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20. That figure is Kinanti

It's almost 02:00 in the morning. But the enthusiasm of the citizens to look for the child is still high. They continued to call out the name of the child, hoping that the child in question could hear their voice.

"Gibrans!"

"Gibrans!"

Old, young, adult and adolescent all took part in this quest. Only my mother stayed at home. Of course, those who have small children must also keep their children at home.

"Sir, is there no other way than to search like this?" ask Aretha to Mr. RT who did participate in the search.

"Rubber, Sir. This village is broad. So it feels like it would be a waste of time looking for it like this" Radit added.

"But indeed all this time, if there is a child missing because of kidnapped ummu Sibyan, we look for it this way, Mas. I met before. He came to us because he heard his name called. Because we do not know, this genie lives where and hides children where," explained Mr. RT.

"Duh, bother ya then. Yes, we continue, sir" Radit said.

"Mas Radit and Ma'am Aretha should just go home. Soon morning, you need to rest" said Mr. RT.

"Rubber, Mas. Poor wife must be tired, where the air is cold once now," added another resident.

Radit turned to Aretha and saw how my eyes were very wifely. "Eum, yes, I have. Sorry yes, sir. We can only come for a minute to search. Hopefully soon found."

"Yes, Mas. Thanks for helping."

They both finally went home. Moreover, Aretha did not seem to reject Radit's invitation to quit as a search team for the missing child. They got home almost in the morning. Even one more hour the first dawn of azan reverberated. Arriving at the courtyard of the house, Aretha accidentally turned to the tea garden in front of the house. Again he saw the woman in red. His hand that Radit was holding finally held back and made Radit turn towards him.

"Why, Honey?"

"That woman was there!" aretha said as she looked towards the woman in question.

Radit followed looking in the direction that Aretha was looking. Apparently he saw it too.

"Oh, so he?"

"You? Can you see him too?" aretha asked in surprise.

"Yes, wearing a red shirt, standing in the middle of the tea garden, right?"

"Yes, Dit."

They both did not sleep last night. The threat of invisible creatures immediately felt even just a few days they lived there.

"Are you sure you want to work? You're not sleeping, Dit. Can you focus later?" aretha asked while applying jam to the bread for their breakfast.

"God willing, darling. I have a lot of work today. If it's not strong, I'll give it permission, yes. But this morning I had to leave because there was a meeting with a client."

"Yes. But really, yeah. Don't get sick from not sleeping all night."

"Ready, big lady."

From the direction of the back door, Bu Jum appeared. He had arrived early in the morning to the house. Greet Aretha and Radit who were in the dining room, who became one with the kitchen.

"Come, Mom. Mr Slamet is here?" ask Radit.

"Already, Mas. There were in front of me again preparing the materials while waiting for Ratno to come."

"Ohiya is already."

"Eh, Mum. The kid who disappeared last night hasn't met yet?" ask Aretha.

"Oh, Gibran? Haven't met, Ma'am. Too bad for his parents, they're dead. Just now, just as I left here through his house, it was his mother Gibran again crying. Because if you do not meet in the morning, it will most likely never be found" explained Bu Jum.

"Somebody ever see you, Mom?"

"Ear, Mas. It happened a year ago. Mr. Edi's son. He is bigger than Gibran. He's been 10 years. So the story goes, at night Satya again studied in the room. That's really azan isya. The window of his room was not locked. The curtains in his room moved because of the wind. Well, this Satya automatically looked at the window, and at the same time, he looked at the genie. His mother who accidentally went into Satya's room, saw with her own eyes how her son was taken by the genie. Duh, just so sorry. Until until Ms. Edi had to be treated in the hospital and until now she still looks shocked. Never leave the house and often get sick."

"That Satya was immediately sought, right, that night too? And don't you see that, Mom?" ask Aretha enthusiastically.

