The deadly attraction of death well girl became hot news everywhere. The fans of Ze was became more and more. The very clumsy man was Lendo. Maybe, in the near future, he will hire criminals and artisans around the world to destroy Ze. After all, Ze didn't think that everything was something amazing, so she was mediocre. She don't consider that she is a celebrity. To be sure she must be more vigilant. After the night market event at Gejayan Square was finished, the group of Mr. Sidik moved away, but was still in Yogyakarta. They moved in the square because it was approaching the annual Sekatenan, the islamic ritual event. The square in front of the crowded palace of various stands. Ze was contacted by Mr. Sidik to play the death well again, just once again. The request was rejected. But Mr. Sidik did not lack any sense, he told Grandpa TTS to approach Ze. "Up to you, Ze. Don't need to think because of me so you sacrifice yourself." But dealing with Grandpa TTS, Ze went awry.
One night, just before dawn, Ze woke up from her sleep and heard a sound, a sound like a drum beat. Not the sound of her father tuning the shadow puppet broadcast. No, that's not the sound from the radio. "Dram-tum-tum-dram! Dram-tum-tum-dram! "The voice faded away and left. "Is it the sound of the drumband?" Ze was surprised by her hearing. Was that the sound of a drum band? But, why was it this late night? The drumband's voice was repeated and very sweet. If there was a wind, the sound was more seductive, snaking, wrenching, as if sad music. The fades disappeared, sometimes sounding vague, then in seconds the difference was clear.
Strangely, the next day, when Ze woke up at the same hour the sound of the drumband appeared again. Finally, when her father was awake, Ze asked her father, "Did you hear that voice, Father?"
"Yes, the army is training," said Mr Bod.
"But, if the practice is this early, it doesn't bother because it's very noisy," Ze said, and no longer cared about it. Usually if the Fajr azan echoes the sound of the drumband stops, but often continues until the sun shines. It's just that, when Ze came to the death well, she heard the crew talking about strange voices. Grandpa TTS said the drumband's sound came from Kali Wedi or the river sand in Klaten. But, why did the voice come to Yogya that it's a very long distance, about 40 kilometers.
"Is it true that it's the voice of army in training, Grandpa?" asked Ze.
"Are there soldiers training at the hour? I think, it's the sound of ghost drumband. It used to be heard, but it hadn't been heard for a long time. It's just that lately that strange voice has appeared again," said Grandpa TTS. Kali Wedi is a sand river that originates at Merapi volcano. It was said that this place was made into a mass grave of PKI (Indonesian Comunist Party) members. "The origin of the drumband sound, people say, starts there. Because before the year 1965 the sound of the dawn drumband had never existed."
That's not all that Grandpa TTS said, there was a secret he told Ze. "In 1965, after a failed PKI rebellion, I was once forced to kick a beheaded head there. The grave was waiting below, as soon as his head sank, the rest of his body was pushed down, overlapping. After the hole is full, the execution moves to another hole, and so on. I am very sad to do that, so I did it while looked star at the sky. I imagine what I'm kicking is a ball." Grandpa TTS's eyes filled with tears. "If I remember it, I often reflect, why can fellow human beings, who are one nation, can be too cruel like that."
Ze became very curious. "But why did the ghosts play drumbands? Is that the UWe controlled underground dark creature?" Ze asked herself. The death well girl became very interested in uncovering the mystery of the drumband ghost. That question could be answered if she met Hidr. Yes, she must meet Hidr. How? The only way was to play a death well. "Grandpa, I will play a death well. Let this booth be good," Ze said, arguing. Grandapa TTS was stunned by his words. "Take it easy, Mr. This is my own will, there is nothing to force."
Hearing Ze going to play a death well again made Mr. Sidik very happy. That way he imagine ticket sales that are very in demand. Soon many banner were made to promote the attraction of "death well girl". It's just that, for Ze's safety, Lendo was not involved in the big drum. Lendo gots a special assignment from Mr. Sidik to become his assistant, so he continued with the circus boss and not make evil plan to Ze. The death well girl attraction was very interesting event at the traditional Sekatenan event. In fact, because Ze only performed once, the ticket was auctioned. And, it was sold out.
