Home On The Grave
My sister's ritual
Our old house is located on the edge of the village, directly adjacent to the pekuburqn which is said to have existed since 200 years ago, meaning it is still my mother's great-granddaughter.
Our house, too, is the oldest house in the sub-district where I live, an old house that is a hereditary heritage.
As usual, and as night fell, I sat on the porch until midnight drinking coffee and seeing stars scattered in the sky,also watch the attraction of throwing santet at each other which has become commonplace in my area
"Ashiik, the ball of fire has flown in the sky twisting and flying as if looking for his enemy, not long ago came another fireball that is much brighter shining from the west, smashing the first fireball, the first fireball,there was a tremendous bang, both fireballs were equally extinguished and fell to the earth, meaning that the owners of the two fireballs were equally strong.Sometimes both died together, but there must be news of death again.
"Great fun, watch not call", said the new sultry.
The tempest is actually an ordinary man as well, only he had a single accident and died on the spot, no one knew his family, until he was buried in my village
Kasian tempor, maybe he still wants to live, so his spirit still often comes to entertain himself by watching the attraction of fireball.
"masa, I have to wake you up por, I am an ordinary man, you are a demon", I reply while continuing to count the endless stars.
"don't call satan dooong, sereeem tauuu", said a bitter fear of sereem when his appearance was so seremnya, his face was smashed side by side, his clothes were tattered camping and his legs were limping.
"sorry mpor, I drink coffee nak nawarin", I said as I glanced at the flabby mesem mesem mesem.
"hi hi hi hi hi, heard the sound of laughing kuntilanak approaching, it looks like the sound of laughter rukmini, the woman who died because of her husband's murder, even though Rukmini was pregnant.
My name is January, I am a human who is endowed with the ability to see and talk with the subtle creatures around me, so it is not surprising that night comes, the spirits of the wandering spirits come with me just, chat, chat,confide and joke.maybe because it is also, many among the citizens who think I am crazy, karna often talk alone, when there are spirits or ghosts cool ghosts who come to accompany me
"Rukmini, who came here?", I wonder, she has a baby
"Bete, staying in the grave and continuing to nuar, nahh as my son sleeps, I came out to see the beautiful stars, who knows among the thousand stars, there is a light of life that I can take one" said rukmini sad
"there's no smell of frankincense, who's burning this midnight incense?" asked rukmini curiously.
"Don't be in your grave ruk, it's Friday night, often there are people ritual to ask for lottery" said tempor
"i am a witch doctor" said Rukmini with a smile, although beautiful, she still looks creepy because now it has become a kuntilanak.
"Waduh noar,mpoor help me out, I'm like my body is tied to a rope", shouted rukmini.
"about dong ruk, you are invisible creatures, untouchable, then how do I help you", I replied, even though I was very kasian to his fate rukmini.
The time of life he was a victim of KDRT and the victim of infidelity, after death, his grave was used by people to hold a lottery ritual that was again rife.
Before long, the wind blew very fast, as if it would lift me into space, apparently it was an supernatural force that attracted the body of the rukmini and rukmini carried by the wind ******* the pickaxe, he said,there was no long sound of screams from the direction of the rukmini cemetery.
"Arwah Rukmini, give me your instructions, what number should we buy tomorrow?", asked Kasimin
"the condition is, you must bring here, the blood of the saint" replied the spirit rukmini.
"alright rukmini", said susanto agreed to rukmini's request.
"dare to, kasimin lied to me.let me play to know the taste", muttered rukmini, then he stuck out his long tongue and let out fire from his eyes make casimin and 2 friends run to the roast back home.
Rukmini continued to chase until the house of the casimin who turned out to be the brother of her best friend January, Kasimin went into her room and covered her body with a blanket
"casimini, your brother?", asked rukmini.
"Yes ruk, why?", I wondered
"Yes who pranked me, pulled my body to the grave because it was running a ritual asking for a lottery" answered rukmini
I was actually very kasian to the spirit of rukmini, until now she is still always haunting, not yet sincere about her tragic death at the hands of her own husband.
"I went home first yes nuar, my son may be hungry, I can ask for your rice even if only a handful" said rukmini
"preferably your son should go to your family rukmini, but look first you can believe" I said while giving a packet of rice to his son who was born in the grave.
"Ikhlaslah accept the reality, this is your destiny" I said with pity to see the rukmini that let out tears.
Rukmini disappeared from my sight.
"Bad fuckin' kuntilanak", sounds casimin, swearing from inside his room.
my brother this one is indeed very extraordinary, bad manners. It's wrong still do not want to admit his mistake, it's what annoys the residents of the cemetery because tempted by lottery numbers.
Apparently he did the ritual in his room again, all kinds of flowers, kemenyam and the offering of a scapegoat he prepared.
Not long after, a loud voice came from my brother's room
"what does it call me young?", said the heavy-spoken man
Peering from the gap of the bamboo room, it looks a creepy figure with a large body and fanged teeth.on his head grows 2 horns like a buffalo
"servant asked for a leak of my master's number", replied my brother trembling.
"well young man, give me the fresh blood of the man you provided" said the demon, my brother's ally
I saw my brother giving blood in a cup, the devil immediately drank fresh blood, and then he saw his hand scribble the numbers on the white paper that my brother had provided.
After writing that number, the demon immediately disappeared
"Wahhhh, I became a rich man, Kasimin will get all of it" my brother sounded alone.
"Basic, devil's servant", I said slowly
