Among Thousand Journeys
Floral
When I came home, my wife was really aware of her possession, and according to what I was waiting for at home, she said, indeed Mr. Giman came and slashed my wife with leaves until my wife realized, strange indeed sir, but that's what happened.”
“After my wife realized and a week later it turned out my son was possessed again, and I was confused because as before my son could not be treated, he said, until finally I look for kyai who used to help resuscitate my son, he and his friends can not afford.
And just giving a ring, after my son wears the ring, it is not possessed, and I was advised to look for people who can treat in Pekalongan area, he said, he said that he could treat the person in Pekalongan, then I took my son to Pekalongan, I looked for a contract, while looking for who can treat, he said at his residence Pekalongan, because the instructions are not clear sir, the person is young, that's what Kyai said.”
“Next how?” my many.
“Yes so, after a week of contracting, ndak also I found looking for people who can treat who he said young, already some people I came to all lose the same genie that was in the body of my son, my son, I'm getting confused.
Until tonight, my son relapsed, already
many jinn have come, my son said, will
ganged and mastered, then I brought
my son to musholla, in mushola even everyone is challenged, wants to be invited to fight, so many, well it turns out that one of the students in mushola is the father, the father, then I was encouraged to be taken to this father's place”
After I finished telling the story, I finally handled the boy named Ningsih, I gave him water, and my hand was stuck to his back, briefly unconscious, then, and after I try to ask it turns out not to answer at all the genie, silent silence, sometimes just looking at me, sometimes not daring to stare but still a thousand languages, finally, finally, jin who can not give me any information I took out, because I think there is no benefit in a long time.
Last night I changed the genie, I took it out but there was absolutely no one to give information, actually if you talk at least there will be information that can be dug up. Finally on the first night even though I have some genies released the results of nothing there is no information that I can get.
The father and son went home and
the night comes again because usually it is indeed the night of jum’at kliwon or Saturday night kliwon, the victim will be taken as an offering, and the night after coming to my place, I immediately give a drink of prayer stuffing water, I immediately give a drink of prayer water, and I stick my hand on his back, a little later it was unconscious because controlled by the genie in his body and one or two genies like yesterday did not want to talk and only silent a thousand languages, I finally took it out, I took it out, after 5-6 jin I took out, Alhamdulillah the seventh genie, turned out to cry, well this can be invited
communication.
“Who is this?” my many.
“I Bunga.” replied the genie in the girl's body while still crying.
“You shipped?”
“Ya.”
“Whose name?” “Bowo.”
“For what?”
“To pick up this child.”
“You muslimah?” I asked because she sounded female.
“Not.”
“Then what is your religion?”
“Like Bowo.”
“What is Hindu ?”
“Not.”
“Buddha.?”
“Christian?”
“Not.”
“Cafy?”
“Ya..”
“You don't feel sorry for this kid? How do you want to be a victim?”
“Pity, but I cannot refuse the Queen's order?”
“Whose queen?”
“Queen dewi.”
“Who is it?”
“Yang has an agreement with Bowo.”
“What agreement?”
“Pesugihan.”
“How many victims have you killed?”
“Many.”
“How much?”
“Yes there are 37 people, including his father Bowo himself.”
“His father sacrificed?”
“Ya.”
“Which other than where sacrificed?”
“From funded schools.”
“So that schoolboy was sacrificed?”
“Iya.”
“What possessed this child's schoolmate yesterday was also Bowo?”
“Iya..”
“That belongs to all your friends?”
“Yes all my friends, by order of Bowo.”
“Means in school that a lot of genies?”
“Many..”
“How much is it?”
“Ratusan.”
“Where do you live yourself?”
“I live in an asem tree, but now it has been cut down, so I moved to around the school mushola.”
“You are out yes...!”
“Miss.”
“Why?”
“Yes don't want!”
“Now where do you live in this child's body?”
“I am on foot.”
Then I went to the girl's feet and I pulled her out, and the girl realized. And I saw it was so exhausted, so I just let it go
istremest. Until tomorrow night I'll finish it.
The next day after the magrib the girl came delivered again by her father, actually I was tired once, because besides the girl I had to take out the genie in the body of two more guests, I was tired all day, even the one in it was up to almost a hundred jin in its body, my energy was drained, so I decided to call my students to help, so that my burden would be somewhat reduced, I told my students to take out the jinn whose capacity is light, all teaching them to use the knowledge I give, so that if there is the same problem later they can because they are accustomed to a.
Until the time the genie named the flower that I yesterday issued that turned out to be inside, the sign that he was crying, I immediately asked, because apparently this genie is quite friendly in my opinion.
“Iya.”
“Why is it inside again, instead of yesterday I have released?”
“Iya I was told to go in again.”
“Whose name?”
“Same Bowo.”
“What is the time in other places, which scratches the face of the treating person, also the time of the rampage in the mosque is also you Flower?”
“Iya..”
“Why in other places is raging, being here
no?”
“I am forbidden to fight?”
“Whose name?”
“The teacher's name is Bowo.”
“He said what?”
“Ya I am forbidden do not fight.”
“Why?”
“Because her teacher Bowo was afraid.”
“Fear of whom?”
“Fear of you.”
“Why be afraid of me?”
“Tak know.”
“What's your shape Flower.”
“I'm a beautiful woman.”
“Have a girlfriend?”
“Ya not yet..”
“Why not?”
“Because I'm only 100 years old.”
“Loh age 100 years kok not have a girlfriend?”
“Yes genie 100 years old still small.”
“What's big?”
“Big child grade 1 SMP.”
“Oooo so?”
“Ya..”
“Then why are you crying when it appears.”
“Because I am sick.”
“Sick because I can't do anything.”
“Means?”
“My mother was taken captive by the Queen, and I was forced to take this child into a collision, if I did not carry out my mother being tortured,”
“Why didn't your mother release you?”
“I no longer have the strength, my strength is taken Queen.”
“Do you feel sorry for this child?”
“Poor..”
“Pity why don't you let go?”
“Can't, because I otherwise take this child my mother tortured continues.”
“Tortured how it is?”
“Ya chained similarly whipped,”
“Poor..”
“You release this child yes.”
“Ya but I was helped release my mother yes.”
“Iya.. I insaAllah will help.”.
“Iya I do not disturb this child, this child I will help you escape from being a tumbal.”
“It is so..”
“You I Islamize?”
“Ndak to.”
“Why don't you want.”
“I have already converted to Islam, Islamized by the kyai who Islamize me, but I am back kafir.”
“Why come back kafir?”
“Because I tortured the Queen, ruled to be infidel.” “How about converting to Islam, but stay in
here, it is in my protection, so the Queen's mother did not dare to say anything.”
“Tak can, my mother will be tortured.”
“Yes then, you come out first yes... pity this child, we chat outside only, you are now in the body of this child on which side?”
“I'm on the back.”
I pointed my hand at my back, and I pulled the Flower out, the girl came to her senses. The boy sat down, and then he cried again..
“This Flower?” my many.
“Iya..” the answer is short.
“Kok you logged in again?”
“I'm not in.”
“Then where?”
“I'm behind him this kid,”
“What seat stands?”
