THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER LXXIX
The Forest Guardian's
In the hundred kilometers from the direction of the highway, the bustle was incredible
happen. A lot of grown men wearing yellow project hats, are busy
doing their respective tasks.
Their clothes and jeans looked shabby and dirty in the dust
heavy equipment in operation.
In the middle of the busyness stood a large tent where the designer
the building and its assistant were in discussion.
They had difficulty getting rid of a large stone of the size
a thousand square meter house that stands firmly in the middle of the area.
It's been almost six months the construction workers, haven't found
manner. It has even summoned local and out-of-area psychics to
perform a special ritual. But the mountain did not shift a inch.
Even the last shaman from mount kidul ran the ranggang
before starting the ritual. He was met by a beautiful, long-haired woman. Aromas
fragrant like jasmine.
The woman seduced the shaman while preparing
offerings. And suddenly he transformed himself into a giant white tiger
about pounce.
With a breath of his breath all the preparation of the shaman was tacky
porandas. Which makes the owner scared until pissed dicelana. That was
the last attempt of the building contractor who was arguing with his subordinates
at present.
The building engineer plans to use explosives. Whereas
his assistant suggested another way. With a special ritual performed by
local paranormal. That is calling Lek Parjo owner of the Nogo Twins.
The endless debate continued into the night
day. Where all the workers have returned to their respective tents to
repose. And the time shows at twelve o'clock.
Their conversation stopped when they heard the roar
distance. The longer the closer around their tent.
And soon the wind moved all over
tent construction. It was shaking as if it was about to collapse. The vibration's getting
hard like an earthquake.
The incident shook the guts of the engineer and three people
his assistant. Settled on the ground, the four men begged for mercy repeatedly
times.
As of sound, “He...he. Are you guys scared?”
“Am-campun. Forgive us..”.
“Leave this place. Never disturb him!”
“Ta-but Ki?” answer the engineer.
“No excuses. You guys want to die right now!”
“Im sorry, Ki. We're just workers here. How fate
our family later?”
“Heeem, “sahut voice without form heard.
“What is the name of the owner of your work?” ask that voice
revert.
“Mr Hendro, ki. The Hendro Company”.
“Ho..ho. He~I know him. You guys need to stop this work.
Let that greedy old Bangka be my business!”
“Ba~baik ki, “answer to four in unison.
Soon a gust of wind moved away from the tent. And ambiance
a silent night shrouded the area. Inside the tent
In the morning, the construction site became a scene. With his stall
their leader. Confused workers called a local doctor.
Finally, those who fainted regained consciousness. Stammeredly
and full of fear, the story slid from their mouths.
Everything in there is confused and none of them
works. The fear really overwhelms the men of construction workers.
Until noon, a middle-aged man came to him. Him
talk to the project leader so as not to proceed with the original plan.
But replace it with a new one. The owner of the project is confused.
He was in a dilemma between obeying the person who claimed to be the village chief or following
boss's orders.
“Father must trust me. Please make a mock plan
new for construction here. If not, you all cannot continue
kalian” effort.
“Ta~but sir?”
“Trust me, “while patting the engineer's shoulder slowly.
Drain the phone from the pocket of the sounding engineer. Slightly gasp
he accepts. Short talk happened with answer, “Good bos”. And telephone
also terminated.
The middle-aged man before him smiled and replied with a nod
polite building planner.
The engineer started picking up the stationery in his bag. Scratches
the planning of the building began to be painted on white paper in front of.
While the middle-aged man was staring at the grove of trees. Her view
far past the trees. He nodded and smiled as if he was doing
communication from a distance.
Shortly after, the man left the construction site. And say goodbye
with all the workers there.
In the corner of the largest tent, the middle-aged man crammed
his feet to the ground and “Blassh”, he disappeared.
Far above the height, precisely in a large rock that exists
the forest of Mount Ringgit. An old man stood up and crossed his side
looking in the direction of those people.
He nodded to the middle-aged man who had just disappeared
from there. His smile was engraved when the word agreed happened.
The old man who called himself ‘The Forest Guardian’ sat down
revert. He swung his hanging legs. Forward and backward
following the rhythm of the sounds of mixed songs.
Soon a wind blew around him. She's a little
turning, “You're here?”
“Ya~Ki. My husband and I want to accompany you”.
“Tumben, how are your great-grandchildren?”
“They are fine. Like I promised you back then, presence
our heir and curse breaker Laura”.
“Heem, great. Would you like to listen to a song?”
“Ya~Ki, “answer both in unison.
Ki Nogo also issued an apple brand android phone
from pocket. And the melodious song is heard.
Following the rhythm of the three different creatures of nature was shaking
his head to the left and right. “Ya..Nogo Sosro is enjoying the melodious sound of the
a female with the spirits of Darsi and Peter Jansen”.