
Mr. Darjo and his wife replaced Ms. Romlah in the market because Ms. Romlah's children had handed over her mother's stall to Mr. Darjo. Wati is busy with her job as a principal at a High School, Dario has gone home and returned to his routine as a doctor at the hospital. While Soleh as a policeman who of course could not take care of his mother's stall.
" Jo kok Nono has not been to work for two days, why?" ask Mr. Darjo.
" Loh Kang Darjo doesn't know? Kan si Nono is dead Kang ", said Jojo.
" Innalilahi when is Jo? " ask Bu Nanik and Mr. Darjo in unison.
" A Week ago Kang. After Mbah Romlah died ", replied Jojo.
" How come there's no news broadcast in the mosque?" ask Mr. Darjo.
The residence of Nono and Pak Darjo is not too far away. Only about a kilometer away. If in the village of Nono there are people who died, surely the broadcast of the mosque from his village Nono was heard from the residence of Pak Darjo.
" Willfully not broadcast at Kang mosque ".
" Why?"
" The death is unnatural. Like that pesugihan tumbal. Therefore, Nono's family did not want to be broadcast in the mosque".
Mr. Darjo and Ms. Nanik are just beards.
" Oh yes Kang. This morning when I was about to open the stall, Mr. Mijan was giving salt to the front of this stall, huh?" ask Jojo.
" Well that's Jo. My mother Lek's death is also unnatural as a courtesy ".
Then Mr. Darjo recounted the incident in the banana garden when Mr. Darjo saw the spirit of Ms. Romlah.
" Mending is just a consultation with smart people so that nothing happens at this kiosk" Jojo proposed.
" Yes later in the afternoon I plan to go to Mbah Parto's house for a consultation ".
" Yes faster is better ".
Mr. Darjo just nodded.
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The clock shows at seven o'clock. Mr. Mijan sat on the porch of the house with Santo, his son.
" When will your brother go home, San?" ask Mr. Mijan.
" Say next week, sir. But Mbak Naning came home alone not with her husband because her husband has just a lot of work ", said Santo.
" Yes, it's not important that you're home for your mother's year of study" Mr. Mijan said.
Yes, Mr. Mijan's wife is dead. And the year Mr. Mijan's wife is eight days away.
" Oh yes sir, I'm looking for a shaman where the hell to nyantet Bu Romlah? How do you keep the old Mak?" ask Santo.
" I'm looking for a shaman in the village next door, that's Mbah Kirman. Jos is le?"
" Yes Sir. Nono's death was also due to Father?" ask Santo.
" yes. Nono make a tumbal for sellers of stall sembako pak. And you are right to visit the house of Nono father told Nono family that Nono was made a victim by Ms. Romlah ", said Mr. Mijan with a smile.
" Great father", praise Saint.
" Who used to be, Mijan" said Mr. Mijan proudly. Without them realizing it, Mr. Darjo, who happened to pass by a small alley beside Mr. Mijan's house, heard their conversation. You evil man!! Mr. Darjo did not remain silent.
The next day when he opened the kiosk, Mr. Darjo told what he heard last night to Bu Nanik and Jojo. Ms. Nanik and Jojo shook their heads.
' There are such evil humans. Want to get what rewards from Gusti Allah', said Bu Nanik in his heart.
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After studying at Mr. Mijan's house, Mr. Mijan told his two children to go to a stall at the end of the village alley. Armed with a teplok lamp in his hand, Mr. Mijan walked down the village street.
" Mijan's.. Jan.."
Sayup Pak Mijan heard the sound of people calling him. Mr. Mijan looked directly at the patrol post. It looks like Ms. Romlah is sitting at the patrol post while looking at Mr. Mijan with a sharp look.
" Why did you kill me Mijan? What's wrong?"
" Go!! Get out of my sight Romlah!!" shouted Mr. Mijan.
" I'm not going to go Mijan. I will always follow you" said Ms. Romlah.
" No !! Don't follow me!! Go!!" shouted Mr. Mijan. Mr. Mijan's screams were heard from Mr. Darjo's house which made the middle-aged man leave the house. Many residents also left their homes because they heard Mr. Mijan's screams.
" What's wrong, sir ?" ask Mr. Darjo to Mr. Ateng.
" Do not know sir. Let's look at the patrol post ", take Mr. Ateng. Mr. Darjo nodded then walked hand in hand with Mr. Ateng to the patrol post. Arriving at the patrol post, Mr. Mijan shouted while shaking his hand, just like the g*la man.
" Mr. Mijan..Sir !" call Mr. RT.
" Who are you? Go!!" shouted Mr. Mijan to Mr. RT.
" I'm Mr. RT" said Mr. RT.
" Go!! Go on!! Don't come near me ", Mr. Mijan is hysterical.
" My father asked me to please call Santo and Naning here" Mr. RT told two of Mr. Darjo's neighbors. The two men nodded then passed from the patrol post.
Soon Santo and Naning arrived at the patrol station. They rushed to bring Mr. Mijan home with a bad feeling because Mr. Mijan kept shouting hysterically.
" Sir, what's in the patrol post?" asked Bu Nanik curious.
Mr. Darjo directly sat on the terrace of his house.
" Mr. Mijan Bu. He screamed like a man in a trance. Did not recognize the neighbors, Mr. RT and his children ", said Mr. Darjo.
" Maybe it's karma for Mr. Mijan sir. He is very evil ", said Ms. Nanik.
" I don't know Mom ".
" Yes, we have just entered Yuk Pak already at night" said Ms. Nanik.
Mr. Darjo nodded then followed his wife into the house.
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" Kang", call Naning to call Mr. Darjo.
" What's up Ning?" ask Mr. Darjo.
Tumben once Naning came to his house.
" Go in first Ning", take Ms. Nanik.
" No need Yu. It's just better here. I want to talk to Kang Darjo and Yu Nanik ".
" What are you talking about Ning?" ask Mr. Darjo.
" So, Kang, I want to apologize to Kang Darjo's family if my father has a lot of fault for Kang's family. I know my Father as now who became g*la because of his karma that has killed Miss Romlah and Nono", said Naning while bowed.
" Ning, mending you just apologized the same as concerned. If I had forgiven Mr. Mijan ", said Mr. Darjo.
" Well Kang later I want to go to Wati and Nono's house. I want to apologize to them who knows by apologizing to them my father so healed Kang ".
" Yes Ning hopefully ".
Naning was willing to go to Wati and Nono's house.
Ms. Romlah's family and Nono's family have apologized to Mr. Mijan but still Mr. Mijan has not recovered from his mental illness. Every day I screamed to myself. In 1990, Mr. Mijan died.
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