"Yes, Mother. After Ms. Edi saw Satya being taken away, she immediately shouted for help. The citizens went out and we looked for Satya until dawn. I'm also coming. But I never met until now."

"Yes my. Very poor. How could that be, yes. Didn't ever ask for help kyai or ustaz to find Satya and make the genie go from the village. Or at least stop terrorizing the citizens here?" ask Radit.

"Already, Mas. But there's no result."

From the back door now appears Mr. Slamet and Ratno. "I'm sorry, Mas Radit the sand car has come" said Mr. Slamet, pointing to the front.

"Oh, yes, sir. I'm out."

Radit did order sand again for the home renovation and he had to pay the bill when the sand hauler came.

"Sir, I want to apologize about last night. My husband did not feel very good about yesterday's carelessness about the upstairs room" said Bu Jum with an uncomfortable expression.

"Oh, about that. It's okay, Mom Jum. Thank God we don't do anything, ma'am. But unfortunately, the genie was after another child. That's what I regret" Aretha said sincerely.

"Yes, Mother. No one wants this horrible thing to happen, Mom. Let's just pray for Gibran to meet soon. Mr. RT wants to hold a prayer together, while presenting Kyai from the city. Hopefully it can help," said Bu Jum.

"Aamiinu. I hope it brings good results, yes, ma'am."

"Yes, Mother. This is me cooking first or what, Ma'am?" ask Bu Jum who is ready to work.

"Oh yes, Mrs Jum. I planned to cook a sweet sour gurame, but I have not taken the fish at the Bu Darsi stall. Ma'am Jum please get it, yeah. My body feels uncomfortable, probably because of the effects of not sleeping all night."

"Good, Ma'am. Let me get it to the stall. Aretha's mom has ordered, huh? Besides what else would you like to buy a gurame fish, ma'am?" ask Bu Jum.

"Bombay chicks and tomatoes don't exist yet, ma'am. All, yeah. For a moment I took the money first," Aretha said and rushed back to her room.

Shortly thereafter, Aretha returned with one hundred thousand bills, and gave them to Bu Jum.

"Oh yes, Mrs Jum. I want to ask you something. It might be a bit strange but I'm curious" Aretha said as Bu Jum was about to leave.

"What do you want to ask, Mother?"

"Eum, are there any villagers here who often wear red?"

"Yes, Mom. Not a shirt like that shirt, but a kind of dress or a shirt that is red," explained Aretha more detailed.

"N-nothing, Ma'am. What's the matter, Ma'am?" tanya Bu Jum stuttered a bit.

"What's up, Mom. I only saw him a few times standing in the tea garden in front of the house" Aretha said.

"Oh, but there's nothing like Ma'am Aretha mentioned. Perhaps, perhaps Mba Aretha mislooked," said Bu Jum.

"Eum, yes. Could be. Yes, I did, Mom. Please come to the shop now."

"Yes, Ma'am."

Bu Jum immediately left the house, but occasionally seemed to turn to Aretha.

Aretha decided to go into the room, because the condition of her body is not too good. The effect of last night's incident apparently directly affected his body. He immediately threw himself on the bed. However, Aretha could not sleep, and she did not intend to sleep in the morning. Sleeping in the morning is not allowed. He was just playing on his cell phone while checking his social media that had been untouched for a long time since they moved to the village. Moreover, the signal that sometimes appears and disappears makes Aretha reluctant to touch it.

"Andu? Where is he again? Moving work again apparently," murmured Aretha when she saw a photo appear on the social media homepage. Danu was taking pictures in a clear-looking river with a few small children around. Aretha also typed in the comment field.

[Duh duh, again where, Master? The air is so happy for its place.]

After typing Aretha put her device beside the body. He looked at the sky room sky and remembered many things especially all that had to do with this village.

"The village is really horrified. But I can do it, I am here, in a place next to the hamlet of Kalimati. Where the demons are more extreme."

The notification on Aretha's phone distracted her. Apparently Danu immediately replied to that comment quite quickly.

