DEMON PUPPET

SEDA STARCH

"Bruckkk"... I reflexively woke up to the sound, I was very surprised to see the puppet - my collection of puppets that I stored on the wall shelves arrived - suddenly fell scattered.

"why is this, even though the shelf is still intact" I asked myself, it's strange and absurd, no wind or cat sneaking into my room, he said, I checked all over my room and saw no sign of any strangeness.

I poured water into a classic glass of brilik given by my ex-boyfriend to just reduce my shock, then I re-cleaned the whole puppet of my collection, this, I was very surprised not to play when I raised the puppet Ravana stacked on top of my Hanoman puppet.

"Geez, what's this white cloth?". I was surprised

I saw a piece of white cloth that was quite worn to cover the face of the hanoman puppet, the white cloth that had faded even a little fragile, I had never had this cloth before, it was so strange, it was so strange, what is this really?.

The size of the fabric is not too large, but enough to wrap the puppet. Suddenly I thought back to the old man's strange puppet last night, I remembered him wrapping the puppet in a cloth like this.

The wayang rahwana in my left hand I still hold as I look at this cloth, I keep daydreaming about what is really going on, my brain keeps thinking about this without my body moving at all.

"Bahhhh"... I was surprised to hear the ringtone of my cell phone that arrived - suddenly lit up.

I kept a moment of the cloth and unconsciously I was still holding Ravana in my left hand, I answered the call on my phone, it was my mother who called

"De, how are you there?, healthy - all right?" ask Mom in a soft voice

"Alhamdulillah healthy mother, how's mother there?". Answer me

up to tens of minutes of mothers calling, we talked about many things, ranging from the harvest that did not produce much to tell Mother's frustration with the behavior of the Father.

That's how Mom said, all came out without a filter, sometimes I feel sorry for the Father who was often scolded by Mom in this old age, but lucky you always patiently face Mom, but, this is the best of my father.

My conversation with Mom ended, without realizing I was still holding Ravana in my left hand, I returned to the place where I put the white cloth.

Crazy, it's crazy, it's unnatural, it's gone somewhere, I'm freaking out. I put Ravana in his place and I jumped on my bed, covered my head with a pillow and I was so scared.

I'm confused, I don't know what to do, I don't know who to tell this to, no one would believe me if I told you. Slowly I got up from my bed, I looked towards where the white cloth had been.

Slowly I walked, looking to my left right to confirm where the cloth is now, but still I did not find it. I also tried to calm myself again and sit on the edge of my bed while again daydreaming about these events

My gaze was unintentionally fixed on Ravana, Ravana was facing towards me with her stern gaze, the more focused I looked at Ravana, as if I had a message that I did not understand.

I tried to contact one of my friends, her name was Tara Arjuna, she was my sister in college but she graduated first.

"City, Sampurasun... The tar". My legow

"Rampes, yes kang... What's up?" Answer Tara

Then I talked about the whole series of events that I experienced from the Puppet Show last night to the white cloth incident earlier.

Tara was so serious about listening to all my stories, it just so happened that Tara was also the only friend of mine who studied such astral phenomena, Tara told me to stay calm and asked me not to talk about this to anyone and to stay careful, because she thought it came from a powerful evil black magic power.

That power was trying to get close to me, that's what Tara told me. After a long time I talked with Tara until the conversation ended, I was getting curious, for what the evil force approached me?, does this have anything to do with Dalang Teja Kusuma and the Old Man?

It did not feel the time was dusk, my stomach arrived - suddenly revolted asking for nutritional intake, yes I was hungry. I got out of my room, walked to the front of the alley to see - see what food is delicious for this afternoon.

My choice fell on Nasi Tutug Oncom, the distinctive aroma of fried oncom seasoned kencur was very tempting my stomach, without thinking the length of the double portion with warm tempe fried, warm tempe fried, so greedy I eat this delicious food until I did not realize I had spent 7 pieces of tempe mendoan, understandably from last night I have not eaten anyway.

My stomach has made peace, for a moment I relax in this shop while cleaning up the leftovers between my teeth, until the last sip of fresh tea I immediately pay for my food.

I walked back to my room, it was getting dark, I was walking, and suddenly I saw someone standing leaning against the wall of my boarding gate,

"who is that?", ask myself

I approached the man, he was dressed in a black pangsi suit with his head covered in black cloth, as I got closer, he got out of place.

