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Victims of Santet (2)

"Please help me." the man's voice rattled.

I tried to weigh the request from Risma's mother. Honestly, I've never communicated more with supernatural things like Ms. Risma asked. Because creatures like them will definitely act further like hurting even my life could be threatened. I saw that Risma's mother's husband was 70% under the influence of that creature. There may only be a 5% chance of being able to live as usual.

"Mother, I know that at this time the mother is confused and confused by the state of the mother's husband. But sorry mom, I can't go any further if it's beyond my means." I said I looked at Risma's mom

"Thank you Sarti."

"I don't know what else to do. I've asked for help with even the most famous church pastors and aides, none of whom can heal."

Ms. Risma shed her tears. I could feel the sadness of what Miss Risma felt. As we age we don't need a romantic partner, just chatting and enjoying twilight together is more than enough.

"Ehmm .. Mom, tomorrow I'll just pick you up at home." Bu Risma said breaking silence

"By mom, about 9 or 10 in the morning." Answer me

"Thank you, Miss Sarti. Sorry to bother you." Said mom Risma greeting me

"Yes, you're both ma'am."

Shortly afterwards Risma's mom passed by her car. Maya and Mita who had finished cleaning the yard, just entered the house after Risma came home.

"Mom.... Are you sure you'll help the mother who came?" Ask Maya

I nodded slowly without answering any questions from Maya. I'm in danger of what will ask me later. The proof is now that he is standing in the corner of the front door. The creature may not be able to enter the house, because this house has been a supernatural fence since I saw the appearance of grandmothers in Mita's room.

I can only rub Maya's shoulder as if saying “All will go well son, God willing”. I just want to help someone who is in trouble because of the creature.

Day Night

I really can't sleep well tonight. The sound of the dog wailing in front of the courtyard gate made me shudder in fear. I peeked out of the window of the room there were two large tall creatures that looked like a leak. In Balinese mythology he is a symbol of the evil of black magic. To allay my fear, I took ablution water and read Surat Al-Kahfi because it just so happens that tonight is a Friday night’at. I deliberately hardened the Qur’an reading so that it could echo throughout the room of this house. Thirty minutes passed, but I had not finished reading Surat Al-Kahfi. My tongue stammered as if I was not allowed to read to the end. I stopped reading until I felt calm. At the same time, there was a sound from the side wall of my bedroom window. Until leaving a thin crack on the wall, like a house shaken by an earthquake.

“Astaghfirullah Alladzim.” Pekikku slowly

Tonight I purposely told Maya and Mita to go to bed with me. So that if there is something that wants to hit me but is hit by my son, I can immediately give help. Kahfi's reading stopped in verse seventy-five, meaning there were about thirty-five more verses I had to finish. The night was getting late, in the middle of my reading that was almost finished, a loud bang was heard again. This time it was heard from the side kitchen door. Maya and Mita wake up to hear the sound.

“Maling ... Maling .. There is maling.” Mita who woke up suddenly, was surprised to hear the sound of the door

Maya who sleeps the most kebo, this time woke up to hear the sound of her sister's screams. I told my two children to be quiet.

“Ussttt .. Don't make a sound, quickly grab wudhu and join in reading Qur’an with mom.” I said give the order

Maya and Mita look at each other. How not, I told them to take ablution and it went through the kitchen door that just heard a buzzing sound. They looked at me with compassion because they were afraid. With a heavy heart they finally want to be alone in the direction of the kitchen, after I suggest.