Screamnights
choices

            The eyes of Mr. Grace and Surya, made me remember the look in my mother's eyes. It was a hopeful look of the eye that I knew so well. My mom used to look at me with that look. I once asked my mother the meaning of her gaze on me, but until I got tired of asking, that question was never answered. My mother was reluctant to answer my question and only replied to it with a smile instead of an answer.

            If I could .. I would very much like to ask the meaning of hope in my mother's gaze to me. If I could .. I would love to ask my mother what hope she expects of me when she looks at me. But unfortunately I can't do that. I could no longer ask my mother about her hopeful gaze on me. Nor can I show you how I am now, how I am earning now and how happy I am when I enjoy my current job without any pressure at all.

            I couldn't do it because my mother was dead when I started my career as a youtuber. Every now and then I wish my mother had a slightly longer lifespan and that way, I can show what I have achieved this time, today. That way, I can show you how successful I am now.

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            “Then when can we take the footage on the tomb of Durawa?” Alena asked Surya and the village head-Pak Rahmat.

            Surya looked towards Rahmat. The two stared at each other before finally staring back at Alena, Gala and Manda who were sitting on the same chair in the living room of the house of Mr. Grace.

            “Ha-should, today Nak Alena, Nak Gala and Nak Manda could directly meet the durawapati who guard the tomb of Durawa. But this morning, we got word that the man who was guarding the tomb had fallen ill and could not get out of his bed. So ... we are very sorry to say that the recording has to be postponed for a few more days. What Nak Alena, Nak Gala and Nak Manda don't mind waiting?”

            “A sick fall?? So suddenly!!” Manda spoke in a slightly regretful tone because he was very, very curious about the appearance of durawapati who had been hereditary to guard the tomb Durawa all this time.

            “To be honest ... “ Surya opens his mouth with a slightly dark face, with both of his hands clasping each other. “A few days ago, durawapati worked very hard because there was an intruder in the tomb of Durawa.”

            “Includers??” Gala and Alena asked at about the same time.

            “How intruder?” ask Manda.

            The village chief replaced Surya explained. “Five days ago, there were some youths from the neighboring village who came and infiltrated Durawa's tomb. Because some of the tombs at Durawa cemetery are hundreds of years old, some of the young men believed they could find some treasures inside to buy drugs. Incidentally the number of young men there are five people and the odd number is something that is forbidden for the funeral Durawa when night falls.”

            “Then what happens next?” Alena asked curiously.

            “The five youths could not get out of the burial area for two days and two nights. They circled around inside the tomb as if the tomb gate where they entered disappeared just like that.”

            “Then how did it end? Can they get out of the cemetery?” Alena asked again as she grew curious.

            Surya and Mr. Grace nodded their heads. “They can finally get out of the cemetery area thanks to the help of durawapati. But during those two days and two nights, he worked very hard to get the five men back safely. Unfortunately ... although the five young men managed to get out, two of them had experienced a very severe trauma and had this and that was not clear. The two young men were eventually sent to a mental hospital by their parents as the two young men's circumstances worsened. That's what I heard.”

            Gala looked towards Alena and Manda who were sitting beside her. Gala intends to talk to Alena and Manda. But undo his intention because he did not want to make Surya and Pak Rahmat feel bad.

            Her night.

            Gala, Manda and Alena are having a small meeting in front of Ratih's house.

            Alena understood what Gala was feeling and this was not the first time it had happened. Among the three of them, Gala was the only person who disliked the horror and mystical things. Gala follows Alena and Manda, as Manda is her close friend and this job makes quite a fantastic amount of money. Plus, Gala can visit various places with paid instead of spending money and one more important thing, Gala does not need to be confused about eating when working because Alena is in charge of food.

            “I want to keep going.” Alena answered while looking at Manda who was sitting next to her. “How about you, Manda?”

            “I also want to continue. Didn't Mr. Grace and Surya say that we will be fine as long as we follow the rules in the tomb? What's more, it's a pity that we can't help them. Maybe this place really needs our help. With our arrival here, maybe we can help make this village as crowded as before.” Manda answered with a confident smile while looking at Alena and Gala in turn.

            “But I'm still worried. We don't know what's going to happen at the funeral. And again ... all day, our trip has bad luck. Isn't that a bad sign?” Gala spoke again.

            “Since when do you believe the omens, Gala?” Manda looked at Gala with a curious and confused face. “This is the first time you've discussed things like this. Are you really my friend Gala?”

            Gala raised her hand closer towards Manda and gestured to Manda. Not long after, takk .... Gala flicked her finger at Manda's forehead.

            “You hit me???” Manda shouted while holding his forehead which received an unexpected attack from Gala.

            “Not. I didn't hit you just flicked my finger on your forehead. Blame your forehead that can't avoid my finger.” Gala replied with a small smile at the corner of her lips a sign of her complacency.

            “Sial you, Gala!!” Manda swore angrily.

            Alena shook her head while holding back her laughter. “If I were you, Manda, I wouldn't follow the cue Gala gave me. It's not the first time Gala's done this and every time it happens, somehow you're always hit with that little attack? I'm really surprised.”

            “How could you, Alena!! Huhuhuh ... “ Manda whines still by holding her forehead which is now turning red due to an unexpected attack from Gala.  

            “Your own fault.” Gala's replying to Manda. “I am really worried about you and the fate of the three of us later and you still have time to joke with me.”

            The irritated Manda then moved the chair, sat down beside Gala and started replying to Gala by tickling her. Amused is one of the few weaknesses of Gala. Two of Alena's comrades then fight a small fight in front of Alena, while Alena looks for a way out so that her cameraman no longer feels worried.

            Something then sprang into Alena's mind. “What if this is?”

            Manda and Gala then stopped their little fight and now looked towards Alena with a serious face.

            “Do you have any ideas, Alena?” ask Manda.

            “Because we are still waiting for durawapati to recover from her illness, how about during the wait, we take a recording of the beauty of this village? Later after taking the tape, we can decide to continue our original purpose or not. How?”