While inside the drum of the death well, Ze felt an unusual air, there was a demonic air. She realized that the UWe nation was after her. The times when she plays with death well the nation of UWe would take advantage of its negligence. At 4:00 pm, Ze was ready. Blop—her motorbike—has roared, the engine was still heated. Grandpa TTS looked at his watch, "Ten minutes you will start." Ze nodded and then prayed. She saw Grandpa TTS raised his thumb, a sign ready to begin. Ze climbed on the Blop saddle and started pressing the gas. Blop accelerates and gets tighter and longer so that it rises to the inclined plane of the wooden drum.
"More and more exhaust fumes!" Exclaimed the audience, worried that something would happen with the death well girl. Grandpa TTS was confused. The old man screamed reminding Ze to stop because there was a problem with her motorbike. But it was useless, the sound of Blop's roar and the crunching of the wood of the death well stage made those shouts meaningless. Didn't Ze realize all that? Ze knew, the smoke coming out of the exhaust of the motorbike was not the engine's smoke but the ghost's. This was what Ze waiting for, culd she find Hidr and uncover the secrets of the drumband ghost in Kali Wedi?
Ze is getting trapped in smoke, the stage was full of smoke, making the audience horrified and curious. There were still motorbikes and flashes of motorbike shadows. In fact, at that time, Blop drove without a driver. Another power had made Blop like life so it could control itself. Blop has been ridden by UWe, who has long wanted to be a swirling smoky iron driver. "Hey, why isn't it just me being targeted by Emperor Lucifer, I can also play like this," grinned UWe. Even the UWe were fighting over each other riding Blop so they fight each other and forgot the Ghost Hunter. Where was Ze? She had sailed the aisle of the spirit world. One hope was to find Hidr.
Ze's head was very dizzy. She sat holding her head. There was a very deafening sound in her ears. At that time she just realized her existence, she was in a very large field and very dense with underground creatures. There was a stage and a demon band was performing, it's just that, because it's an underground world controlled by the UWe people, the band's players were strangely shaped. There was a pocong—the endemic ghost of Indonesia— shaped playing a used keyboard, a bunch of heads were making old guitars with their teeth, with kuntilanak vocals, and the others were no less terrible. Ze shivered. Fortunately, the ghosts were complacent with the music performance so they were not aware of Ze's presence. "Ze, why are you here?" Hidr asked, suddenly already beside her.
"I am deliberately looking for you, Mr," Ze bowed. "I want to find a source of drumband ghost that I often hear." Hidr was stunned to hear Ze's words, because there was no schedule for the Ghost Hunter to carry out her mission to the drumband ghost. Ze looked at Hidr with anxious hope, so she was so nervous. "Can we go there?" asked Ze.
"So we will hunt down the drumband ghost?" asked Ze. Hidr smiled and agreed. Hidr formed a cloud, they climbed it, and left the place. Hallway underground in the form of caves. The road was in the form of large caves. There were intersections in the form of intersections, intersections, and there are also dead-end caves. "Mr. Hidr, is it true that the drumband ghost came from Kali Wedi in Klaten?"
"We just look for the source so we will know," answered Hidr. They were increasingly away from the demon music scene. But, not long after, Ze heard the faint sound of the drumband as she usually heard. "Come on, we're getting closer. But we must be careful, UWes might sniff out our existence."
"Aren't you Hidr?" suddenly there was a voice. Hidr did not answer. The voice was repeated, "Aren't you Hidr?" Ze searched for the source of the sound. But did not get the source of the sound. At that time it appeared on the cave roof, a human figure was sitting cross-legged but in an upside down position. The head was below. "Are you Hidr?" The question was asked again. Was that person UWe, Ze thought, full of question marks. Ze was on standby, her bamboo stick was held tightly to act if attacked.
"Yes," answered Hidr.
The cross-legged figure then floated down. He stated that all this time awaited the arrival of Hidr. The ghost was tired of becoming a ghost. "Blessed are humans who can die, because they can go to peace place, heaven."
"That would be a good person in his lifetime," Hidr said. "Aren't you a former of human?"
"Yes, but I was a traitor, who betrayed my friends and slandered him. Now, this is what I am like, " the ghostly figure cried heartily.
