Young Physician From the Village
CHAPTER 20
"Kwe wis mateni ingon ingonku, entenono piwalesku....!!"
The codet shaman shouted while brandishing a dagger upwards.
At midnight, with the help of his warrior genie, Ki Codet, the shaman allied with the devil tries to trace the magical path left by the ugly creature that has died at the hands of Radit.
Ki Codet wants to avenge the death of one of his pet. He is a shaman who was asked for his help by Angga to use for Rahma.
The smoke of incense billowed thicker with the spell cast by Ki Codet. The keris he was holding seemed to shake, then placed on his forehead that was decile.
"Yes....!! Haha.....!!"
Ki Codet laughed loudly in his ritual room, he puffed his chest looking proud of his arrogance because he had found the target in question.
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"Lha iyo you know Ditt, fortunately yesterday you got a vision, yen ora lak yo Rahma wis in a skewer ro dapurane Angga.."
Doni opened the conversation as they were coffeeing at the stall.
"Iyo Don, nek wis has been stabbed, kae cah KKN mustine at kabeh expir, kammu ora iso met Kumala"
Answer Radit giggling.
Raimuu....
"That's a new road-paving project almost beginning, why can't we get another work call Dit"
Doni said somewhat heartily as he recalculated the rest of the pennies in his tangled wallet.
"Lek Pardi offered a job in Jambi, opo ora.."
Radit actually really wanted to join his uncle to Jambi, yes even if only a few months, as an additional experience.
"Oraaa..., I can't leave my mother far away, ntar asked Mr. Kadus again, who knows there is a detailed job info"
"Yo mengko wae bar magrib, mugo mugo ono"
Finally, the two young men left for Pak Kadus' house after they finished praying magrib. Yet they just got disappointed, there's no work in the near future.
The paving project has been fully handled by the relevant service, even the workers are innate from the contractor.
In order to eliminate disappointment, they intend to go to Mr. Lurah's house. Who else to turn to, Kumala of course.
Although Radit only complied with Doni's request to accompany him, but he also had to mentally prepare for Fitri's ignorance.
"Assalamu'alaikum mbak Farah, the same Kumala Fitri there?"
Doni said politely to Farah who was turning the paper back in her hand.
"Oh, please sit down. The two of them from before the magrib ga seem, somewhere, usually always pay to the temen temen temen if you want to go"
Farah answered, inviting her to sit down.
Then they had a light talk full of stale, hoping Kumala and Fitri would return soon.
The wall clock was 23:30, and they started to worry about Kumala and Fitri. No exception Mr. Lurah who got a report from Farah.
"Don't let the two of them get lost, we will look for them now, we for 2 groups, we search around the village, we meet in the mosque"
Mr. Lurah immediately gave instructions, looking panic from his face, after all this was his responsibility.
But it was Doni who looked so panicked, he was very worried about Kumala's safety.
"Quiet Don, ojo worry, Kumala karo Fitri must meet"
Radit tries to calm down his friend who seems very agitated.
The search began, the whole village was combed from east to west, but nil.
Not even a single citizen saw the two of them. Of course, this makes everything panic.
Fitri continued to cry in fear, Kumala herself actually felt the same way, but she tried to stay strong.
They both felt like they were in a very dark room, there was not a single speck of light, a damp and rancid-smelling place.
"Wooiii....!!! Release us....!!!"
Shouted Kumala with the rest of her courage, she was almost desperate with the situation.
Hiiii.......
The laughter of the creatures echoed throughout the room. The terrified Fitri almost lost consciousness.
There was no other choice, Kumala and Fitri could only recite the prayers they could. But it did not produce results. As they were tired of reciting prayers, they heard the sound of laughing as if mocking them.
The search is stopped, they will continue the next day. But Doni is reluctant to go home, he will continue the search alone.
"Let's golek I together, hopefully we get a clue"
Said Radit who could not bear to see his best friend was looking for the idol who had gone somewhere. Doni nodded as if he had a new spirit to continue his search.
"Goleki ning ndi Dit"
Although the spirit is so burning, but Doni does not know where to start looking. Radit tried to think hard, his mind was immediately focused on Mbah Sulaeman.
"Come to the tomb"
Doni only complied, although he was very sure that Kumala and Fitri could not be in the tomb.
"Ora ono Dit, ra may be Kumala karo Fitri dolan ning grave wengi wengi"
Said Doni whose brain is still lag due to his worries too much.
"Gundulmu... lha sopo sing arep nggoleki ning kene, calamno ati ro your mind dhisik, let's go to the tomb sewah, who knows we are given a clue"
Radit starts to get upset with Doni too, he panics too much.
Radit invited Doni to sit in meditation. Doni seems to be much calmer.
After a while, a very fragrant smell seemed to make their meditation deeper.
Meanwhile, at the residence of Mr. Lurah who is still crowded.
"Sir, Radit was the same mas Doni continued the search somewhere, I've tried to advise them to continue tomorrow only, but they seem desperate"
Said Bagas who was a group with them.
"We pray they succeed, that's all we can do right now"
Answer Mr. Lurah flat. They want to continue the search, but they don't know where to start.
When the two friends felt such a calming peace, their ears suddenly caught the sound of a faint voice.
There was a woman crying and another screaming. Radit and Doni recognized the sound.
Seko kono direction...!!!
After being convinced by the source of the sound, Doni got up and ran north followed by Radit.
They continued to walk towards the north while sharpening their sense of hearing.
Without them noticing, they had already entered deep into the forest. Suddenly Radit was surprised by a pair of red objects that looked like eyes.
As soon as Radit looked at him, the creature darted away somewhere. Radit thought it was just a forest bat whose eyes were indeed bright red.
Doni tried to call Kumala and Fitri by name, but to the raspy he did not get any approval.
They sharpened their hearing again, hoping that Kumala and Fitri's voices would be heard again.
Hiiiiihiiii....hiiiiiiiiii.... kwe nggoleki cah wedok loro kae, ora will meet, wis tak goo ning my grill.....