ANCESTRAL INHERITANCE

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..."Not changing stance; stay firm"...

While stepping, Ningsih looked at the nanar only at Bu Lurah. Standing face to face so close it felt like clawing at the face of the thick-lipped, freshly polished red woman.

"If you don't hear it yourself," a resolute voice gliding slowly and quietly from between tightly clenched teeth, "I won't believe it, Miss Lurah really has the heart to do this."

Feeling intimidated, instead of being scared or at least daunted, Bu Lurah's emotions bubbled up instead. "It's none of your business! You know what you're about advancing the village? Go forward, yes, someone has to be sacrificed!"

"Huh?!" Grunting the circus, slanted smiling lips, condescending gaze, Ningsih's face was many times more annoying than usual that Bu Lurah had ever seen. "Why am I not sure, huh? Advancing the village, but unwilling to listen to the opinions of the citizens, ignoring the advice of the elders."

Hands folded in front of the chest, Ningsih's chin was raised haughtily. Bu Lurah who has lost height is getting shorter.

Outraged, Bu Lurah was at a loss for words. His mouth was tightly clenched, his jaw tightened, his fingers were clenched and *****-*****--imagining squeezing Ningsih's lips which he thought was too presumptuous.

"That's the man, Mbah."

"I know."

The whispers between Pak Yudi and Mbah Taryo distracted Ningsih. Again reflexes, Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra shifted, standing behind Mbah Taryo.

For a moment Mbah Taryo felt Ningsih's gaze was able to tremble his soul. The look that showed a very strong sting. At first glance, Mbah Taryo could feel the girl was a personal type who in the expression called boiling non-stomachy.

Resilient.

"Panjenengan already sepuh, must understand what is the ancestral heritage, Mbah."

Feeling dysentile, Mbah Taryo is not necessarily angry. As usual, he stroked his beard, showing incredible composure. "If it can be used more for the progress of the village, the ancestral heritage is nothing to dismantle. Danyang must understand, really, Ndok."

"But Ningsih would never agree. Until when not!"

The gaze of Mbah Taryo who could always make his disciples shrink, was of no use to Ningsih. Instead of being inferior, the girl stared back.

"Don't be rude to you, yeah!" Bu Lurah drew Ningsih's hand as the girl was about to approach Mbah Taryo. The two now face each other again and eyes are both staring sharply.

Basically, Ningsih and Bu Lurah have the same hard and determined nature, but unfortunately Bu Lurah harbors greed and selfishness, while Ningsih is very sincere, to do something truly out of love, there is no veiled intention.

"Bu Lurah who has been insolent to Mbah Putri and Mbah Kakong. It's as if you're renting this land to people."

"As a lowly I have the right to decide--"

"It should be decided after being crushed and reached a word of agreement. Not arbitrarily alone take a decision, instead it is black on white and down payment ...." Actually Ningsih wanted to mention about the new mobile phone Bu Lurah, but urung because he did not want to be slandered if it turns out he was wrong.

"Sok knows! Already, move you!" Bu Lurah was about to withdraw Ningsih's hand, but the opposite happened, the girl pushed Bu Lurah and approached Mbah Taryo.

Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra regained reflexes, stepping back away from Mbah Taryo. The people who were none other than those old shaman disciples could only watch. Hearts growled because Ningsih was so brave and brash to their teacher.

"Please understand, Mbah---"

Suddenly Ningsih was fixated, her unfinished mouth talking remained open, her eyes staring blankly unblinking.

"Not to be digubris. Go, start!" With just one command, Mbah Taryo's men immediately moved very deftly.

At that time, the outburst of anger of Mbah Jumini was unstoppable because it was influenced by the protective mark that had been installed by Nyai Bibet. The clash of the two had created negative energy in Ningsih's body, making him faint for quite a while as his soul had been trapped in the dream dimension. And it was Jati who had set him free by releasing the protective mark. It was by order of Nyai Bibet himself.

