
Ali just came home, his sense of home looks lonely .
"Assalamu alaikum" said Ali.
"Wa alaikum salam" replied Fatma who came from the kitchen.
"Eh umi .. Why a deserted house?" Ask Ali.
"Yes .. the Aruna had come home when finished cooking, and Salha went home, she said her mother was sick," Fatma explained.
"Eh .. aa Ali has returned .." said Nurul.
Ali smiled, seeing Nurul welcome her to greet Ali's hand and kiss the back of her palm.
"It looks like our dinner is quiet" exclaimed Ali.
"No, it seems calming to Aaa, because it is very visible that Aa Ali does not like Salha" Nurul said.
"Not dislike Salha, but her sense of Salha's nature is suspicious .." Ali explained.
"Have ... have not talked about anyone else, mendingan us dinner together," cried Fatma.
"Yes umi .." replied Nurul and Ali together.
In another corner Salha was confused as to what to do.
The female shaman who had been helping him all this time was dead. Salha sat on the porch of the shaman's house hugging her knees, she was so frightened Maya's shadow always terrorized her. It was also night, where he had to spend the night in this village he did not know. Salha fell asleep on the porch of the shaman's house.
"Hey wake up!!!" Jerking a man.
Salha tried to open her very sleepy eyes.
"Well, are you here?" Shake that guy.
"I was looking for unak .. there is a need, but I do not know if unak is dead, I am confused where to go, let me spend the night just one night, just, nothing but on the terrace" Salha's fine pinta.
The man smiled. I mbah Qiweh, his kaka unak .. it looks like you are pursued by a genie who transformed into a woman," said Qiweh.
"Free .. Even if he is alive, he will not be able to help you, it's your genie that you asked to kill someone, he terrorizes you just want you to apologize and admit your mistake," Qiweh exclaimed.
"What should I do?" Lirih Salha's.
"First ... how much is your dowry ...? Or secondly admit your mistake" replied Qiweh.
"I have nothing mbah .. but I also do not want to admit my actions." said Salha.
"Then go home" Qiweh snapped.
"Mbah .. please me mbah .. I am willing to be an assistant mbah. Origin of my life .." ringis Salha.
"I do need a free maid but .. I don't like your clothes!!!" exciting Qiweh.
"No matter mbah .. I also do not like my clothes, I was forced to wear this, to attract the attention of men who had been trying. But in vain my sacrifice for this year" grumbled Salha while removing her veil.
"Hem .. yes already .. You clean this Unak house, because this house is only used for practice. Bring in all your stuff" cried Qiweh.
Salha entered, she immediately rested, as her body was completely tired.
"Hey have you eaten?" Ask Qiweh.
"Not yet," Sahut Salha.
"It's just eat this packaged rice .. grab yourself drinking water in the kitchen, I think you already know this house. The rice was I was loved by the citizens," said Qiweh
"Yes .. thanks mbah .." answered Salha.
"This, this necklace is used to prevent the jinn from interrupting for a while," Qiweh exclaimed as he gave the necklace
Salha accepted and immediately put it on.
Salha works cleaning house practices mbah Qiweh, as a reciprocal because Qiweh helps her. I don't know when Salha became Qiweh's maid. Only Qiweh determines the timing.