The Setra Backhouse
CHAPTERS 110.WEIRDER

“Eh but if you want to take me there come on, I'm a bit dizzy this bli”

I was suddenly dizzy, I thought this was all a trap, but what and who was trapping. I obviously couldn't go back to the middle of the forest, because they were definitely not there.

But I don't want to be prejudiced, I don't know who was in Gustin's body….

“Let us take you there..” said the young man I spoke with.

“Eh gini nights through the forest, are you not afraid of rangda and celuluk?”

“Hahaha where there is such a thing here sir, Rangda and Celuluk are not here, the villagers are opposite and here it is common to walk at night through the forest”

“The story of rangda and booze is just a myth sir, maybe in the past there was something like that, and if there was, they did not like to show themselves to just anyone”

“Oh lalau komang sentanu who said ngeleak it how bli?”

“If you digress wherever there must be sir, here, in the village there, there must be a ngeleak”

I was more confused.This previously very scary path turned out to be ordinary, these two young men casually walked without any fear.

After about fifteen minutes the road should be on the left there is a castle building, I only about ten minutes walk, but this seems to have been more than fifteen minutes, and no building at all.

Far ahead of me was the shadow of a street person carrying a torch, who he was…

“That's someone carrying a torch, it's my grandfather who came from the opposite village selling his garden pak” show one of the young men

Getting closer and it turned out to be true, who passed us was a human, but I had bad idea that coming was a creature so made.

“Ketut, Made.... Where are you going, and who is he?” greet the old man who walks while carrying an empty pikulan

“We want to take this father to puri sana pekak”

“Ya already, be careful , later go straight home, do not play next door, it's late tonight”

“Good Pekak...yuk we continue pak” invite the young man who is either named Ketut or Made it

“That's right your grandfather, dare also he walk in the middle of the forest night-night gini”

“We are familiar sir, there is nothing here, here is safe, the population is also sufficient from gardening efforts”

“Eh Ketut and Made. Purinya what is still far?”

Why is everything so strange, the village and the forest is very safe, there is nothing to fear, then the location of the castle is not on the left, it was a bit far from what I had ever come, and it's on the right.

Keris, yes kris given by Mr. Wayan is still on my waist, and does not shake at all like before.

“That's Jik Darma castle there sir, but gini nights where you can go there, I think tomorrow morning you go there, for tonight you can wait in our shop that was sir"

“Eh we go there first bli, I want to see first who knows there are people who guard there”

“Come bye sir, but as far as I know in the castle there is no guard”

We are getting closer to Ajik Darma castle…

And this is a different castle! Not the castle I've been in before. This one was much different from its twisting wall which was not how high, unlike a fortress.

I was more and more confused, what happened to me and what about Sumadi, Tina, Gustin, and maybe Hera and Ayu, where they all went.

“I'm dizzy bli, I better wait in the stall until the morning course”

*****

“Bapak can rest here, this is my family's shop, if morning until night is used to sell snacks, rujak, and tipat, in the stall there is a place to rest, and, you sleep inside. Tomorrow morning I'll come here and wake up mr”

“Bailah bli, thank you very much for the help”

The two teenagers are gone, now I live here alone.

The atmosphere here is different from before, not scary, even arguably comfortable, and makes me sleepy too long.

Where Sumadi is my best friend, he is where, is he still in the middle of the forest there, or do I need to go to the middle of the forest to find my best friend and others.

This keris, this keris he said was husband and wife, should be me and Sumadi close together, not like this.

Ah come on, I can't think anymore, my brain feels dead-end stag meneng diem. My brain is tired of thinking.  I'd better let everything go first, hopefully by morning everything will be normal.

*****

Last night I could not sleep, from behind this bamboo wall I could see the situation outside was already morning. I'd better sit in front while waiting for either Made or Ketut to come.

It turns out that it is still quiet, there are only one or two people who bring pikulan towards the forest, whether I should walk this morning to Jik Darma castle first, then, I wonder who the real Jik Darma is.