with a projector.
“There is a hereditary story in an area, about a house that gathers the souls of children to .. enslaved.” Hartino explained in a quite heavy voice, others were surprised by Hartino's explanation that had just begun.
“Indensated? For what?” Ganding asked.
“For, it's crazy if my invention is true.”
“What Har!” Aditia was impatient.
“Santet tools!”
“Job!!! Goddamn it!” Aditia hit the table, because it shook the ground she was on, others were shocked, because Aditia if angry, Kharisma Jagatnya side out, no wonder, no wonder, he was a descendant of the king who was the Charisma of the Great Plane and Ayi Mahogra at that time.
“You mean, what because a child's spirit is able to absorb energy from a house that he occupies, to be able to make the inhabitants of his house so weak, so as to, then finally these children become invisible soldiers to smooth the killing of the witchcraft path for the order?” Alisha made sure, because she used to have faced problems like this, but that was once.
“More or less so dear, the shaman deliberately sought out children who were considered troubled by his parents to make them eventually die and make their spirits his captives, then dredge money from the witch doctors. This shaman practices witchcraft by sending the spirit of the little boy to the house of his witch target, to make the occupants of the house weak. So after the residents of the house were weak, sick and then died, the shaman managed to run the witchcraft ordered by the bad guys who wanted the inhabitants of the house to go.” Hartino explained to his wife.
“This murder!” Aditia is getting angry, “we must immediately find the shaman Har, otherwise he will continue to look for the spirit of children to serve as soldiers so that his witchcraft practice continues!” Aditia continued.
“I know Dit, but I'm deadlock, don't see you. Because according to the legend I found on the dark web, the shaman was finally burned by the masses, because he was caught doing witchcraft and murder, the shaman was long dead and his identity was completely unknown. He could have been Mbah Endi, Mbah Asep, Mbah Udin and others. He is slippery and able to protect himself from the people who hunt him.”
“Har, are you sure you've searched carefully?”
“Dit, don't doubt my ability, yes.”
“Har, Dit, gini only. Let's go through the thirty children who were victims, and then we make sure the pattern, he must be working with the pattern, he might as well have people he trusts to bring in mothers who feel his son is troubled, maybe we can find him out of the thirty children who are victims.”
“Oh yes Nding, you are smart. Surely the son of a bitch was working with a pattern, looking for those kids in an area he thought was able to give him the spirit of children he could hold and then finally nurtured.”
“Newly know that I'm smart Dit! Yeah, so I think we'll find information from those victims.”
“Nding, besides, it might not hurt to spread, I mean, if the target is children who are considered to be in trouble with his parents, means the area he goes to, I mean, definitely is an area with a high crime rate.” Alka suddenly had a pretty good idea.
“Yes, it's also possible Nding. Because the mother who thinks her child is troubled, must be a mother who lives in a place with a high criminal tendency, I know which area it is, because it used to be at the time of the angkot rik, I passed through many areas that had even been a prostitution area, until many children were born without a father and considered troubled by his parents.” Aditia agrees.
“Then, we walk in pairs again.” Gendell offers ideas.
“I like it.” Hartino winks at Alisha.
“Only you can weird Har, so don't express like that, I don't like.”
“Makanya marry, Nding!” Hartino.
“You can be serious!” Alka was angry, she was also upset to hear the word marriage, something she had a hard time doing with her loved ones.
The six men of the herd were finally preparing to return to the hard work of seeking more in-depth information.
While the herd was trying to catch up to the shaman, Bagus woke up very exhausted, his mother even roused him to wake him up.
Nice face was pale, it was Saturday, he wanted to sleep longer, but his mother would not allow it.
“You have to come with dad for the list of club balls, you forgot?”
“Good tired Bu, want bobo first.”
“Do not reason you, I already know this, you must be lying actually, you do not like to play football right!” His father suddenly entered his son's room and immediately leaned in with anger at the child who had just woken up.
“Ngak Well, Nice likes it, this is Good to be ready to come with Dad.”
Good was forced to get up from his bed and prepare to take a bath, even though his whole body was sick and tired, let alone his heart. He felt alone and without support.