Jailangkung Party

23 Memories of Merri and Rohi's Desire

Earlier, on Sunday full of terror, where Arinda, Karin and Tito are being disturbed by creatures

who likes to imitate Micah. In a slightly rowdy residence from the city center, Merri was busy looking for water and sipped it. In fact, he also took a few bottles of fruit-flavored drinks because of his passion.  After having a long dream for two nights, Merri was always thirsty. Mineral water is not able to treat the thirst. Even he had tried mixing it with ice cubes, but he was getting thirsty instead.

Seeing this Kusuma (Pisle said: Well this is just Merri's mother) became curious. He decided to make his daughter a cup of coffee. Normally, a normal human would not be able to drink it, because it tasted so bitter. Unless he is in the temple of the Jinns or demons, because the coffee is special to them.

“Try you drink this.” said Kusuma.

“But I don't like coffee, Bu.” Said Merri, “But that's the coffee in the basement, where the ritual mother?”

“Meanings curious mom, just try it first.”

“I tried when I was a kid, it feels like a real hook, more hook than gall, hueeks. I can't.” Merri refused the glass containing the coffee.

“****But I wantuuu...!!***” a voice echoing. Merri immediately looked back.*

“Why you?” tanya Kusuma saw Merri's sudden behavior.

“Mother didn't hear the sound just now?” ask Merri.

“Hmmm..!” kusuma sighed, he could guess what his son was going through. “Definitely on your tongue this coffee tastes sweet.” Guess Kusuma.

“Ma mean mother?”

“Hold this glass first, I want to call your mom.” Obviously Kusuma, he gave the glass containing coffee and went to their home phone in the living room.

Merri notices the mother's actions.she looks anxious, but about what? Thought Merri. There Kusuma started calling Mbah, the greeting he gave to his grandmother.

“Hallo, mbah.this is me Kusuma, yes... Mbah not at home? .. ooo understand, thank you sir

Tejo.”

Merri just shut up and noticed,"****That's where else***?" thought Merri. Suddenly Merri felt her throat dry again. Unknowingly he sipped the coffee and swallowed it to the end.*

“Manic also.” Thought Merri. He approached his mother. “What says Mbah?”

Kusuma finally finished calling his parents. He looked at his daughter's face, then smiled.

“He will be leaving here.” Answer Kusuma.

“Mbah where is it?” asked Merri curiously.

“Mbah already have a feeling you son.” Kusuma replied, then his eyes turned to the glass on the table. The glass is empty, “Merri, son.?!” call Kusuma.

“Yes mom, I'm still here..!” Merri turned around, the room was empty. Her mother does not exist

again standing behind him.

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“HHAAIII...!!!” someone greets him. He was sitting on one of the sofas in the middle room.

“You again, what do you want?!” ask Merri.

He could not believe that a rancid demon named Rohi, with a strange face with a snake-like body, approached him home. Or maybe he again brought Merri his dimension.

“Sweet coffee, it has been a long time I did not enjoy it. Khu khu khu..” Rohi laughs with that sly smile.

*“K you? Since when did you drink that coffee, instead of.?” Merri. “What don't-don't..?” Merri held her neck. *

“True khu khu!!” Rohi laughed with satisfaction, “That scratch on the neck is proof that I am the rightful owner of your body. Maybe this time is not perfect, but gradually, you are the representative of Adam's grandson and I descendant of the Great Tibbir will unite.”

“Cih, it won't happen, I won't let that happen!”

“But I really want it to happen, you have no choice. Let me take care of the people of the land!”

“I would not cooperate with a despicable and arrogant creature like you!” Merri was struck with emotion, he did not accept with this haughty attitude and demonic style of speech. Really haughty. “Why not just languish in hell, because it is indeed the right place for you, Devil curse!!!”

Instead of heartache, Rohi looks satisfied, “HAHAHAHA... Don't you realize, if our style of speech is similar?” said Rohi.

