Corpse

Victims of Santet (3)

Maya and Mita put on a prayer mat to prepare for prayer with me. The first rakaat was accompanied by the howling of dogs that increasingly sounded quite loud. A strong wind gust enters between the sidelines of the wind hole. The window clasp may be almost dislodged from its nail to make a noise. I remained focused as a priest for my son, until the last moment when I said my greetings. I was stunned the back row was full of other shafs. When I looked back the figures had already disappeared.

This time I risked my life at home for this contract. The chanting of sacred verses that echo throughout the room adds to the mystique of the evening. Two different atmospheres of nature are very much felt. Both my shoulders and the back side of my hands began to feel heavy. The smell of incense in this room.

"Astaghfirullah alladzim mom, what's this smell mom?" jerit Mita stopped her reading

The smell of incense was stinging until the three of us could still feel it even though it had closed the nose.

"You two continue reading. Don't stop until you say stop. Understand right?"

"Bismillah, ready ma'am" answered the two of them

I chose to sit back to Maya and Mita facing the window. My main focus right now is my family, which I need to protect first. Science rogoh sukma I wear. Right now my soul is no longer in my body, with steady steps I go out of the house through the wall. In front of there stood a leak who was ready to hurt me at any time.

"Hey wrinkled woman, don't you interfere with a problem that has nothing to do with you. I don't hesitate to make you look like the man I made helpless. Haha."

His long, pointed teeth and reddened eyeballs were not funny at all. Yeah, he threatened me. Maybe my children's lives will be threatened too.

"What's the man's fault that you made him like a mortal sakaratul?" ask me on that figure

"Haha"

"He has nothing to do with me, but someone has paid my master a great price. And I was promised a decent fall for my hard work."

"If you and your children want to survive, don't interfere with my business. It's even better than living in hell like the man I hurt."

Suddenly the originally strong wind scroll turned calm. Followed away the gardener dogs at the end of the village. But before I go back into my body, I go around the house to protect my house's occult.

Morning

Today the weather is very clear, the sun is not hiding among the clouds. I who was drying clothes was surprised by the arrival of Miss Risma. Though I'm sure it's not 9 and I'm still not improving myself.

"Good morning ma'am Lastri, sorry I part came to mom's house. I want to have something to eat and drink at my mom's house."

I who was still focused on drying clothes turned to the source of the sound. There's no way a Risma ma'am would say such an awkward thing. I noticed the figure now standing in front of me. He seemed to understand what my gaze meant.

"I warned you early before he actually came here. If you still insist on helping him. Just look what you're about to reap."

I am still flabbergasted by the words of the figure dazed by the original figure of Risma ma'am who is now standing before me.

"Mother Sarti."

"Hello." His hand was played in front of my face

"Ehh, Miss Risma. How come mom?" much

"Yes, I think the sooner the better. Can I have breakfast at my mom's?"

The figure of a smiling leak grinned at me behind the rambutan tree across the house.

"Has Miss Risma been covered by the leak? Or do I feel de javu with this situation?"