Among Thousand Journeys

Still from the Tigers

I began to prepare myself, while sitting in a chair, my body stood up, I took a deep breath, I stored in the stomach, the wirid that I usually read tens of thousands, now I read three times-three times without breath, I read three times, the energy in my navel rose, it was cold, it flowed like thousands of ants walking, and I felt the energy flow under my right chest hot, it flowed towards the middle of my chest, met with cold energy so that there was a vortex,,

I channeled it towards my hand, both energies

the cold one turns towards the right hand, and the hot one towards the left hand.

I felt my right hand cold as if it were emitting cold steam, then my right hand raised, I felt every point directed in a certain direction,,

There are subtle vibrations, such as vibrations in the body

it's goosebumps, or feels like millions

ants, or felt thickened palms, or,

once sure, I concentrate, tread

my hand seemed to suck something, holding back

with my left foot.

Suddenly a strong wind came upon us from all directions, until the clothes I was wearing and the Tiger was flying, and some jackfruit leaves fell, almost upon us.

“This Can... You photo in front, already

assemble...”

The Tigers immediately took a trip to the

in front of me, a few times.

“Enough...!” he said because of fear

and I was so creepy myself, indeed,

I threw my hand forward.

Back the wind blew but this time it was like leaving us.

I wiped the sweat that soaked

my temple, then sipped that coffee

stay a little, because my throat feels

dry.

I take a djisamsu filter and turn it on immediately.

“Where Can, succeed?” I'm the one who saw him twirling the gallery.

“That's amazing, I won't believe it

if not experience yourself.”

He showed that the pictures he got did I see creepy pictures, I saw six pictures in one photo shoot.

And repeated shooting of the image remains the same, but the arrangement is changing.

Six creepy pictures, the first picture is a grandfather behind the Tiger, his face is very old, because his wrinkles, mustache and beard extend to the chest and white, white, also his eyebrows extended up to the cheeks, his eyes were red spurting furiously.

The second is a man with a half-broken face, until part of his face is only a skull, his eyes stay one and his mouth is partially visible.

The third is a woman with hair

long, around his eyes blackened and

his face was pale, as well as from between his lips

there's fangs sticking out.

The four faces of the skull that have been crushed, to make his face like it is no longer formed, the eyes have been absent, so that the place of the eyes is only a black hole.

Fifth, the black hooded man and his black face were all noses and his eyes were just

it looks like a shadow.

The Sixth red silhouette formed a face, but it was not so clear, due to the shape of the silhouette of light. Which keeps moving.

“Wah was horrified too ya Can...!”

“Mean me scared, and don't want to meet something like this.”

We were still enjoying a quiet night, in the dim moon shaped like a hanging fingernail,,

“Ian, you often get heirloom objects?”

ask the Tigers between our talks.

“Heritage object? You mean keris and

the like?”

“Yes, have you ever not?”

While thinking hard to remember, I remember one time I was asked by someone to clean the house from the disturbance of the delicate creatures in the Pekalongan area, in Pring Langu village, the house was large but old, but it was very old, bought at a cheap price, because of the armature.

The owner of the house assigned two men to accompany me, one named Lutfi, a tall, medium-bodied youth, and the other named Zamrosi a thin youth.

I also immediately made a water filling to clean the house, after the water filling was finished I made, the two people also I asked to pour it all over the house, after the water was finished splashed throughout the house, I'm just waiting for a reaction, though,,

At that time I was sitting in front of the house with the two people, chatting to and fro, not clear juntrnya, talking about anything, his name is also young, especially in front of the house is a big highway, and in front of the house is a big highway,

Which connects the city of Pekalongan with the Kedungwuni area, then the road if the afternoon is very crowded, people then pass non-stop.

If young people hang out what else is seen, if other than the girls passing by. We always compare if there is a girl passing by, this is not cute, how much is it worth…

Well that's how we got three more familiar.

Suddenly it was nice talking, there was a girl

saucy motorized by his friend, siuut

the girl was thrown off the motorcycle

and falling in front of us, our light loomed

shocked, the three of us immediately approached, as well

the men came in a row, and the girl was carried to the courtyard of the house in a state of

fainted.

People are busy helping, some are

fanning, some splashing water, some also

who smeared the wind oil, but the beautiful girl did not immediately realize as well, the people on the storm swarming,,

while talking about the origin of the fall from the motor, and all make their own judgments, so instead make the situation more complicated and noisier,, and,,

Half an hour, but girl

it's still unconscious, too.

Before long Lutfi had pulled on my shoulder,

“Mas Ian mbok yes helped, pity right..” said.

I realized why I was standing up.

Just watching, I immediately burst out among the crowd.

Lutfi was clamoring to get people to step aside,

making it easier for me to get near the girl, who slept on the tile, with a deathly pale face.

I immediately crouched down, my hands immediately

stick it to the girl's head. I channeled the energy

which flowed from my navel, all the people who were originally crowded, became quiet for a moment.

It's not until two minutes I'm sticking a palm

my hands are on the girl's head, her body too

move consciously.

Then the noise of the people was heard again,

I immediately told Lutfi to get it

a glass of water, and then immediately thrust it to me, after the water I blow I told lutfi to drink to the girl, after the water I drank out the beautiful girl's prayer soon refreshed, fresh, soon after, it was ripped off by a motorbike

his friend.

People quickly disbanded, and I

enter the house accompanied by Lutfi and Zamrosi.

After the magrib prayer, due to the unemployment of me and my two friends, sat down again in front of the house,

The atmosphere outside was very crowded, indeed the road

this Kedungwuni Ponolawen Kingdom is very crowded, very crowded,

various kinds of people sell along the road, from Lamongan tents, martabak, meatballs, kentaki, chicken noodles, to ornamental fish sellers, to,

And the most is the seller of typical Lesehan tent Pekalongan, which is sego megono, because every distance of five meters there is a seller sego megono, it is up to 10 kilos, you can imagine how crowded it is.

And all there are visitors because it is a cheap price, which is only Rp 1000,

What a bustling city, motorbikes, cars are endless, in front of the house that I cleaned and I fence, the road is very straight, and the asphalt is very smooth.

While I was sitting with Lutfi, Zamrosi came with tofu, and sambal petis, also tea, and,,

Seriate....