Curse Spell

Keke's Secret

"Ra.. try here first, there seems to be something strange in the recipe that Kak Keke wrote."

Dariel showed the book to Kayra. Kayra smiled in disbelief. The book is really just a recipe. He opened it up a glance. But she did not want to make Dariel disappointed, she came to approach her husband.

"See Ra... fried rice recipe, what is the need to add ginger and turmeric?" Dariel asked in confusion. Kayra could only frown not understanding.

"Maybe Middle Eastern fried rice, usually they like spices. So maybe.." Kayra's words were cut off.

"Look at Ra. on the last page there is a vocabulary maybe this means the key to reading the contents of the whole agenda." Dariel said enthusiastically.

"How can you?" kayra still did not understand.

"See for example, cayenne pepper \= pinch, punch, sugar\=laugh, 1sdt \=seharian and others. I'll try to translate first." Dariel looks solemnly flipping through the sheets of agenda paper. He was very washed away, from the look on his face, he lived what he was reading.

Dariel shook his head, like a man who refused to believe.

"Riel... What are you reading?" Kayra asked curiously.

Dariel sighed deeply before he put the agenda book back on the table. He looked at Kayra with a blue feeling.

"Ra.. Keke's story, what a pity for his fate." Dariel. Kayra was getting curious.

"What did Keke write?" tanya Kayra expressed her curiosity.

"You'd better read it yourself, Ra. I can't tell you. Oh yeah, I want to see Papa first?" Dariel rushed out of his room. There were tears hidden from Kayra's sight. Behind the door he had closed behind him, Dariel shed his tears.

"Sir Keke .. so unfortunately your fate sis." Dariel tried to wipe away the tears that kept seeping out from the end of his eyes. This time he lost his masculine side. The story that Keke wrote touched his heart. A sad story that is tragic.

Dariel tries to forget the poignant secret story of the late brother Keke. He walked towards his papa's room to make sure of his condition.

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Kayra was curious how Dariel could read the hidden message of Keke's agenda. Also he felt strange, why would Dariel not want to read to him?

Kayra picked up a book and began deciphering Keke's agenda. He searched one word at a time based on the vocabulary that Keke made on the last page of his agenda. Then he wrote it in his notebook. After one sentence, he was frustrated.

"It could be that one new moon has finished deciphering the whole book." Kayra lamented inwardly. He just remembered, this morning he could read writing that could not be understood by others. Maybe this time, he can also interpret the agenda book kak Keke.

Kayra closed her writing. He concentrated on the first page of Keke's agenda book. He then tried to read the written words. A recipe for cooking. "Why can't I?" Kayra's confused.

He concentrated again, this time closing his eyes tightly. Imagining the book in front of him turning into a tablet. The letters danced to compose a story.

When Kayra opened her eyes, she was no longer in her room. He was in a small house with a cement floor that had many holes. Kayra looked over here. This is a very foreign place to him.

"Quickly. come in here. The guy wants to be born." Said an old woman suddenly calling out to him.

Kayra's confused. "Grandma called me?"

"Hurry up, help my son. He's been in so much pain. It's time to give birth." The old woman was so anxious and urged him.

"Helping women give birth? I've never been. I can't." Kayra muttered in her heart. He chose to stay in his place.

Suddenly someone stepped hastily into Kayra. More precisely through it. Because he only felt the pressure of the gust of air, not a physical collision. "That means my existence is not aware of those people? Or maybe I'm in the middle of a holographic image? A look that looks real and I'm getting into it?" Kayra muttered in disbelief.

"Yes, I've been trying really fast, I can't wait. It also just took off the raincoat."

Said a young lady who came from behind Kayra. The woman was carrying a tote bag containing equipment to help with labor. Looks like that woman's a child shaman.

Kayra was glued to sit on a worn-out living room chair. Not how long.

"Oek.uk....oeek..." The sound of baby crying filled the entire room.

"Mom. Don't take my son. What answer did I give to his father when he came home from the city? Please don't bring my son!"

A mother in a shirt full of blood, trying to reach the child shaman. But without feeling, the shaman still passed.

"Remember yes.this is your debt payment so far. How much money you borrowed from me. And with this baby of yours, all your debts I'll take for granted." Said the child shaman turning his body while grinning satisfied.

"I-I-I didn't sell my son. Later after I get strong and work again, I will pay all my debts. Please Amanda, don't take my son." The mother cried sobbing. He did not accept being separated from his heart.

"Amanda, we're friends, aren't we? Please just this time.I beg you not to separate me from my son." The baby's mother squeezed. He paid no heed to the blood that kept seeping into his legs. She prostrated herself, hoping that Amanda would fall for her. But he's wrong, Amanda has turned her into a heartless woman.