"We came here to find a source of ghost band drums," Hidr said. The ghost was crying harder and was very sorry, his tears were sad. "What happened to you? Are you the ghost drumband?"
"That's my problem in the past," sobbed the ghost. "That was the work of Kang Sujud, my band's drum teacher. At that time, because I was threatened with death if I didn't show Kang Sujud's whereabouts, then I betrayed him."
"Is he the one who became a drumband ghost?" asked Ze, starting to be brave.
"Kang Sujud is a young art teacher. He is from the village of Cetan east of the Ceper Sugar Factory. "If he holds a drumband, anyone will be enchanted by his expertise," said the ghost. "Kang Sujud is also an expert in the fields of music, dance, puppets, and ketoprak. Derivative talent from his grandfather who was a famous puppeteer of his time. He is not a party person. He's just a paid person! But, I have slandered him ... huu ... And, I was told to wait for Hidr."
"Who told to you?"
"Kang Sujud! He said, only Hidr and the Ghost Hunter could perfect my deaths." The ghost cried sadly for a long time.
Hidr and Ze left him, towards the source of the drumband sound. The drumband's voice grew louder, indicating Ze and Hidr were approaching the sound source. They saw, in the corner of the big cave and the end was deadlocked, the ghost was pounding the drum with a weak hand. "Are you prostrating?" Hidr asked. The ghost ignored Hidr's question. When the alif-marked figure repeated his question, the ghost just stopped the beating.
"Hidr ... I've been waiting for a long time," said the ghost. "I am Sujud, the victim of a deadly slander." Hantu Sujud then told, "Towards the PKI rebellion I was asked to train the drumband to welcome the arrival of D.N. Aidit who will campaign in the Kurung field. The visit never happened. I was trapped and betrayed, and buried in the river of sand up there. This drum sound told my mother that I was buried here, not my intention to scare. Because since my last departure there was an issue that confused my mother. Some say I was executed in Goa Luweng, a hole in the Gunung Kidul region that penetrated the southern sea. So that my body was lost to the waves. That's not true, so I played this drumband."
Ze remembered the story of Grandpa TTS, so she asked, "But, didn't the sound of this ghost drumband ever appear for a long time?"
Sujud ghost replied, "Yes. After my mother found out that I was buried here, she often made pilgrimages up there so I stopped the sound of this drumming. But, since my mother died. No one is visiting me anymore. Even though I want my bones to be buried in a proper place. Not only that, lately the UWe gang forced me to ring drums. If not, they will take this drum. I was forced to hit them again."
"Why are the UWe turning on the drumbanf ghost again?"
"Bring into conflict. Every time there is a big political celebration they want to make a profit. If there is a war or civil war, the UWe will be greatly benefited because there will be many human bodies that they use. Fortunately, at that time, after it was finished hoarding, there was a flood so that my body was crushed so that the UWe didn't have time to use it."
"Then, whose ghost is facing us, that said he was told by you to wait Hidr?" asked the figure with the alif mark.
"Oh, he's Gangsir. The man who betray me. He appointed me as a rebel so I was executed. But, in fact, he was also not so guilty because he was also pressured to appoint rebels, otherwise he and his family would be killed by soldiers. He is like that because of his endless guilt."
Suddenly, a bunch of UWe came and surrounded Hidr and Ze. "Why do you stop your drum sound, is it because of their arrival?" UWe-4 asked the class of regents, who were leaders. Apparently their music party was over so they would go back to their homes.
"They are my guests, and don't bother them," said the ghost of Sujud. The UWe did not like Sujud's defense so they were ganging up on Sujud's ghosts and holding him in tatters. Ze would help him but Hidr told her not to do anything without his command.
"Do you want to repeat your fate like when you were a human? Didn't we tell you to keep pounding traps without stopping. The trench is a war drum to arouse human lust to kill each other!" snapped UWe-4.
"I don't want the tragic event to happen again. If that happens then I can't forgive myself!" Sujud shouted, his voice causing a long echo in the underground passageway.
