Black Covenant

Don't Tell me

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So sure that Salman will get an answer from Mr. Kyai that he came now. With his steps he accelerated after he finished performing the Maghrib prayer in the mosque.

He who did come late now also has to go home late and Mr. Kyai has also gone home first. Salman quickly chased after him because he did not want to until Pak Kyai left again and his arrival would be in vain.

"Assalamu'alaikum." say hello to Salman as a sign of respect for the host.

Salman also continued to wait in front of the door but shifted slightly to the right. And when the door opens he will be immediately seen by the occupants who open it.

There was also no answer Salman again said hello again while knocking on the door.

Tok tock..

"Assalamu'alaikum...!" hold it for the second time.

"Italian...!" it was clear this time his greeting had been answered by the host. Salman smiled he was happy that Mr. Kyai was at home and he would definitely get an answer from what was on his mind.

Not yet Salman entered suddenly his nape again felt hot and felt thick. The feathers are also directly lined up neatly with wind gusts that are not as usual.

Salman knows something is wrong. Maybe the creature that had disturbed him came back and did not willing if Salman came to Pak Kyai, especially if he asked for help for the healing of Ms. Yun.

Ta'awudz again Salman said many times, confident that with that he will be kept away from the dangers of jinn and the like that just interfere or might harm him.

Salman kept turning to make sure that there might be other creatures following him but he wouldn't see anything. Only the trees kept swaying due to the wind.

Before long Salman in a sense of unease the door has opened, showing Mr. Kyai who came out and welcomed the arrival of Salman.

"You, Sal. Here come in," take Mr. Kyai.

So friendly Mr. Kyai welcomed Salman, even his smile also looks very friendly. He was happy with Salman's arrival.

"Thank you, Mr. Kyai," Salman entered after getting permission from Mr. Kyai.

Salman was a little surprised because Mr. Kyai never entered also stopped at the door as if looking or watching something, is it possible Mr. Kyai can see visible beings who continue to follow Salman? Maybe anyway.

Salman only slightly turned to see Mr. Kyai who was still silent. Salman also looked a little outside but he saw absolutely nothing except the tree in front of Mr. Kyai's house.

"Please sit down" Kyai surprised Salman, who remained silent. Though he had seen Mr. Kyai was also still a henchman just observing the yard of his house did not know now he had closed it and walked closer to Salman.

"I-iya, Mr. Kyai," Salman stuttered a little because he was so shocked earlier. But Salman also immediately followed what Mr. Kyai said and he sat down.

After Salman sat Mr. Kyai also sat in the front seat of Salman. He smiled at Salman but either he smiled for the reason. Salman does not know.

Seeing the look on Salman's agitated face made Mr. Kyai take the initiative to ask first.

"Why, what's your foster mother's problem again?" very correct guess from Mr. Kyai. Salman was thinking about Ms. Yun, her adoptive mother, who was sick and now in the hospital.

Salman raised his face, he also nodded slowly because it was indeed very true.

Mr. Kyai was silent for a moment as he thought something but I don't know what he was thinking.

Long silence makes Salman wait, he will be patient to be able to hear all the problems that occur. The problem that befell Ms. Yun worried all the family.

"Before he got sick I also saw a pocong circling his house, Mr. Kyai. The next morning I went there and my mother was not feeling well. Later that night I came again to see, and the red-eyed pocong came again and went into his house. Is there anyone with bad intentions or how is it, Mr Kyai?"

Mr. Kyai nodded even more, as if understanding what Salman told him just now.

"What really happened, Mr Kyai? I really don't understand" Salman urged a bit that Mr. Kyai would tell him but he didn't. Mr. Kyai just smiled in response with a face so relaxed.

"You don't need to know, Sal. You just wish Miss Yun the best. And yes! Do not let one of his family know about the events you see," said Mr. Kyai stopped making Salman more confused.

"What's the matter, Mr Kyai?" Salman frowning. How could his family not be allowed to know something this big. Even though they will be sad, shouldn't they still know?

"Don't tell them, Sal. Kasian they all. Surely his mind will be all kinds," replied Mr. Kyai.

It is also true what Mr. Kyai said should not his family know what happened.

"Keep what should I do, Mr Kyai?" Salman is still very confused. There was no way that he would do nothing and just see the suffering of Ms. Yun who was fighting her illness.

"Pray mother Yun, and tell him to repent to Allah earnestly. Maybe with that God will give him a chance or God will relieve his disease" replied Mr. Kyai.

The bigger the question mark on Salman's head. Mr. Kyai's words can really be guessed if Ms. Yun did make a mistake. Butwhat? Can't Yun do something that God hates? Can't it be that Miss Yun did the shirk?

Bu Yun was famous very well. He also did not want to give alms and also do other good, even he also put his son into pesantren so where maybe he could commit such a big sin.

"Don't think no. Just do what I said just now" Kyai surprised Salman.

"Yes, Mr. Kyai."

Salman stuttered with a big statement in his head and Salman decided to go home. Pak Kyai's explanation is still floating for him he has not been able to get the answer he wants. But there is indeed a little explanation that opens up the problem a little.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kyai."

"Shortly wait here."

Mr. Kyai comes in, I don't know what he's going to do and he's going to give it to him. But before long Mr. Kyai came out again.

"Bring this up, and ask Ms. Yun to drink it. Hopefully this will help a little bit" Kyai handed Salman a water bottle.

"Thank you, Mr. Kyai, I will give it to you" Salman replied as he received a bottle from Mr. Kyai, "then excuse me Mr. Kyai, assalamualaikum.." Salman is really going home.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

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