River Suburbs Village
full of twists

The four of them began sailing in the late afternoon. Inevitably the dark atmosphere includes the journey. The lights used by Sarto only rely on flashlights. There was no other lighting than the flashlight held by Sarto.

At that time, Sarto was in front of the boat, Both of Subhan's parents in the middle

Ustad Saleh was behind himself. Seen Subhan still holding the spear relics of his grandfather and grandmother. The spear was silver like iron. In the spear there are still children descendents of jin jinggo who eventually sailed with the five of them

As they sailed and reached the crossroads, Sarto looked confused because the road they were traveling on was very different from the road they were traveling when sailing to the village of Teluk meriang. When Sarto was confused, it arrived, the flashlight he was holding was dead and could not be turned on again.

"Ustad, the flashlight suddenly died, how's this?" the road leading to our village is also not yet visible" It looks like the atmosphere of this river is similar to the ocean alone" said Sarto while observing the flashlight that was then held tightly.

Sarto tried to observe the contents of the battery in the flashlight and his efforts were still in vain. Subhan who was in the middle of the boat tried to observe the river. Subhan tried to remember his journey with Sutikno who sailed to the village where Sarto lived. While recalling the path he was on, Subhan said

"Sarto sir, why is the road we take today different from the road I once took with Sutikno? "Are we on the wrong path?" When I was with Sutikno, I passed through an intersection guarded by river guards"Now, I don't see the river guards anymore" Subhan said seriously

When the situation was pitch black, accidentally the boat they were riding five began to sway to the right and to the left. Like there's a big wave.

"Well, what is this, why our boat is swaying when there are no waves at all" said Subhan's mother with a feeling of fear. Meanwhile, Ustad Saleh remained silent without any sound and it made the four of them suspicious.

Ustad, what's wrong with you?" sarto asked as he went to the place where Ustad Saleh was sitting. The boat they boarded was increasingly fast rocking so that Sarto did not get to the back of the boat to meet Ustad Saleh. Sarto sat in the middle of the boat with Subhan's mother's father and Subhan himself.

"Subhan, hold your back firmly, son, lest you let go" said Subhan's father, holding Subhan's mother's hand. Meanwhile, Sarto clung to the wooden boat and tried to maintain balance so that the boat they were riding did not sink.

Arriving alone, the haunted river water began to rise and get into the boat. The four of them began to see the boat they were riding on almost drowned. Subhan shouted and called out the name of Ustad Saleh who had since stayed behind the boat.

" Ustad Saleh, how about this, help us us justad" Sutikno.., if you were here, I would have survived as I used to when sailing with you" cried Subhan lamenting his fate.