Without a protector, Mbah Taryo could easily hypnotize Ningsih. However, in the deepest corner of her soul, the girl was currently struggling to escape. It's dark, it's so thick, to see your own hands can't. The smell of incense is also very stinging. Afraid of moving, Ningsih just fumbled through the air.

"Pacify your heart, Ndok." Suddenly a female sura spoke.

"Who?"

"Okay, Nyai."

"Call me Mbah Jumini."

"Well, Mbah Jumini. Thanks for the lead."

"Be careful, Ndok. The old man was not an indiscriminate person."

"Thank you again, Mbah."

Back quiet. Ningsih immediately closed her eyes, caught her breath, then began to focus her mind. His eyes were closed as if looking at a single point between the eyebrows.

Seconds by seconds passed, Ningsih's hearing seemed deaf over time. The light was visible at the end of it - starting from a very small point of enlarging little by little - without hesitation the girl stepped foot. Step by step, then run very fast like a stone thrown catapult and ....

Tuk tuk tuk tak

Brak brak brak

Ningsih's body scowled, the impactful sounds instantly caught his attention. Breathing was still dull, his eyes staring in disbelief. The walls of the hangar have been dismantled the front and the left half. The five men worked very deftly, while the others just stood watching from under the mango tree to the right of the sanggar.

"Stop!"

Instantaneous silence. Let alone the others, Mbah Taryo only stiffened his face when he saw Ningsih could free himself from the influence of his hypnosis.

The invisible figure who witnessed the incident smiled proudly. "Good, Cah Ayu," murmured Nyai Bibet.

"Well, I can ...." Mr. Candra who had been standing next to Bu Lurah, rushed to move near Mbah Taryo.

Undaunted in the least, Ningsih grabbed the crowbar from the hand of one of the men and rushed over to the people standing under the mango tree. The disciples of Mbah Taryo could only be dumbstruck. Mrs Lurah was pale, Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra retreated until they hit a tree. Only Mbah Taryo remained calm.

When Ningsih raised the crowbar, Bu Lurah screamed while covering his head, as well as Mr. Yudi and Mr. Candra, even though Ningsih just wanted to throw the crowbar carelessly. He is still very sane, will not cross the line.

"Council. Just watch out, yeah. Look what's going to happen!" Ningsih's breathing was so angry. The index finger of the right hand was pointing right in front of Bu Lurah's nose who was staring in shock - still surprised by the crowbar.

"And the panjenengan, Mbah,"- his fingers turned to Mbah Taryo, but did not point at the face. Ningsih still views him as the old man to be respected - "dark, thick, someday to be confined there, unable to get out." Speaking with emphasis, neck veins and temple veins Ningsih until prominent.

Mbah Taryo stared intently, intending to re-launch the hypnotist, but failed. Like hitting a steel wall, the returning force hurt the eyes enough, but the old man was able to hide behind his calm demeanor.

There was no pretender or magical power that helped Ningsih, she was subconsciously able to fight Mbah Taryo who only gave off a little ability, purely because of her determination and determination which was also full of sincerity.

An amazing girl, Mbah Taryo praised Ningsih inwardly.

"Okay, Gusti. The ndok!" Running in a hurry, Ms. Rusmini came directly to Ningsih. He came to tell Ningsih to come home, eat. Ningsih was saying goodbye to the sanggar for a while, but did not return home, so it was followed.

"Call you here, Buk. If you need to bring people too. He's gone, Buk! Look at the hangar already dismantled," Ningsih's voice trembled and raspy, holding back a cry. He did not want to cry, abstinence for him looked weak in the presence of those people.

"Already, Ndok. Let your father take care of it. Moisturized with the others. We better go home."

"But, Buk ..."

Ms. Rusmini stroked her daughter's arm. "It's like this, what can you do? Angry is also free." When Ningsih was still unmoved, Ms. Rusmini slightly jerked her hand. "Let's go home, Ndok."

With a heavy heart, Ningsih finally complied. Stepping beside the mother, the tears that had been held from earlier finally dripped as well.

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