Among Thousand Journeys

Lahaulawalaquata illa billa hil aliyil adhim

We ate voraciously, Mujahidi until added three dishes, finished eating we sat on the front porch, while enjoying Djisamsoe cigarettes, Mr. Lurah opened the conversation.

“Ah the Sanusi, why could she do such a cruel deed?” without knowing the direction I replied:

“Well that's sir, lust if it has defeated the intellect, man forgets himself, and vile deeds were done.” then Mr. Lurah told, Sanusi actually still have a brother relationship with Mr. Lurah, he said, although far away. Young Sanusi is a person who likes debus and canuragan science. He likes to travel to find a teacher. For years Sanusi wandered until he finally came home with various magic. He showed his wisdom to the young people so that the village youth felt afraid of him. Sanusi often showed his knowledge, so the young people were interested in learning silat to him, so Sanusi became a silat teacher. But because of studying silat at Sanusi's place

levied high dues, so many young people resigned, because they could not pay. Eventually the silatnya association stopped.

When the election occurred, Sanusi was running for office, and the opponent was the current Lurah sir, but it turns out that Sanusi who lost and Mr. Lurah also occupied the position of lurah. There was nothing after that, but one day Sanusi who had been appointed as a caricature, came to Pak Lurah's house to apply for Anggraini, of course rejected even subtly, though, because Sanusi is older than Mr. Lurah, who deserves to be the father of Anggraini. Also Sanusi is a widower, divorced with his wife, often bickering and if his wife has been bickered often. Mr. Lurah heaved a heavy sigh:

“Takangkan, the quiet Sanusi is able to commit such an abomination.” I just got the mangosteen, then wanted to say goodbye to Pacung's cottage. But Mr. Lurah prevented me, then took me inside, he said he wanted to speak with four eyes, and we both went in leaving Mujahidi who was still sitting giving djisamsoe cigarettes. Arriving inside we immediately sat on the sofa, a little later Miss Lurah followed by sitting. I wonder what is really going on in my heart? The silence was momentarily felt because Mr. Lurah did not immediately speak, seen Ms. Lurah looking at her husband, as if to signal to be quick to talk.

“Anu...nakmas Ian, does nak mas not wish to be a Pasir seketi village person?”

“What does Pak Lurah mean?” my question, like a fool.

“We mean, we want to match Anggraini, with son Ian.” even though I had thought before, a little bit of me, still surprised as well. How not, marriage is the life of a husband and wife of a different character, if it can be once for a lifetime, so can not be comot origin, without thinking about the risks, do not just choose kayak pick snacks market. Or if you won't regret it forever.

“In my opinion, Anggraini is a beautiful girl, any young man who sees her will surely

interested, including me.”

“Then wait what else?” ask Mr. Lurah excited.

“But Mr. Lurah, I am too young to think about marriage, I still want to study.” I said in a low tone

for fear that my words offended him.

“Ah cottage P****g is it close from here son? If you want to teach nakmas will be able to leave here if he has become his wife Anggraini,” the voice of Mr. Lurah nyerocos his voice is like throwing me from the left right.

Bu Lurah added:

“Iya want to be our ghost, we have prepared all, from home, garden, anyway son mas live.”

“Bu, sir, once again I do not refuse, but for now I really do not dare to marry, later if Anggraini is my soul mate, surely I will make her my wife.” I said at length but still in as smooth a tone as possible, because it really keeps his feelings. After persuading me for so long to no avail, Mr. Lurah and his wife also gave up. Their faces lowered to frustrate disappointment. While from inside the Anggraini room, there was the sound of the girl crying. But that is life, sometimes we have to dare to make an initial decision, if the injury is not too deep, from the roots have been deeply embedded and then we remove the wound will be very deep and difficult to heal.

After I think enough I also beg myself, but Mr. Lurah forced to drive by car

“How quiet is Lil?” ask me after Kholil is in front of me.

“Kyai is sick again.” he replied with a serious face mimic. I told Kholil to drop off the things in the car.

“What pain?”

“Because, and vomiting blood.” I was not so surprised, because it was countless again, Kyai was hit by the witchcraft sent by someone, because Kyai helped the person who was being held, so automatically Kyai was also the target.

“Severe?” manyaku.

“Now this is severe mas, because Kyai's body was flushed, and complained of overheating.” because of Kholil's explanation, I immediately rushed to where Kyai was after being shown Kholil.

Rushing I stepped into Kyai's house, the atmosphere was silent, Kyai was sitting closed eyes, while all the students were sitting in a circle, their hands were unceasingly twisting the prayer beads in the hands, and, while Kyai sat both hands on his lap, his white shirt on his chest with his own vomit blood, while in front of him there was a plastic tub and a lot of blood in it.

“You are Ian already coming,” said Kyai flat, still with his eyes closed.

“Sini sits next to me.” I immediately stepped up and sat cross-legged to the right of Kyai, from close is true said Kholil all body of Kyai flushed inside, after I sat Kyai left hand holding my right wrist, uh it was hot, and then my hand was raised towards her thigh.

“Read haukolah three times, hold your breath.” said Kyai still with closed eyes, her voice was flat but calm, I immediately read

lahaulawalaquata illa billa hil aliyil adhim in the heart without breath, there was a very cold flow of magic from my navel, flowing

rolling along with jolts like electric shocks, towards my hand that was on Kyai's lap, so I felt for sure, the flow went into Kyai's body, and I felt slowly Kyai's body began not hot anymore, suddenly Kyai coughed twice and then vomited blood, into a plastic tub, it appeared that the blood in the plastic tub was briefly turbulent, and then, then silence, and something moved, three centipedes as big as an adult's thumb, and a scorpion as big as a big toe, which was bluish black. Kyai immediately turned her index finger over the plastic tub, then the odd centipede and the scorpion walked around the plastic tub without being able to get out. Magically fenced.

“Ah Kyai why the attack was not rejected

just?” I said worry.

“Mas Ian, if you never feel how sick it is to get sucked, then how will I feel sorry for the person who is being held captive, the person if never hungry, will not feel sorry for the person who is hungry, will not feel sorry for the person who is hungry, how a man whose stomach is always filled with good food can pity the one who

starving, it's wrong he thought, that...

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