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11. New Facts

Radit and Aretha were similarly shocked to hear the latest information they had just heard. Even they are not aware that this village is indeed in an area adjacent to Alas Ketonggo.

The memory of all the things that Aretha and Radit had experienced before, now reappears. Like a replayed film tape.

"Sorry, Sir. That village is close to Kalimati hamlet, isn't it?"

"Eh yes, right. Radit, do you know?" Mr. RT looked at Radit and Aretha alternately.

"Yes, Sir. We've been there before. I used to be a teacher there."

"In Alas ketonggo or Kalimati hamlet, Mba?"

"Kalimati Village."

"Huh? What was Mba Aretha's meant by the news at that time?"

"News? Which news, sir?"

"I heard there was tragedy there, continuing to take casualties from the city. As the news came up, it was an uproar, Mba. Even the people in this village also discussed the problem. Though there are loh, villagers here who occasionally look for grass there. He said everything is normal. Nothing is strange. We all couldn't have thought that such a terrible thing could happen there."

"But he said the hamlet of Kalimati want to be built tourist attractions? Is that done, sir?"

"Tourist place? Seems not. Because if there are tourist attractions there, surely other villagers will come. As of now there is no information whatsoever."

"Assynolajet. Mr RT? Well, there's a guest apparently." Then one of the other residents arrived. It was Ratno.

"Eh, No? Sign in. Tumben, what's wrong?"

"Sorry, disturb, Mr. RT. I'd like to request a letter of introduction to the village." Ratno sat down with them. The living room at Mr. RT's house is quite spacious. With a long sofa that is quite able to accommodate guests, which is mostly its own citizens. Almost every day there will be guests who come to Mr. RT's house, whether to ask for signatures, letters of introduction, or domestic affairs of their regional neighbors. Moreover, Mr. RT is a friendly and pleasant figure.

"Oh yeah, what do you want to do, No?" The 50-year-old man then took a white sheet of paper that was requested by Ratno. He filled out the form in accordance with the business that Ratno wanted to do.

"Oh yes, this ... Father and Mother who occupy Mr. Ibrahim's house, huh?" tanya Ratno basa stale. Radit and Aretha nodded with a faint smile.

"Rubber, Mas. Uh, but don't call Mom and Dad, we're young. Hehe." Radit seems to be among the men who resist the old. But the truth is he is still young. Especially with the status of those who do not have children. Then the call of Father and Mother feels like it can be replaced with Mas or Mba.

Finished with the affair about the cover letter made by Mr. RT, Ratno was even engrossed in chatting with new residents in his residence. The stale bases on the origin of Radit and Aretha he had heard. Apparently Ratno had also migrated to the capital. That alone could be a long conversation between the three of them. Until finally Mr. RT discussed about the hamlet previously discussed by them.

"Oh yes, right. I go there often. Usually every two days. The grass there is a lot, thrives," he explained without burden.

"Mas, isn't there a tourist place to build?" ask Aretha curiously.

Ratno was silent for a moment like he was trying to remember something. "Oh yes. But not so, Mba."

"Not so? Why?"

"I don't understand the reason. Indeed a few months ago, I saw many builders who were carrying heavy equipment and materials. They said they would make a swimming pool tourist spot also outbound. Some have even begun to be built. But one month later, they no longer work there. Even the remaining heavy equipment and materials were left there." 

"Why is that, huh? Doesn't Ratno know why? Maybe meet one of his employees?"

"No, Mba. When I went there again, I was surprised. Why deserted? On where. I think they're off. The bulldozer is still there. If the project is stopped, automatically all heavy equipment right, taken home? It's not!" Ratno seemed enthusiastic about talking about this with Radit and Aretha. He did not think that new residents in his area actually knew about the hamlet that is said to be haunted.

"But when you run down the grass there, have you ever seen anything strange, To?"

"What are you right about? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"Ih! Mr this RT! Such a scary thing, why should I tell a story! Just imagine I'm still scared until now!"

"Where's the story, To?"

"I don't want to talk, sir. Seriously! I'm still scared. What is clear, the rumors about the haunted Kalimati hamlet, are true. Maybe the employees who work there are terrorized by subtle-creatures like me!"

"Mas Ratno sure?" tanya Radit looked at her seriously.

"Related, Mas. It's just weird. Just imagine if Mas Radit was in that position. After all, Mas Radit also understands, right, about the construction of buildings? That much machine time was just left there. Kan's weird. Loss how many hundred million it was them."

"But if you've been bullied, why are you still looking for grass there, To?"

"I've never been there, Mr. RT. Most only reached Alas Ketonggo Village. I am looking for a friend who wants to go for grass. So I'm not alone. I haven't been in that village for a long time. I'm scared."

"Well, I just found out that the place is still creepy. Maybe I should invite Kyai to neutralize the place, huh?"

"But the ghost that's there, won't wander out of there, will it?"

"You mean?"

"Don't let the ghosts that are there also come here. The ghosts here alone are already creepy!"

"The ghost is here? What ghost is it, Mom?" ask Aretha curiously. He was eager for one person to mention or ever see the figure of the woman in red, whom he had seen before.

Mr. RT cleared his throat, he glanced at Ratno who looked wrong. Ratno forgot that this should not be discussed clearly. Especially in front of new people.

Ratno scratched his head, while looking for the answer to Aretha's question. "dm ... That, Mba ...."

"That's a loh, Mba Aretha. The genie I was talking about. Umm sibyan."

"Oh. That's. Has anyone been terrorized so far?" ask Aretha again.

"She, Mba. Even he's gone crazy until now."

"Oh yeah? How could that be? How's story?"

Ratno looked at Mr. RT, asking that the village elder give more statements to their guests. Because Mr. RT has been quieter since.

"Well, I just give you a warning with Mas Radit and Mba Aretha. Don't go out on Tuesday night kliwon and friday kliwon. Anyway after the azan magrib, directly enter the house. Close the doors and windows. Do not let you look outside the house that night until dawn. Because if the genie sees you, or you see him, and even look at each other badly, then he will terrorize your home. Looking for a gap to get inside. Hence, every entrance, both doors and windows were also sprinkled with coarse salt. Spread it around bada asar. God willing, he will not be able to enter. Please obey the rules of our village, yes, Mas, Mba."

"Oh so. Fine, Sir. We're understand. If so, excuse me first. Do not forget, Pak RT is coming to our house tomorrow. We are very much waiting for his presence."

"Oh yes, I forgot. As for the leader, how? Radit want me to find him?"

"Oh yes, sir. Be able. Thank you so much before and after. Sorry, if we're a hassle."

"Ah, don't worry. We are family. Neighboring life means we're the closest family, right?"

"Then we excuse yourself, Mr. RT, Mas Ratno," said Aretha. He widened his lips and moved from sitting. They all shook hands, and finally the meeting at Mr. RT's house was ended.