He left before I could see his face, he walked away behind me and then after a long distance he turned to show me his face

"He.he.", my eyes were wide open, my mouth was suddenly locked with no power to hold back the shock when I saw his face, he was the old man. He kept walking away from me and I really felt stiff to move after him until he was out of my sight.

Why is he here, I rush to my room, I lock the meeting, I grab my smartphone to call Tara but repeatedly I call Tara not answer my call,

"why is this Tara, she's not usually like this" I'm upset

up to 13 times I called him, he didn't answer at all, I panicked.

Without thinking I decided to meet Tara at her house, I rushed to the garage, I turned on my old motorbike, and I quickly got out of the alley without having time to close the garage door again.

"Yes God". I screamed loudly, I accidentally nudged a pedestrian as I sped towards the outside of the alley, he fell down into the got on the left side of the road.

I got off my bike to save him, yes I know I was wrong, I have to take responsibility for my mistakes. After I observed, thankfully he did not suffer any serious injuries, only that his body was filled with sludge that smelled bad.

"Sorry, I'm sorry". I said with guilt

"Euhh... Damn it, use your eyes, it's not an accessory". He replied very upset

"yes mas, sorry mas, I'm hunting, mas not why - why right?". Answer me

After he cursed me out, we finally agreed to reconcile and I went back on my bike, this time I drove not too fast, I was still shocked because of the incident just now.

My mind was confused, confused and daydreaming all the way and I arrived at the tara house full of clumsiness

"Mixed up... Tara's". I screamed in front of Tara's house

Many times I called him, until he finally answered my greetings after almost 15 minutes in front of his house

"rampes., I'm sorry, sorry I overslept". Said him while in a hurry - rush to open the fence

 I was welcome to sit on her porch, and she was told she was alone at home,

"it's just so hard to get up". My inner

Without further ado, I recounted the events I experienced from after watching Puppet Ki Dalang Teja Kusuma until the incident

Tara was so serious about my every word, she was like she was laughing at something, suddenly Tara unconsciously heard talking

"He's woken". Tara said slowly

"Well.what's it?, how?". My answer is spontaneous

"Euh.no, no kang, hehe". Tara's slouching like covering something up

Tara invited me in to continue the conversation inside the house as it was getting late, I was still curious about what Tara called "she was awakened" but I have not dared to ask because Tara seems less willing to explain it.

Tara has a large collection of ancient objects and antiques in her house, every corner of the house is filled with objects such as kris to ancient kujang relics of antiquity, I was always amazed every visit to his house, amazed to see the objects in his house.

"i took a shower first, I relaxed in the living room". Tara

"OK, sip". Answer me

I'm curious about the whole house, because I've never seen the whole house, every time I visit here I just sit on the porch or in her room.

While she was taking a bath, I took the time to see the whole house, the house was huge and had a colonial-era style house, slowly I walked while looking - look until I realized I was walking towards the hallway towards the warehouse.

Suddenly, I was silent with a sense of tension seeing the figure of a small painting plastered at the end of the hallway, my eyes wide open, stiff and.

"Bahh". I was so surprised, Tara yelled at me

"Tara, come here". Call me back

Tara approached me

"What kind of puppet painting have I never seen?". Much

Tara seemed a little hesitant to tell me, but she finally explained in a straightforward manner who it was.

"this is called Seda Pati kang, this puppet is not a puppet show, this puppet has a demon soul that is used to find collateral by bad people in the past who want to gain power and high position instantly through pesugihan". Answer tara straightforwardly

"this is the puppet that I saw at the Teja Kusuma puppet show that the old man held yesterday". My timpal was full of fear as he pointed at the painting.

"he had been awakened kang, Seda Pati had long been put into the box and put to sleep by Abah Armayi because his evil behavior took a lot of casualties in the past". Tara explained as she pulled me away from the painting

Tara told the story of Seda Pati so detailed and full of mystery, but she did not know much about the figure of Abah Armayi that she mentioned earlier after I asked thoroughly.

Then what does this have to do with me?, why did the old man suddenly appear to meet me?, I was really confused by this series of events.

"he's looking for kang's first victim!". Suddenly Tara spoke in the midst of my confused daydream. I was very surprised by his words, making me assume that I was his first potential victim.