"Oh my God... What are you doing Amanda??? He's your twin brother. Why are you this long? All this time I kept quiet and covered up the fact that you had blood ties. Not even Kesya I told you. All this I did for the sake of your ambition from childhood, which is to take Kesya away from her family. So that all the love of your parents is poured out just for you. But you are not satisfied either huh...?!!" Said the grandmother who had just come out of the room. He held his bloody head.

"You're not dead yet, are you?! You have many mouths!!" Amanda kicked the old grandmother in the stomach, threw the grandmother and fell on Kesya who was unconscious.

Kayra was stunned to see a spate of horrors before her eyes, she was unable to do anything about it.

Kayra ran, trying to help Kesya and the grandmother. But it did not work, as he tried to touch the two people who fainted that felt just the wind. Kayra couldn't touch them.

Especially when the fire began to grab the two bodies that were fainting. Kayra was helpless, she was crying and screaming hysterically. "Please..please, whoever help!!!" Shouted Kayra in vain. No one came and helped. Until the house was charred. Leaving the charcoal.

Suddenly there was a black vortex that enveloped Kayra. The vortex grew stronger, making Kayra's gaze even more faint. As the vortex began to unravel, Kayra had been taken to a different place. A large, ancient-style house.

A teenage boy was being tortured there. The girl was tied to a large pole. His arms and legs were filled with blistering red scratches.

"Hi Kesya, do you know what your fault is?" Ask a woman Kayra knows as Amanda.

"Puni-mrs...puni me...!" The girl said softly, on the sidelines of her stuffing.

"Today you didn't wash properly. Then tomorrow what other mistakes will you make heh?!" Amanda said emotionally, grabbed Kesya's hair until the little girl grimaced in pain.

"I will no longer make mistakes." Little Kesya said, she could not hide her fear.

Amanda smiled with satisfaction. It is not the bond that binds Kesya. He threw a bottle of wound medicine at the little Kesya who instantly collapsed enduring the pain that plagued his entire body.

Kayra cried at how dark her sister-in-law's past was.

Little Kesya strengthened his steps, he walked limped towards a window, he immediately jumped out of the house through a fairly high window. Until it rolled on hard ground. Apparently Kesya intended to escape.

He stumbled, choosing the forest path. This time he had resolved to leave behind a mad woman who was constantly tormenting him. His steps were stopped when he reached a white-fenced house.

Kesya almost fainted. Luckily, there was a middle-aged woman who was quick to help him. "Kesya...why did you get like this, son?" The woman broke him into the house.

After Kesya's injuries were treated. The woman asked Kesya again.

"Who tortured you, son?"

"Master Ida, help me. Take me all the way from here. I'm scared." Kesya answered small, there was panic in her eyes.

"Did your mother do it?" keka the teacher's mother.

"Mom Amanda wasn't my parents, she was the bad woman who always punished me for all the little mistakes I made." Little Isaac endured the pain of his heart.

"Oh my God, Kesya. I have to report Amanda. It's a violation of the law." Said bu Ida fiery.

"Mom, that's not gonna work. A year ago Mr. Romy meant to help me. He accidentally saw a bruise on my shoulder. And finally I can't cover up, if Amanda's mom did it. Mr. Romy was trying to help me by threatening Ms. Amanda, if she kept being mean to me she would report it to the police. Do you know what happened? Ms. Amanda slandered Mr. Romy trying to rape and hurt me. Mr. Romy was a good teacher, and his life fell apart. His family abandoned him and after six months in prison for a mistake he did not commit, he was ostracized by the environment. Ended suicide." Kesya paused her story, she sighed deeply before continuing her story.

"Mrs Ida, Mr. Romy did not commit suicide, but was killed by Amanda's mother. He showed the video footage, as he strangled and hung Mr. Romy on the ceiling of his room. Ms. Amanda threatened to kill Mr. Romy's wife and children if I dared to open my mouth." Kesya sighed deeply.

"Mom.. Please Kesya go far away from here." Kesya said pleading with great.

"Yes son, I'll help you get out of here." Said bu Ida steady. That same night, Kesya was sent with boxes of vegetables to Jakarta. Into an orphanage, there he again felt as a free man. Free from fear and intimidation.

Kesya excels at school, her beautiful face and meekness has attracted Raka's love for her. Until they decide to get married.

Kayra cried for a moment. He did not expect the past of Keke's sister as dark as that.

"Ra.." call Raka's brother and Keke's brother together.

Kayra was confused, she turned her head to the right to the left and to the back. There's only him. He walked closer to the couple.

"Yes, brother." Kayra replied hesitantly.

Raka and Keke handed me a piece of paper. "Take him for us." Raka's sister handed over the paper which instantly turned into baby Miracle. Babby M in Kayra's arms crying. And that's when Kayra was brought back to where she was. In the room with Babby M.

Kayra immediately held Babby M and calmed him down. The baby calmed down and reached for his hand.

"We'll always look after you babby M. I'm not gonna let that bad woman hurt you." Kayra's whisper in Babby M's ear.