[Yes, dong. This time it's fun, Tha. Free from confusion.]

But Danu also sent a private message to Aretha, and their chat continued to the private message rather than in the comment field.

"Lo said he was with Radit? How's it? A year?" ask Danu.

"At home. But you know, no, Dan. It turns out this village, the village that I place with Radit, his neighbor with the hamlet of Kalimati! And jin ummu The signal is here."

"Huh? Seriously lo? How can? You terrorized again?"

"severe anyway. He's more terrible, Dan. Last night he kidnapped a little boy, and hasn't met him even though he's been searched all night!"

"Gosh, Aretha. You two just back off, why would you want to be in that serem place?!"

"Working demands, Dan. For a bite of rice. There are a lot of weird things here that make me curious!"

"What's weird? Demons, right?"

"Eitherway. Yesterday when I first came here, I was immediately seen the same figure of a woman wearing a red dress. And many times I see him continue, standing in front of my house. He was standing in the tea garden in front of my house. I'm confused, he's a demon or a human. It's like it's real, Dan."

"The figure of the woman in the red dress, huh? Which village is it, Tha?"

"The Village of Purwo Alas."

"Huh? Alas Purwo Village? I asked you first. He knows it once."

"Unfortunately temen lo the demon census officer? How can you tell?"

"Diem lo, bring it."

"Ih, that's right, Dan!"

But Danu did not reply to Aretha's message for almost a few minutes. Until until Bu Jum has returned from the stall. Aretha could hear and see from her room, as she deliberately did not close the door. To see Mr. Slamet and Ratno working up and down the second floor. She felt safe when she knew there was someone else in the house besides her. Although it was daytime like now, Aretha had a fear of something in the house. But he doesn't know what the cause is. All that was in his mind was the figure of a woman in a red dress and jin umm Sibyan alone.

But Aretha's phone rings, and Danu's name appears on the screen. Aretha certainly soon received that phone call.

"Assynolajet. Yeah, Dan?"

"Tha, I have a little information about that village."

"What?"

"So there used to be something there. There's a village girl missing there. Name ... Quintessence. She is a beautiful village girl, and is famous for being perfect for people who live in the village, until finally she suddenly disappeared. After getting whipped, he fled to the city because he felt more free in the city than there. But there are other allegations that he was a murder victim. And what you called earlier, similar to the characteristics of Kinanti. She likes to wear red clothes or dresses, and last time she was wearing a red dress."

"alleged murder? There's a conjecture but no investigation?"

"No. His parents did not want to conduct an investigation. They were sincere that the Kinanti had run away. Isn't that right, Jod? Uh, I asked you where you live, because my friend is a citizen there first."

"Gue lives in Mr. Ibrahim's house. Does he know?"

"Do you know, Jod? Mr Ibrahim's house?"

"Know! Jesus, tell Temen you to get out of there. It's a haunted house!" said a voice that Aretha believed to be Danu's friend.

"Lo denger, right, Tha? It's a haunted house!"

"Yes, I know. Butwhy? What's the same about this house?"

"Here let me just say it," said Danu's friend.

Danu's phone eventually changed hands with her friend. "Mr? You live in Mr Ibrahim's house but often see Kinanti?"

"Eum, yes. Why, Mas?"

"That's a demon, Ma'am. I'm sure that Kinanti is dead. Because when I was still living there, I was the same some young villagers often saw him standing quietly in the tea garden in front of Mr. Ibrahim's house. But if approached, it is gone. Looks like Kinanti's body was buried in that house. You just want to move on, Mommy."

"Huh? Real ones? His body was buried here?"

"Soalya Kinanti's parents used to cooperate with Mr. Ibrahim. There seems to be a scandal. Until Mr. Ibrahim does not want to return to the house again and Kinanti lost until now."

"Scandal? Wait, who's Kinanti's parents?"

"Sir Slamet and Ma'am Jum!"

"Well!"