"and he's a vengeful kang!". Tara told me back, the more scared and confused I was made. I also stopped Tara's explanation spontaneously.

 I asked for permission to stay at her house because I was still too afraid to go back to my boarding room and it was quite late as well after me and Tara talked a lot, Tara let me sleep with her in her room.

Coincidentally the room is quite spacious and there is a quite interesting Game Console, to divert my mind, I invited Tara to play our favorite football game. But finally these eyes can no longer open wide, I was very sleepy, I asked permission to sleep

We slept separately, I was on a mattress on the floor near the TV and Tara was on her bed. I slept too.

In the middle of the night around 1 o'clock, my stomach suddenly contracted

"huhh.seall mules again at this hour". I woke up holding my stomach

I went out of the room and walked towards the bathroom near the room, I finished this mules, and finally relieved.

I went out and intended to go back to the room, but my steps stopped because I heard a strange sound from the 2nd floor of this house, slowly I walked up to confirm what the sound was, the voice was heard from one of the rooms that was at the back end of the 2nd floor

I approached slowly, the voice was getting clearer from inside, I was curious and opened the door slowly, and

"A.b.a..a... Gosh, my God.. a. a.a..a..what is that?". Shocked is not a bitch, I saw a large gong swinging itself forward backwards and occasionally bouncing off the wall behind where the gong was stored.

Without a second thought, I closed the door and returned to the room in a hurry \-gesa, arriving.

"what's kang?". Tegur Tara while sitting on the sofa chair near the stairs.

I was very surprised by Tara's reprimand, I also told her my reason why I got to the top room to her while nervous and clumsy because she did not seem to be pleased with what I just did, her gaze was so cynical.

"he's a gtu, likes his own movement to arrive - arrive". Sahut Tara

"i.i.iya Tar, can you?". Much

"it's kang, it's not my business". Shoot Tara in a cynical tone

I also asked permission to go back to the room and continue my sleep, tara just nodded and did not say a word, in the room I just stretched out with my arms on my forehead while staring at the sky - the sky of the room.

I tried to think about solving this puzzle, it seemed like it would be a long adventure for me and my eyes still did not want to be closed until the time was so early

Tara did not return to the room, it was already 4 am when I was sure she was upset because of the incident, but why should she be upset?. Is there something he's hiding?.

I didn't feel like I was asleep either

"kang, kang, wake up kang, it's 10 o'clock". Tara woke me up while patting my 2 feet

"eumm..ehh, yes tar, sorry bad luck waking up". I answered with my eyes still stuck

We both had breakfast tofu that Tara had prepared on the dining table, it was delicious I knew this taste.

 I also apologized for my behavior last night to Tara, but Tara just smiled while enjoying the food, then I asked slowly about the gong I saw last night.

"not usually he (gong) so kang, last I saw him swinging so fitting first I brought here, after that never again". Answer Tara

"take it from where?". Ask me back

"i used to be loved by someone, he said he said that the gong was moving, meaning there was danger, so I immediately did not calm down last night". Tara

My mind was getting less and less because of hearing Tara's explanation, I knew it turned out to be unpleasant again, I thought again to find answers to everything that happened.

I still don't think, why does Tara have that weird puppet painting? And why is he also so understanding about the story of the wayang seda starch?.

Question after question was rife in my head, but I tried to remain calm in the face of all this.

"then, how am I supposed to tar?". Much

"i'm still too minimal science for this kang, but maybe I can ask Mr. Dadang". Answer Tara

"huhhh... Mr Dadang?, Mr Dadang our lecturer?". I was shocked

"iya kang, my seinget Mr. Dadang once told me about the problem of this wayang seda starch when I guided the same thesis he setaun ago". Tara

My God, why should Mr. Dadang, I'm sure he still hates me for what happened the other day, but I also need someone who understands what happened to me.

I say goodbye and leave Tara's house, I put my bike back on, all the way I keep thinking about all this, all my thoughts are dead-end and I never find an answer.

Ah, instead of me continuing to dissolve in my mind, I better meet Mr. Dadang alone, bodo period with my paper, I stopped for a moment to call Mr. Dadang, I was better off, I told him I wanted to meet him today.

It turned out that unlike what I thought, Mr. Dadang allowed me to meet him at his house later tonight, I was a little relieved and I decided to go back to boarding, this body is sticky and smelly because I was hesitating to take a bath at Tara's house earlier.

