
I am also thankful that I got help from him.
After talking, we went home.
On the way home I was unceasingly grateful, missing one more goal which was to meet the woman and face her.
Almost half an hour on the way home, from a distance already seen grandmother seen pacing back and forth in the yard of the house.
My motorbike also entered the grounds of the house, which was followed by a doctor Ardi's car tailing from the back.
Grandma's face looked a little panicked towards me.
"Lin, your mom wasn't there" he said as I got off the bike.
"Well, Where did mama go, instead of harvesting sweet potatoes with papa" he said, while getting off my bike.
"There is no, your father said from that your mother did not exist" he replied.
"Yes, let's find, maybe someone else's garden" Dr. Ardi's chimpanzee approached us.
We also look for mama in the plantation area sometimes we call her.
"Ma... Mama where" I shouted.
"Santi... Santi... "Shouted grandma and papa simultaneously.
But there was no word from my mother.
"O ALLAH, where my mother went, she could not have lost her life"
I muttered, who kept looking.
We searched for her for almost half an hour, but there was no sign of her being found. We had to decide to go back home.
Upon the arrival of the yard at home, I was endlessly muttering while pacing back and forth like an iron. Every now and then both my eyes glanced at the plantation area, and hoped that there would be mama appearing from there, but the result was nil.
"Pa, where the hell went mama, kok not usually mama like this" I asked papa.
"We just wait ten, maybe your mom is sanity" said papa who calmed me.
Imran's heart, however, was not entirely sure of his words.
"His wealth may not be Pa, the time to go to sleep with the clothes that are worn down the nightclub "timpalku not sure.
Imran only sighed harshly hearing his son's words, but he was also confused where to look.
"Then what we are going to do now, there is no way we are just silent like this, what should we report it to the authorities" said the grandmother.
"Sir, we should wait until noon, if it has not returned, then we will report to the authorities" said Dr. Ardi.
Grandma looked so resigned, and so did papa, they nodded at the sign of approval.
We can't do anything until we wait for noon,
Our hope is mama will be fine and will be as bright as home.
But my thoughts now point to Aunt Wati.
"Don't this have anything to do with aunt Wati ya" said I, who suddenly made grandmother puffed towards me.
"Don't say that Lin, granny is afraid" said the grandmother with her words. It was obvious in his eyes that fear was so deep. Because he knew how cruel the woman was.
"It's not so bad, but I don't know why Lina's mind leads there" I said.
"If it were like that, what would we do now" said papa", there seemed to be a vexation in his eyes.
"We have met ustad zein, in the afternoon we will together go to the forest" said Dr. Ardi.
"I ask for nothing, I only help as much as possible, the rest we leave to the Almighty" he replied.
Papa nodded in understanding with a slight smile.
"Hahaha.." the grandmother who sat on the bale-bale with her head down, immediately burst out laughing.
We got out of our seats and stood in front of my grandmother.
"Are you looking for Santi?hmm.sorry yes, she is now with me "said the grandmother who had been possessed by the genie.
"Don't hurt my mother, please give her back" I said, pleading.
"Ck.. it's not that easy baby.I'll let go after you come to me" she said.
"Based on the crafty woman, I told you that I would meet you, why can't you be patient in the least" I yelled in annoyance.
"I can't be patient, Colour I want to take your life" he snapped which had glared at me.
then came back out of Grandma's body,
So that makes the grandmother a little dizzy, maybe because it is not strong in rasuki by the jinn.
Time goes on, the clock has shown at 14:30. We were getting ready to leave, while grandma stayed home, uncle Yanto would be as bright as he arrived.
"May you always be in the Protection of ALLAH, go in the good faith, go back in the presence of nothing less" said the grandmother.
We also guaranteed, and then shook his hands with reverence.
After that say hello, both of my grandmother's eyes began to look tearfully at me, with as much as she wiped it, and then smiled back at me while waving my hand.
I got in the car and sat down next to Papa in the back seat.
Now the car has also drove down the path to the seventh residence of Ustad Zein.
It looks like doctor Ardi is so focused on driving his car with a little speed up. There was no conversation between us on the way, maybe focused on each other's thoughts.
What's more with me, my heart is not constantly beating fast, the color will soon I face my enemy, who may be stronger than before.
Just a few tens of minutes, the car entered the yard of the house owned by Ustad Zein, it seems that Ustad Zein was waiting for us on the porch of his house with his wife.
After delivering the car, Doctor Ardi immediately came down, while me and papa were told to wait in the car.
Not waiting for long, they both got into the car and sat in the front seat.
The car drove back on the highway, after coming out of a house owned by Ustad Zein.
And now seventh into the forbidden forest which was about 50 km away.
We took the time to perform the Ashar prayer in excess of ten, before returning to continue the journey.
The trip this time was quite time consuming, because the road we passed was really badly damaged. Magrib time has arrived.
We decided to stop for a moment, to perform mangrib prayers in surau in this village, which happened to be not far from our location.
As we entered the surau, all the jama'a stared intently at us, as well as the women's jama'a.
We keep smiling at them, even if they don't return our smiles.
I held a cool chair next to the old lady, it was estimated to be about 70 years old, she was so friendly towards me when I was next to her..
And strangely from earlier when entering this surau, I continued to smell pandan as if the jama'a here using panda perfume, of course, I also do not know if there is a perfume that smells pandanus.
We also perform mangrib prayer bermama'a with kusyu, which is imami by ustad Zein.