Cajaroh

Tragedy in Joni's eater

Ba'dal prays dawn I took the morning walk. Breathing the fresh mountain air. I haven't been fishing in a long time, my hobby in my spare time. While looking for inspiration, sometimes also go fishing at night. With my mystical experiences I experienced.

I used to be a coward, who did not dare to approach in a haunted place. Dare not near the bodies, graves etc. But nowadays even often asked for help, handling this matter. And sometimes it smells mystical. That is the secret of God, we will never know how.

Eeeh.

If today there were no people in the village next door. I intend to go fishing today. Since there is a auction, I will cancel.

" Later at night go fishing, to the reservoir S**mo in the southern coastal area if there is no sudden event" I whispered in my heart.

O yes.... The reservoir I maxed out was in the southern coastal area of DIY. There was quite a mystical aura of her as well.

God willing, on another occasion I will write a mystical experience while fishing in a haunted place. Of course, in the title, after this.

I don't think the sun has shown its light. I'm stepping home, my wife must be in her arms. Arriving home, at the table is available coffee is already warm. My wife must have left about 15 minutes ago.

In my daily life my wife and I rarely speak at length/long conversations. But both of our lives were almost never a problem.

My wife is blind in the morning already preparing to open a stall. Home dhuhur, rest up ashar shopping needs stalls and houses. I myself the schedule is not certain, sometimes help the wife in the house. While waiting for orders or online plant buyers. Yes understandably conventional sales do not sell in the hamlet.

Medicinal plants and ornamental plants are traded, consumers are urban masarakat. So naturally the people around me think I'm just unemployed. Because it does not see the exact activity. It's No problem.

Because they just don't know.

The last shred of my coffee on the table, it's already cold. I was browsing a plant that I could probably buy and sell again. Or I'll make Master Indukan. Ckkp... All of them can no longer be sold.

Long time looking for neither, I intend to follow my wife. Before going takziyah, to the alm Pak Joni.

Until he was born, my wife just finished wrapping the buyer's groceries. It's kind of heavy. Then I help lift it up and I take it to the buyer's bike.

" Thank you sir...." Said the shopping mother, did not know her name and residence. Understandably in the shophouse market area, who come and shop from anywhere.

" Well, sir, kangen huh ?" seduce my wife.

" Yes, miss the mother who is on shopping." I replied with a smile.

Makes my wife a little manyun, understand half a month more I stay.

" Later I want takziyah, continue if there is no sudden event. Maleminya want to go to S***m*." I opened the conversation.

My wife was silent for a moment, looking at me.

" Just came home yesterday, and last night went home late. Later tonight still want to go fishing ?!? Don't get married with fish sono...!!!" My wife answered while pouting.

I just kept quiet, feeling guilty. I don't understand my wife's feelings. I'm less sensitive to lack of responsiveness. I murmured in my heart.

" Yaudah sorry I didn't... Where I am going next night. My time is only for you tonight." I said.

As I said, I hugged my wife from behind. While I kissed her hair.

" Halaaah gombal, if you have a new gini pura pura attention. I'm gone, he said he wanted takziyah."

My wife said, letting go of my embrace. Maybe just pretend to be rebellious, because it doesn't look serious.

Ah it is difficult to understand women, silence is said not attention.

In his arms he said ngegombal.

Often out of the house said no matter the wife. At home, I keep saying kuper.

It's hard, indeed,

hihah.

I say goodbye to my wife, kissing her forehead. Even though he still looks a bit irritated. But keep kissing hands, when I'm gone.

I stater my bike, and start running while saying hello.

" Aalaikummussalaam...." Answer my wife who doesn't sound so much because I'm a little far away.

I was at the funeral home, and it seems to have started the ceremony. Buried this morning, too, probably because no relatives were out of town. Nothing is expected anymore, or because of the events of the previous events ? I don't know for sure, and I don't want to make any assumptions.

Due to the distance of the tomb not far, I joined the group to the cemetery on foot. It's only about 200m from the funeral home.

So far the process has gone smoothly, reaching the cemetery. The keranda is lowered, the covering cloth is opened. And the body was removed from the coffin. To be put into a burrow. So far it's smooth and normal. From relatives no one dared to go down to the burrow. I looked around. Then the grave digger who came down to the burrow 3 people.

Yaudah is enough in my mind, if I lack personnel I am ready to help. If it is arranged by myself, I will definitely come down. But since this is the hamlet next to mine, I use Adab as a santri of course.

The body has been lifted, ready to be put into a burrow. One of the grave diggers arrived. The one that came down screaming and then convulsing. Finally the body was put in a coffin again. Because I had to lift a grave digger who had a seizure.

" Take him to the cup first, the process of eating must continue" I said.

The process went well, I finally came down to help. Even at my request I asked mentalqin and lead prayer.

I approached the grave digger who had a seizure earlier. It turns out it hasn't been rumored, it's still a seizure. Even while nyerocos is unclear.

It's better to take her home, maybe it's got convulsions.

Finally carried to his house, I took the moss attached to a kijing. Which is said to be used as a medium to cure people who are affected by corpses/corpses. Of course there is a special prayer.

I walked to the home of the person who was convulsing, accompanied by Pak Kamto the shaman in the hamlet.

Quite a lot of people swarming her.

I approached him, and recited a prayer. I dip it on the moss I brought earlier and then I apply it to a certain part of the body.

he gradually regained consciousness, and told me what he was going through.

"When I want to hold the rope pocong corpse. Arriving from the head of the corpse appeared a creepy figure. I screamed, then the makhluq approached and said. Prepare as many burrows as possible..

because there will be many....

then all dark, know **t**know already at home. " the Story.

Everyone was silent, busy with their thoughts.

All eyes were on me

I responded, and said flat.

" I'm sorry I can't say anything right now. What we have to do, I don't know. Tomorrow afternoon I'll go see someone who understands this better.

I hope everyone is patient first, besuk I will tell our steps, God willing. Everyone prayed a lot first." I ended my words.

Can not be delayed again, must immediately find kang Salim

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