Among Thousand Journeys

Kirain's a madman

“Well we have been bothered so far, because every contract here is always uncritical, yes the reason there is a hantunyalah, there is a demon, then the rent is asked again, yes we are bothered, yes we are, because the money already used.”

“Do you really have a ghost?” I asked as I looked at the rooms.

“Wah if I don't believe things like that mas, just afraid that there really is a trus I strangled.” I was surprised by the explanation of this young man, wong could not believe but I was afraid. Finally I agree, if rizqi has gone nowhere, if it has been stamped for us, yes for us, I also occupy the house for free, even if you contract this big house at least four hundred thousands per month, well if asked to empati free kayak gini it is clearly delicious.

I immediately worked cleaning the house, draining the bath, mopping, fortunately also in the living room there is a television, wow really can be comforted. But I just want to find a place to stay until the work in Cipinang Indah is finished. Tomorrow I begin to work on making granite motifs on the walls and pillars of the house, also making paintings at certain points on demand, also I fast during the day and wired at night, the wire is not too much like it, even though the count reaches tens of thousands. Because while working time does not feel passed. It did not feel like twenty days had passed, this was the twenty-first day of fasting, from the knowledge that Kyai taught this was just a basic fast, after which I fasted forty-one days, after which I fasted forty-one days, then after I finished fasting three months, then seven months, then nine months, one year and a half, three years, five years, year heading, all had to be done in succession, that is, for example, want to fast forty-one days, for forty-one days must fast, well when it is finished, just stop, want another year or two new fasting that three months is up to. As long as I occupy this rented house just ayem, nothing happens, I prefer to occupy the upper room just above the bathroom because it is closer to the bathroom, I prefer to occupy the upper room right above the bathroom, although sometimes I overslept in the living room, because of the fun of watching tivi. Tonight is my last wirid, after prayers, I sit cross-legged, prayer beads in my right hand, and counters in my left hand. I sat down to make it as relaxing as possible, because I could finish this novel in three hours.

I drew a long breath and kept it in my stomach, and I continued to read the aurad after my stomach was full, and I could not hold my breath, slowly breathing out, very slowly, very slowly, until I don't hear my breath. My mouth was tightly shut, and my eyes were closed, while my heart continued to recite the wirid incessantly. After the breath I let out all, silent for a moment, I repeated my breathing like the beginning, as soon as it continued until the wirid was finished, in my inner eyes I saw a deep darkness, all endless darkness without end, without end, then in the distance I saw a speck of light, I was like gliding towards that light, and into it, all the white lights dazzled my heart's eyes glare and then there was a red, green, yellow light, blue, and many more shimmered, and then I was dragged in one light whirling round, until I was in one bright but soft, peaceful space, I did not know what space it was, I did not know what it was, I felt from my navel a moderate cold, reconciling flowing to all my body, sometimes I directed the flow to the achy part of my body, instantly lost my aches. Suddenly a strong wind came down around me, I sat still, the wind grew louder, until my clothes fluttered, the moment my concentration fell out, because for a moment I thought, how can there be a hard wind coming in while the windows and doors are locked. But I quickly concentrated again, and until the wirid finished nothing happened, after folding the prayer mat I went to the living room and watched tivi while lying on the sofa. I did not feel sound, about three o'clock at night there was an explosion on the tile, the sound was loud, until I was sleeping awake, ah dream I thought.

“Out..!,outdoor..!” there was a loud explosion on the tile, the sound was like a firecracker, or like the sound of a vespa that was starter and exploded and dislodged to know the pot, I had to wake up because there was a spark above me, I thought electrical short circuit, I think, but why aren't the next room lights off? Indeed, the lamp in the living room where I slept on the sofa, I turned it off, but the bias of the light from the next room still, can help my eyes recognize every object in this living room, ah really, really, really, tomorrow I work then tonight I have to rest enough. I immediately corrected my position to be comfortable, and immediately closed my eyes, but only a few minutes I closed my eyes, I heard a voice close to my ear, although the words were unclear but really made me shocked, I opened my eyes, uh! How surprised I was, exactly three feet from my face, a scary face saw me, a very ugly old man's face, a wrinkled face full of boils sagging here and there, his head bald, he said, and her hair only grows on the back of her head.

“Hey who are you? Where are the crazy people?!” ask me to yell, that guy back off and babble in a language I don't understand. My hands clenched forward to lift the bogem into the face of the man, I saw his face frightened and retreated, I immediately ran up to throw a punch at the man. But quickly I had no idea the man had jumped into the wall, and was lost within the wall. I stepped forward to the wall where the man was lost, I groped the cement wall, I shuddered with fingers, hard, how could the old man break through the wall, could the genie, the devil, the demon? But why if indeed the genie or his countrymen are even afraid of me, but if you see his face is really ugly, I should be afraid of him, not him who is afraid of my cool face. I went back to the couch, laid myself down, I saw my watch showing at 3 in the morning, I couldn't sleep anymore, my eyes once saw the wall where the ugly old man was gone.

I told Kyai this story, but Kyai just laughed, and said that if undergoing first-rate fasting will indeed come into contact with the supernatural world, so no problem. In the forty-first fast I also got a painting offer in a large restaurant in the Serang-Pandeglang highway crossroads, the restaurant was huge, it was very big, the length is only up to almost reach the fiber meter, under the restaurant there is fishing, the owner of the restaurant....

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