"Beat this good ghost!" exclaimed creatures of the world of darkness. They attacked the ghost of Sujud. Ze finally acted, she attacked the UWe with her bamboo crystal stick. Those who were hit by the crystal sticks of their ugly bodies were immediately crushed and scattered, and released thick smoke. Hidr immediately asked Ze for a bottle and balloon to confine the spirits of the UWe. But, seeing the fight in droves, the UWe came to that place. Instead of watching, but joined Ze and Hidr. Especially after they realized that the girl was the person who they were the most looking for.
"This is the girl that we are aiming for, foretold by Emperor Lucifer!" cried the UWe. The position of Ze and Hidr were very dangerous. Hidr as a magical human cannot die, right, but he can feel pain. Moreover, Ze was very threatened because the sheath of the protective light starts to weaken. The light is getting dimmer.
"Hang in on Ze," Hidr said. But the protective light was getting dimmer. Several times the UWe attack on Ze's body suffered internal injuries. Hidr itself was also troubled because thousands of UWe were ganging up. Suddenly there was a drum sound: "Dram-tum-tum-dram!" What's more, the UWe immediately collapsed in pain and fled, ignoring Ze and Hidr. The ghost of Sujud appeared to be pounding drums. Ze got up and felt her body ache. Hidr approached her, then channeled the white air that entered Ze's body so the girl did not feel any more pain and the protective sheath of light was strong again.
"Where is the crystal stick?" Ze was confused when the crystal stick was not with her. The stick actually stuck on a rock. Ze pulled it out. "Why can the drum sound make them sick?"
"I use this frequency with special frequency for the ghosts, I was in pain hearing that. But, if I beat this drum, I will stop them from coming here again," said the Sujud ghost, grinning in pain. But the drum continued to be ringed to help Ze and Hidr. Then, would the ghost of drumband continue to ring? "You go, leave this place as soon as possible. Only my message. Please, put my bones properly."
"How do we know the place of your bones?" Hidr asked.
"Explore the river of sand. I will help." The Ghost Prostration continued to beat the drum with pain.
"What about Gangsir?" asked Ze.
"Maybe my calm after my proper burial will also make him calm." Sujud ghost continues to beat the drum. "Immediately leave this place while I am still pounding the drum." Hidr made a white cloud, Ze and Hidr climbed the white cloud and soared up. Before reaching the surface of the earth, Hidr said to Ze to look for Sujud's bones and bury them again. After that, suddenly, Ze are already above Blop. Not known by Ze, some supernatural creatures who were preoccupied with replacing Ze on Blop was bounced and stumbled at the death well.
Ze drove at full speed and the motorbike came out of the lip of the stage like flying. The audience cheered very loudly. There was one minute going offstage, and that was quite a long time for deadly attractions. Cheers blared when Ze entered again to the death well stage. The death well girl reduced the speed of her motorbike and stopped. Granpda TTS welcomed her with applause. Ze did not share her experiences in the realm of spirits. She came home soon, but before she went home, Mr. Sidik asked for her account number to be able to transfer her honorarium.
The next morning, before Fajr, Ze heard the sound of the band's drum again. She remembered the Ghost of Prostration. To whom Ze would convey the request of the ghost to be buried properly. After school, Ze went straight to the night market arena. She met Grandpa TTS and told about the ghost of drumband. Of course Grandpa TTS was surprised. It's just that Ze argued that many times she dreamed of being met by the ghost. "Cetan Village, Ceper? That's really true," said Grandpa TTS. "Then we go to the village, we search for Sujud's family." The trip to Klaten was not long, and they easily found the village.
They asked for the existence of the Sujud family. Young people who were asked were not known, naturally, because at that time they were not yet born. "Are you asking about the Sujud family? Prostration lost decades ago?" asked an old barber.
"Yes, we are looking for his family. We will say something," said Grandpa TTS. The barber told them to wait a while because he must finishing his work. After the customer's hair is neat, pays, and leaves, the barber packs his belongings and takes them to his house. The kiosk on the side of the road was closed. But the house and kiosk were not too far away. "Do you know his family?"
The barber said, "Sujud is my niece, the son of my sister. His father, before the incident, had died. So when the Sujud disappeared it was unknown that his mother had become sick and died. This house and yard belongs to Sujud. But how else, he is gone then we take care of it." Ze then told him that Sujud asked to be buried properly. Ze said that Sujud was buried in Kali Wedi. The barber and his wife cried at Ze's story.