Arriving in my room, I relax for a moment and I lay my body on the bed, accidentally my eyes lead to the puppet ravana in front of me, I noticed there seemed to be something strange and unnatural.

"astaga, why is this". I was surprised

I found my wayang rahwanaku full of scratches, and the scabbard was torn.

I looked back at the rest of my room, I looked for the reason why my monk puppets had come to be like this, I did not encounter any irregularities around my room, it was strange, what happened.

When the time showed it was late afternoon, I rushed to take a shower and prepared - ready to go to the house of Mr. Dadang, the house of Mr. Dadang is quite far from my boarding house, about - about 2 hours drive.

On the way I still think about all this, and I really hope Mr. Dadang has a solution for all the events that I experienced.

Upon arrival at Mr. Dadang's house, I was welcome to enter and I was spoken to in his wayang sanggar room, the sanggar was located in his backyard, he said, hot coffee treats and boiled cassava from Mr. Dadang's wife accompanied my chat.

It turned out that Mr. Dadang was not as scary as I thought, he was so humble and delicate at home, then I also told the whole series of events until my whole conversation with Tara to him.

"Seda Starch?" Mr. Dadang spontaneously cut off my conversation

I nodded and did not continue my conversation.

"where did Tara Arjuna know that the puppet was Seda Pati?". Ask Mr. Dadang to me

I was confused as to what I should answer

"sorry sir, Tara said you once told Tara". My answer is doubt

Mr. Dadang denied it, he said that he had never talked about the Seda Pati in such detail to Tara, and even Pak Dadang never told the physical characteristics of the wayang seda starch.

I was even more confused about all this, then Mr. Dadang told me to stay at his house for my security, I was more confused by all this, why did Mr. Dadang become this stiff?.

Suddenly Mr. Dadang took me to a room on the left side of the sanggar, before entering the room Mr. Dadang seemed to say something that did not know what it was.

"pun sampurasun soap, nun paralun ka para karuhun". Said Mr. Dadang when he opened the door of the room.

There was nothing in the room, there was only a black box measuring approximately 1 square meter and the room was very cool as well as the smell of agarwood that was burned.

Mr. Dadang opened the box and asked me to take out a ravana puppet stored in it, I picked up the puppet. And suddenly Mr. Dadang was surprised

"Hahh...kamu, are you ready Abah Armayi?". Ask Mr. Dadang in surprise

I explained to Mr. Dadang that I was also confused by Mr. Dadang's question, because I just did not know who Abah Armayi was, I only heard it from Tara.

"Where do you have that necklace?". Ask Mr. Dadang while pointing at my necklace

The necklace has a pendant shaped like a puppet mountain or sigotaka lawang with gold material, the pendant has a one-eye-shaped carving on its peak and has a Ravana carving in a Wayang Kulit below.

I explained to Mr. Dadang that I had this necklace from childhood, Mother who gave it to me, then Mr. Dadang took me to another room, there he showed me an old photo.

"Who is this?". Much

"This is Abah Armayi, try to pay attention to the pendant he wears". Answer Mr. Dadang

I was very confused, why my Pendant is exactly the same as the one Abah Armayi was wearing, I explained back to Mr. Dadang that I did not know who Abah Armayi was, I never even heard a story about him from my family.

Mr. Dadang told me that he was sure that I had a relationship with Abah Armayi, because he thought it was impossible for me to wear the same necklace if I didn't have any relationship.

"It's just right that Seda Pati is after you". Said Mr. Dadang

I was more afraid because of the words of Mr. Dadang, it turns out that because this necklace is all a series of events that happened, I never wanted this necklace, I wanted to feel like I threw this necklace, I wanted to throw this necklace, but I doubt it because it's a gift from Mom.

"You have Ravana's puppet in your house?". Ask Mr. Dadang

"eu.. Have Sir". Answer me

He asked about the condition of my way, I explained everything that the condition of my way arrived \- arrived full of marks of sharp objects scratches on his face, and even the scabbard was full of tears.

"Surely, he will definitely target Ravana first". Said Mr. Dadang

He explained that the wayang rahwana which has a soul can stop the steps of starch, that is why he keeps the puppet rahwana in a special box and a separate room.

He explained that the wayang rahwana that I held was the puppet that Abah Armayi used to defeat the starch, he explained that the only \ way to defeat the strength of the starch.