Merri directly clutched his own mouth, he only realized if he dared to speak presumptuously in front of the devil

which he used to fear. Even his style of speech was truly beyond his ability all along.

Rohi who looks satisfied close his face with the face of Merri. Lightning speed now

two different faces may only be a few inches away. Merri looked into Rohi's dark eyes.

“You just follow my rules.”

“Since you were a fetus, you were a baby, don't you remember us playmates?”

“Don't lie, your people are excellent liars?!”

“Didn't your grandmother come, ask her.” Rohi put his face away, “Titip my regards to him, ask the arrogant old lady and the peot, why can you forget me?”

Merri swallowed his saliva, this time his throat felt dry again. Then in front of him Rohi also holds his throat, “Looks like I'm thirsty, can make coffee earlier, it tastes good and sweet.” Said Rohi who then lost and left laughter full of happiness.

Merri clenched her hands, she really hated that demon.

“Merri?” Kusuma approached Merri who was standing facing Rohi's departure. “What's up? Are you in

bother again son?” tanyanya was very worried.

“I hate that demon mom, really hate her so much!” merri was very upset.

Kusuma noticed the look on his daughter's face, “*** Seems like you're ready, son? But I'm not ready to see you. Can I come back? I don't want Merri to suffer, she's still a teenager. He's too young.”**

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“So you've been marked?” Mbah Uti, the seventy-year-old woman noticed Merri's face. He saw a scratch on Merri's neck.

“What can be lost, buk?” tanya Kusuma who gave one cup of black coffee and two cups of sweet tea to her parents.

*“Lost can, just don't make any changes.” Obviously an old lady in a salamor suit. He was old, and called Mbah, his grandson was many, for he was also blessed with many children. Understandably, during his youth Mbah Uti never married three times. The first and second marriages failed, because the husband could not stand the alias of fear. Because in the youth Mbah Uti often experience trance and talk alone in the middle of the night. She was only able to control her abilities when she was thirty years old, when she married her third husband, Merri's biological grandfather. Although a shaman, make no mistake, for the matter of clothing Mbah Uti does not want to lose with famous celebrities. Her clothes are full of mittif and embroidery.plus the jewelry attached to the old neck and ring fingers. *

*Seeing from some of his children, it was indeed Kusuma who naturally went down in talent. Even the first child of her first husband failed to follow Mbah Uti, which ended up making him insane to death. But Kusuma's ability is certainly not as strong as him. But Mbah Uti can understand that. These accepted masters were the choice of their ancestors. *

But when Merri was born, Mbah Uti got a picture, if his granddaughter will inherit

talent that can balance it. At least one day, when the time comes he can retire and die with

peaceable. But the happy news brought a message that made his heart beat. Merri, who has been orphaned since this fetus, has been stalked by Rohi.

“Should I dump him even further.. hmmm fucking demon.” Dumel mbah uti.

“Ha?!” Merri was surprised not to play, “Means he was there long ago?” ask Merri.

Kusuma just kept quiet, he let this one problem be explained by his own mother.

“Yes, he did want you a long time ago. He often invites you to talk as a baby and every

he comes you always laugh, but the side effects after that you must be made hot and not infrequently you also convulsed. It was all her doing. On the one hand he loves you on the other he hates you because no demon really likes humans. That's already our destiny path.” Mbah Uti.

“then I have to do what?”

“It's a game, he's brought you back to play, but the goal is different. He wants to enslave you.”

“Ga wants, I don't want to be his slave.” Merri dodged, so hateful with the talk of the Mbah, Merri

even a shrill voice.

“If you don't want to, make the situation upside down. Make him your slave.” Mbah Uti. “Only it's the only way.”

GLEK, Merri swallowed his dry saliva.

“Mbah will help you. But first drink this potion, so that you and he do not share food or drink. Because it helps him to be strong.” Mbah uti gave a cup containing dark colored water.

“This what?”

“Coffee.”

“But I've had coffee concoction mom.”

“This one is different! Drink.”

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