"Are you want to help us look for the bones of Sujud?" asked the barber's wife. Ze nodded.
They went to Kali Wedi. The river was so long that it is not an easy job to find the mass grave. Fortunately, Grandpa TTS remembered the existence of a kepoh tree, a place where he had kicked the heads of the prisoners. They went down to the river. Deserves to be called river sand because more water and sand than sand and water. Water is only in the middle crevasse of the river. Grandpa TTS, the barber, and the barber's wife scrape the sand with wooden slats. Ze found a trumpet frame with bones scattered nearby. Judging from the trommel frame, they believe that the bones belong to Sujud. Logically, the mass grave was getting deeper because the volume of sand continues to grow every year, moreover the incident had already been known to dozens of years ago, which should have been crushed into the ground. But, why was the drum and bones on the surface?
"Strange, this drum used to be in his house, then, one day it disappeared. How come, can it be here?" said the barber's wife while wiping tears. Bones, including skull bones, are placed on a cloth.
The barber told the story of the past Sujud. At that time Sujud fell in love with Sebloh, the daughter of the PKI branch leader named Kanjeng Prenjak. Love was welcomed. However, the skill of Sujud in the arts was used by his father in-laws to train the youth party men, not only at the sub-district level but also at the district level. So that people, Sujud, were party people who were soon to be their daughter-in-law. Many did not like the luck, especially Gangsir which was also in love to the tip of the crown to Sebloh. In October 1965, when Sujud returned from teaching, on the street, he passed a soldier's jeep which suddenly stopped. Upon seeing Kanjeng Prenjak in the car, Sujud stopped the bicycle. That's when Kanjeng Prenjak shouted telling him to run. Prostration was not a waste of time, abandoned the bicycle, jumps into the embankment and then breaks through the sugar cane. Shotgun eruptions heard streaks and knocked down some sugar cane. He could have gone far, but remembering his mother made him go home.
The next day dozens of soldiers arrived. Proud to leave his mother to his uncle, the barber. Sujud kissed his mother knee and then led by soldiers to the truck. Although his legs were tied up, on one occasion, on the road not far from the sugar factory, Sujud jumped from the truck. The soldier immediately strafed him with a shot, but the prostration did not blister in the slightest. Prostration was caught again, then his neck was tied with a rope. The truck dragged his body. On one occasion Sujud managed to bite the neck of one of the soldiers to death. Sujud was dragged again by truck. It is said that because he was tired of being tortured, his prostration was kept secret, he told the soldier to cast his elbow on his right hand with a stick. After that, the bullet can penetrate his heart.
"What is the connection between Sujud and Gangsir?" asked Ze.
The barber replied, "Gangsir is a member of the drumband that trained by him. He is the only member of the drumband who survived. But his guilt over Sujud drove him crazy, and he died five years ago." The barber and his family buried the Sujud bones and their drums in the village tomb. Since that day, the drumband has never been heard again at night. Ze can sleep well.
Drum ghosts have appeared in other hemispheres. In March 1661 there was a beggar who was brought to court for committing a minor crime. The beggar in his neighborhood was known as a drummer. By someone, the beggar's drum was given to Mr. Mempesson. The man took him home, at Tedworth House, Wiltshire. Three days later a strange event appeared. When Mr Mempesson family was sleeping soundly and suddenly there was a voice that was constantly waking them up, yes, the drum sound! Some of the men in the house examined the condition of the house, looking for who had infiltrated and made noise. They did not find anyone, no one else was found around the house. The next night, there was another drum sound, his voice louder and louder, and soon disappeared. Likewise the following nights, the drum sounded itself. Not only that, when the drum sounded very loudly all household appliances flew through the air.
A few weeks later Mr. Mempesson gets a letter from the beggar who has been released from prison. He asked for his drum and claimed responsibility for the incident that happened at Mr. Mempesson. Instead of getting the items, the beggar was reported to the police because he had carried out witchcraft. The beggar then was transferred to America. Strangely, since that time the ghost drum didn't appear again. (*)