I have to take it and do a show to make him fight with Ravana, not with just any Wayang Ravana but the Puppet Ravana who has a soul.

Bulu kudukku stood up to hear the explanation of Mr. Dadang, I do not understand with the intention of Ravana who is spirited

"what does Ravana mean, sir?". Much

And Mr. Dadang then told me

"Rahwana is a puppet character who has a great sincerity of love, even he did not hesitate to risk the title of king and Alengka Dirja State just for the sake of a Shinta, he did not hesitate to risk the title of king and Alengka Dirja State only for the sake of a Shinta, even when Shinta changed shape and changed its name to Maitili, Janaki and Widehi even though Ravana remained firm on his love for Shinta, because Ravana loved his Dzat Shinta not physically, his likeness or his name, he said, Ravana will be spirited if played by people who have sincerity like him".

Suddenly a message came into my salary

"Kang, Please". Tara delivered an SMS like that to me, then I called her immediately but many times she did not answer my call, what is this?.

I called her again and tara answered

"he's here kang". Answer tara

"Hello.hello.. Tara, who is she, hello.hello.... Tara, Tara". I asked tensely to him, and I heard Tara's screams like they were far from her.

Immediately I told this to Mr. Dadang, and Mr. Dadang suddenly shouted

"quick, we're going to Tara's house, she's already started". Shoot Mr. Dadang while pulling me out

"who is he sir, what does it mean to start sir?".

"hhh hurry you, Tara is in danger of this". Said Mr. Dadang while in a hurry to take his car keys

We rushed to Tara's house with Mr. Dadang's antique car, he was running his car fast, I was also frightened by driving Mr. Dadang.

"Ahhh... this is jammed why else?". Said Mr. Dadang with full annoyance

Many times Mr. Dadang sounded his horn, but the road never went smoothly, he decided to turn back and take another path

Mr. Dadang drove his car so fast that we accidentally nudged another car

"woii g**lok, stop woi, car responsibility aing broken yeuh an***g". Shouted angry car drivers who were knocked down by Mr. Dadang

But Mr. Dadang ignored him, we continue to race against time to quickly get to the house of Tara.

After a stressful trip, we reached Tara's house, shouting Tara from outside the fence, but there was no answer

We decided to jump over the fence, and break into his house, I looked for him in his room but nothing, I looked for him in every room and nothing

Then I looked up on the 2nd floor in the room where he kept the strange gong, I opened the door slowly and I found Tara dead, he left with a blind puppet stuck in his heart and full of cuts on his face

I fell silent, and unable to hold my body, I sat down slowly with my back against the wall, my tears breaking, while staring at the bloodstained body of tara.

"Tara......". Shouted beside his body

Mr. Dadang was not able to hold haru, I saw he was so devastated by the death of Tara but he tried to stay strong.

Mr. Dadang invited me to lift Tara's body to be brought down, we also tried to contact Tara's family who were going out of town

I explained to his father about this incident, and his father was not able to hear this incident, they said they would come home soon.

With Mr. Dadang I bathed his body while waiting for his family to arrive, until we wrapped it in a shroud, 8 hours later we waited, the family arrived tara

They could not help but cry over the death of her son, and I cried again while explaining the whole incident to Tara's father in the living room near the stairs, tara's father only heard me empty-eyed, I also tried to calm her father.

After the conversation was over I slowly walked away from the crowd of his family. I walked slowly towards the back yard hallway, I was curious about the starches painted there, and no. The painting is gone!!, I was very surprised to find that it was no longer in its place

"De, de". Mr. Dadang called me

"Yes sir". Answer me

"Come, the ambulance is coming". Said Mr. Dadang

Mr. Dadang and I left home immediately to go to Tara's burial place, arrived at the funeral, we were all covered again

Tara's body has been buried in the ground, I still can't believe it!. I lifted my head, I saw the figure of a man in black clothes was a little far from the funeral, he seemed to be watching us alone

It's weird, who is he?. But I did not pay much attention to it, because we were praying in front of the tomb of Tara Arjuna, after the whole procession was completed I also left the funeral with Mr. Dadang.

We got into the car, and when we started walking, I saw the figure of the man in black clothes walking back to me in front of us, after I passed it turned out he was the old man, he smiled at me

I asked Mr. Dadang to stop, and I came down to chase the old man, but...

Seriate....