
Finally Subhan was a little relieved by the phenomenon he experienced. He really can get out of a world that has never been thought of before.
"Well, I'm going to take this robe back" Who knows if a godly-like creature came to me and I'm going to ask him about the existence of the godly oustad" muttered Subhan while folding his white robe that currently looks very shabby and dirty.
The dark atmosphere began to brighten. The situation of the river that was very quiet now looks crowded by the residents who are looking for fish there.
"Sir, we have arrived in the village of Pak Sarto" Look sir" said Subhan while looking at the atmosphere of the crowded river. Their boats also began a lot unlike usual.
"Sarto was astonished to see the atmosphere of the river in front of his eyes. Usually the river even though the morning is not this crowded. Their boat also looks very good compared to the boat Sarto rented when going to Subhan village.
"Sarto, the situation of this village is very different from when we left this village first" Why is it so crowded?" even though it used to be only you and your child who are looking for fish here" Subhan told Sarto
"Oh, yes son" I'm confused as you are" replied Sarto short.
Subhan began to direct the boat to the edge, and gradually the sun shone brightly and the atmosphere that had been dark became bright.
Some residents who were looking for fish there looked at Subhan, Sarto and both of Subhan's parents with astonished faces. They were curious because the clothes worn by Subhan, Sarto and Subhan's mother's father seemed very seedy and dirty.
Their faces were also thin dry like people who were starving.
"Hey, look" Who's coming from the next village?" the four of them on a worn-out raft?" Are they lost?" such are some of the babbling citizens who are looking for fish.
Despite hearing those words, Subhan and Sarto ignored them. They kept going to the edge and were curious about what had happened to them.
When the sun was shining on their bodies, the faces of Sarto were getting older as well as Subhan's father and mother. Unwittingly, Subhan begins to look mustachy and stocky worthy of his 25-year-old youth.
"Loh, Subhan, why did you grow up?" aren't you 8 years old?" Is something wrong?" tanya Sarto was astonished.
Sarto finally observed Subhan's father and mother who were sitting listlessly. Their faces looked even older and their black hair turned white.
Just as white as the hair of Ustad Saleh who accompanied them when they were about to leave for Subhan village.
The figure of a 60-year-old grandmother sitting on the side of the river while observing the boat that came. The figure is like Rukmini Sarto's wife. Strangely, there was no Hasan there.
When Sarto came, Rukmini was seen sitting in contemplation, he sat with his trade in the form of fried yams ready to eat.
Sarto looked at Rukmini who was sitting quietly while looking towards the river. After confirming it was his wife Rukmini, Sarto immediately called out in a raucous voice
"Rukmini, my wife" call Sarto
Rukmini who heard her name called immediately turned her head, she saw the figure of her husband who was now growing old
"Sir?" have you come?" every day every time I wait for you here" replied Rukmini
Rukmini looks very happy with the arrival of Sarto who he waited for decades.
"Mom, did I leave you very long?" I felt like I was only going to Subhan village for a moment" Sarto told Rukmini.
"Sir, how about a minute?" I've been waiting for you for 20 years,"
"You promised you'd be home soon so I'm waiting for you here" replied Rukmini
While glazed over, rukmini said
"Sir, Hasan our son is now wandering into the city" Every day she comes back here" Rukmini told her husband.
"Oh, I'm glad to hear it" then let's go home, I've missed the atmosphere of the house.
"Come on Subhan, stop by my house first" Sarto told Subhan
"Yes sir, " replied Subhan
Subhan finally carried the body of his father and mother to go to the house of Sarto assisted Rukmini. Their condition is very concerning because they look thin dry.
Arriving at Rukmini's house, there are many changes that occur in the house. The house that used to look simple is now a fairly modern house. Different from ancient times..Apparently Hasan Rukmini's son was quite successful working in the city and often returned home to improve their homes.
"Sit here, I'll get you to drink and prepare food" After that I'll tell you about everything" Rukmini told Sarto.
Sarto nodded his head. He went to a large glass in his living room. His face looks really old. His youth just disappeared because he went to accompany Subhan looking for the address of his village which turned out to be Ghost village.
Regret is useless. But even so Sarto was a little relieved because his son Hasan had success in the city.
It looks like Rukmini is walking while carrying warm tea for the four of them. Meanwhile, Subhan saw the state of the house while asking permission for Sarto to wash his robes.
"Mom, I'm allowed to wash my robes first" Subhan told Rukmini
"Yes, son, you wash it first" There's laundry soap" Rukmini told Subhan.
Subhan nodded his head and went to the wash behind Sarto's house.
While washing his white robes, the figure of an old grandfather like a Saleh ustad walked in front of him but disappeared again. Subhan tried to catch up but no one.
"Hem, is Ustad Saleh around here?" subhan murmured in the heart
"Judah let it be" it might just be my hallucination" Subhan said
While looking towards the blue ring, Subhan summoned the zaenal genie who had been loyal to him.
"Jin zaenal, let's go out" I'm in the human realm" Subhan half-whispered.
White smoke came out of the blue jewel ring. A male figure with a burly body and a handsome face appeared before Subhan.
"Yes sir, I'm coming" Do you need my help?" jin Zaenal asked Subhan
"I want you to find someone who looks like Saleh's ustad" I haven't finished dealing with him" Looks like he's from the jinn just like you" Subhan told jin Zaenal
"Oh yes sir, I'll go for a while, wait here huh?" I'll be back" replied jin zaenal.
Jin zaenal immediately flew in search of the old grandfather's whereabouts.