
Where are you going, son?" mama Naviza asked, when she saw her daughter sneaking out of the house.
"Eh...Mama! May Ma, Metha come out for a while, Metha wants to see Tiara, it's been a long time since Ma, we didn't meet. Metha promise, will not be preoccupied with talking."
"But it's not good, Papa and Mama Okan, while they're here need a chatmate uh you run away."
"Please Ma, just for a second. May yes Ma, the day after tomorrow we have to return to Medan, well when Metha can meet friends."
"Already, let him go, pity the girls in brackets," said Mama Okan.
"Yes, Mama, Metha rarely comes home, once home eh.so the girl pingitan," said spoiled Metha felt victorious because she got a defense from Mama Okan.
"Yes, it's gone! but don't go home long, son, before lunch you have to get home."
"Good Ma."
Metha left after saying goodbye, riding her motorcycle towards Tiara's house. It was Tiara who would take him to the address of the shaman's house that could help Metha to subdue Okan's heart.
The sound of motor horns outside the house makes Tiara hurry, she tells her mother will walk with Metha. Tiara's mother who heard Metha had just come home immediately to report it.
"Son Metha, when will we arrive? I see growing beautiful Nak Metha during her stay in Medan."
"Ah Mother could have. Metha-kan from the past like this, ma'am?"
"Well, ma'am, Metha must be more beautiful. Beautiful is hard to find the prince of his dreams, especially ugly, is it not Metha?" tiara.
Metha nodded, confirming Tiara's words.
"There may be a young man who rejects Nak Metha, is beautiful, smart, has his own business and is clearly from the most distinguished and richest family here. Who the hell does not want to be different from the Sutan Raja family," said Tiara Mother who was not sure there was a man who rejected Metha.
"There's no evidence of ma'am?" said Metha.
"Mommy became curious, what kind of young man who dared to reject the love of Nak Metha. Is he handsome like a prince, or the president's son?"
"She's more than I'm calling her, so Metha should be able to find her Mom? Metha can't love anyone else."
"Well.. turns out love Nak Metha, dead love huh? How lucky is that guy?"
Metha just smiled at Tiara's mother's words, then she said goodbye, "Mom... Metha takes Tiara for a walk, huh? before lunch, anyway Metha will take Tiara home."
"Yes, son, go! But remember, be careful!"
"Siip, ma'am safe," Tiara replied.
Metha handed the keys to Tiara, as Tiara understood the way to the shaman's house.
Tiara drove Metha motor with moderate speed, then he turned to a slightly uphill road, because it was a hilly area.
Tiara is difficult because the road is a little slippery, because last night it just rained. After trying to advance the motorbike, they arrived in a large garden.
In the middle of the garden, there was a cottage made of bamboo. The quiet atmosphere and lush trees that surround the hut make the fur kuduk Metha stand.
The aura and aroma of incense are very clearly smelled by them, to add to the serenity of the place.
Tiara who saw Metha just stood staring while holding her nape immediately nudged her arm.
"Come, wait a minute!" bring Tiara.
"I'm afraid of Ra?" said Metha.
"You want to go ahead or we'll go back!" said Tiara who was annoyed by the cowardice of her best friend.
"I doubt it" said Metha again as she walked slowly behind Tiara.
Metha stopped after a distance of five meters from the hut, she was still hesitant but she was finally startled by an old woman's voice telling them to come in.
Though Metha and Tiara did not see a single person there, there was only a rickety hut whose door was still closed.
Metha screamed in fear and made the child grin, then laugh.
"Who are you?" ask Metha.
"Why didn't Brother come in? grandma told you to come in. Just open the door, not in the key" said the boy as he ran to the back of the hut.
Finally Metha and Tiara held hands, they ventured to enter. Actually Tiara had also just come this time, she got the address of the place from her friend.
"Metha pushed open the door, she saw a thin grandmother, her white hair scattered in disarray, sitting on a couch facing the incense burning place."
The fur of the two of them stood up more and more to see the scary look of the grandmother, they pushed each other to make the grandmother look sharply at the two and said loudly, "Sit down!"
Trembling, they approached and sat down before the grandmother.
"What do you want!" said the grandmother with a snarling tone.
"My friend is Grandpa" Tiara said as she nudged Metha's trembling arm.
"Come Met, talk," whispered Tiara.
"Yes Nek, I want to ask you a favor. I love a man and our family has agreed for us to marry, but he always rejects Nek, arguing he only considers me a sister. But I don't want Nek to be just a sister, I love her and want to marry her."
"You brought the picture?"
"There's Grandma!"
Metha opened her bag, then she took a photo of Okan which she had deliberately prepared, if asked by the shaman.
With trembling hands, Metha handed over the photo of Okan to her grandmother. The shaman's grandmother held the photo and asked, "what's his name?"
"Dr. Okan Chandra Pratama Hotel, Sp. KK nek," replied Metha who mentioned Okan's full name and his bachelor's degree.
Grandma quack mangosteen, while her mouth commotion to recite the mantra. His eyes pokus staring at the photo of Okan as if he was glaring, looking at Okan from a distance.
Afterwards, the shaman's grandmother puts up a photo of Okan and says, "He never loved you, the young doctor once loved a beautiful and kind girl, but he hasn't had time to declare his love, yet, the girl's dead."
For a moment the grandmother fell silent, and she continued saying, "Later she lived in regret until a bad girl was present in her life and now they are already lovers."
"If the first girl I knew Nek, her name was Naura, her twin sister had told me about Okan's past. But such an ugly girl, I don't know any Grandma? grandma's gonna look wrong."
"So you don't believe me! If you just leave! Just find someone else to help you, please come out!" throw away the angry grandmother.
Tiara, who saw the mad witch doctor, turned her eyes to Metha, and she said to her grandmother, "Sorry Nek! I'm sorry, my friend, he didn't mean that. She believes in Grandma's ability, please help her, Grandma?"
"Yes Nek. I was just wondering who that ugly woman I'd never seen before was, who's Okan's lover."
Finally the shaman's grandmother appeased her anger, because Metha and Tiara had apologized.
The Muslim Imam narrated in his Shaih that the Prophet shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam said,
“Whoever comes to the astrologer and asks him about something, he does not receive his prayer for 40 days.”
From Abu Hurairah radhiyallahu ‘anhu from Nabi shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam, he said, he said,
“Whoever comes to the shaman and believes what he says, he has disbelieved in what was revealed to Muhammad.” (CHR. Abu Daud)
Beware of us friends, do not get involved in the practice of magic and shamanism that will eventually disbelieve and turn to ourselves.
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