
I handed the red-eyed ring to Mr. Sharif, the man who came with Robby earlier.
"Here, sir." I said as I put the ring on the table. Mr. Sharif seemed reluctant to accept it directly from my hands. It was seen that he was observing a round object with that beautiful gemstone on the table. Sometimes his mouth seems to read prayers. Sometimes his forehead also looked wrinkled like he was thinking hard. Soon both his eyes were closed. Many times his mouth spoke Istighfar. He seems to be doing something I don't understand.
There was no sound or movement from Mama and Robby. All seemed silent and looked solemn waiting for Mr. Syarif to finish praying.
"Mad Jenna." Mr. Sharif awakened my daydream.
"Yes, sir." I answered a little nervously.
"It is better that this ring be destroyed" said Mr. Syarif gave advice.
"What's the matter, sir? That's my friend's gift." I said a little hesitantly.
"This is precisely the intermediary tool used by Mbak Jenna's friends to make Mbak Jenna and her friends like this" said Mr. Syarif while again putting the ring on the table.
"What do you mean, sir?" me and Robby together.
Mr. Sharif looks to take a long breath.
"Let me explain. But can we destroy this now?" ask Mr. Sharif later.
"May, sir." Robby replied without my consent. I who heard Robby's reply just turned my head and looked back at the beautiful-eyed ring. Honestly, I like him a lot. His unique model and shining ring eyes made me fall in love when I first received it from Lukman a few months ago.
"How about, Miss Jenna?" back Mr. Sharif repeated his question. I see Mama, the woman nodded her head on condition that I should take advice from Mr. Sharif.
"Alright, Sir. Please." I said while nodding. I saw Mr. Sharif again reciting the prayers that most of me also memorized his reading. He took the ring, and put it in a handkerchief of his own.
"Sir, this is what I brought, yes. Hopefully all the disturbances that Jenna has experienced lately will soon disappear." said Mr. Syarif who I follow with a nod of the head.
"Can Jenna get back to the way she was, sir?" ask Mama expectantly.
"Can, Mom. The service provider has been secured. Later after being destroyed, God willing, everything will return to how it was." said Mr. Syarif made us all aghast.
"Guna-guna?" I never thought if Lukman could do such a thing to me. What is the motive I also do not understand.
"Are these things treatable, sir?" Mama made sure.
"God willing, Mom. Back to Jenna herself. From now on, strive to always be close to the Giver of Life. Do not forget to always do the obligation and at least try to keep yourself so that things like this will not happen again" said Mr. Syarif.
At first glance I lyrics where I saw the figure of a creepy red woman. That figure is no longer visible.
"Jenna, since when did Lukman give you such a thing?" suddenly Mama asked when Robby and Mr. Sharif said goodbye to go home. The ring that Lukman gave in his hand. Mr. Sharif said it had to be returned to its origin. The place where Lukman asked for such a thing first.
"A few months ago, Ma." I said softly.
I thought for a moment before continuing the conversation with my mother.
"There's Ma. The shape alone looks strange. Then, I also often feel empty if I don't see Lukman stuff a day." Mama took a deep breath when she heard my explanation.
"Hopefully after this you can get out of everything, son." said Mama who I answered with a nod of the head.
***
One month after Mr. Sharif brought with him the red-eyed ring. I no longer see strange figures in the house. Even the figure of Dance that often comes is now no longer visible. Only, my mind was still thinking about them. The fate of Tommy who had to die for trying to save me. Lukman has not been found yet.
"Don't daydream a lot, Jen" Robby said this afternoon. He now comes to visit home more often after coming home from work.
"I'm just thinking of Tommy and Dance. How their fate is there." I said.
"Said Mr. Sharif, they returned to the creator. While the figures that you often see are just genies that resemble the two of them" said Robby trying to calm me.
I don't know, I don't know exactly how they are right now either. But hopefully, what was said by Mr. Sharif was true. I could not bear if the spirit of Tari and Tommy did not really return to the creator, but instead stuck in another world and became a slave to the demons like the story in the movies in general.
***
That afternoon, while waiting for Mama to come home from work, I chose to watch television. Thankfully, I got home early today.
A news broadcast about the discovery of the body of a man with a terrible condition. Where many wounds are unnatural but not the result of human evil.
Triedg...
A message goes into the device.
"Jen, Lukman found. But it's dead pretty bad." The text message turned out to be Robby's.
"I'm going there. You don't have to come. Let me tell you later when I get back." again, Robby sent me a message that I haven't been able to reply to before.
Finally Robby went after Lukman's body to the mountain. He said the wound on Robby's body could not be called a murder victim. The injury is unnatural. Not like former human persecution.
"The case is closed, Jen. His family doesn't want to extend his business." Robby said on his return. I was pensive, thinking about the fate of the man who had once attracted me. But now, all the feelings are gone. There is only regret to have known him and pity because the end of his life must be like that.
Ever since that incident, I've preferred to be careful with others. Not arbitrarily accept the gifts of others and always try to get closer to the creator.
"Jen... Jenna's... Help me." I turned to the mirror in the bathroom in the office, because I was there. A terrible sight was again seen. The creepy woman pulled a thin man figure with a chain that bound her body. Occasionally a loud whip he lay and instantly made the skinny man's body instantly turn blue and bleed and pus. My body suddenly suffocated, my vision blurred and swirled. I tried to lean against the bathroom wall, hoping to support and hold my body down.
That was the last time I saw Lukman after his death. Maybe now he feels the same way as what he did to Tari and Tommy. There might even be other victims I don't know about. Since then, I've never seen them again. I didn't tell you what I saw with Robby and Mama. I keep it all to myself. As a lesson, so that there is not the slightest intention for me to ally with supernatural beings. Because of the happiness that is gained by fellowship with them, in the end there will be only misery that can be obtained.
Thank you very much for the loyal readers of Climbing Mount Slamet. My story ends here. Looking forward to the next story, yaa....