Kisa Mystical While Living at the Stage Home.

Part 08's.. About Bu Wati

Se-se-setaaaaannn!!!!!.....

Shouted pak samsul while running down the algal ridge towards the house of Mr. Imran, he no longer cared for his injured leg, while continuing to bleed fresh because stepping on a sharp piece of twig.

"Pa imraaan.. !!!pl-please.... There's setaaaann..." Shouted Mr. Samsul from a distance while continuing to run seven towards his best friend.

"What's Sul,istigfar ? Imran cried, who came straight to him.

"A-anu Mran!! a-there are demons" said pa samsul stuttering, while pointing towards the back.

He seemed so frightened by what happened.

"That's where sir samsul started to get sick for a week. He was also often confused while shouting indistinctly, fortunately the family immediately brought a pack of samsul to ustad Ali, and directly handled in a ruqia way. Thank God Pa Samsul is back to the way he was.

after returning home he recounted all his experiences while in them, and strangely again He said that his two daughters were also there with his wife, who was, whereas all this time he witnessed was not Rani and Nia but a figure of two kunti disguised as his two daughters and they were the ones who took the tribe of pak samsul with them.

My hair continues to stand non-stop because of hearing about the natural events by pa samsul.

"Yes ALLAH is scary too pa, I am afraid similar events will befall us, what should we just move from here ? My proposal, and a nod by Lisa.

"Yes pa, Lisa is also afraid if she continues to live here" Lisa agreed to my proposal.

" If for the problem you have thought about it, but papa's savings are not enough to buy a plot of land, not to mention the cost of building a house must also be very expensive, but papa's savings are not enough to buy a plot of land, not to mention the cost of building a house must also be very expensive,if for this garden land father does not want to sell, because of the results of this garden we can meet daily needs, if no one uses the services of papa below" replied papa while sipping hot coffee made by mama just now.

Lisa and I just kept listening to my father's words, what he said was true. Although it is in the village but for the price of land remains expensive, not to mention the cost for the construction of houses. I want to help the family economy but, I can't do anything while I'm still sitting in 2nd grade High School.

"Yes pa, nothing, insya ALLAH Lina and Nia will get used to this. I said, even though the heart said something else.

"So, just one papa asked, you should never be lulled by voices calling your name if the voice sounds faint. How best to leave quickly.do not forget to pray to always be in the protection of God Almighty" said papa again reminded.

"And one more thing, if you pass through a place that is believed to be a haunted place, do not forget to say the word excuse me first, what else if you do other things such as defecation, spitting, spitting, or other. Fear of what we do will befall those who immediately make us sick, even though we do not intend to hurt them, Color after all, we live side by side with invisible beings" timpal mama who also gives advice.

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Now it was time for lunch.We all sat in the bales brought home columns while eating food so voraciously.Once in a while our view leads to the rice fields not far from the front of the house. This afternoon we enjoyed a simple but very delicious menu, grilled tilapia fish draped with raw spicy sambal, and equipped with vegetable kale clear sauce, kale, for me, everyone felt straight down my throat.

"That's who's standing behind a coconut tree, it's so weird" I thought, after my eyes caught someone looking at us from a distance.

"Ah, I seem to know her, that's not mommy huh?but, why he stood there while wailing like a person who is afraid of being discovered, not to mention his match did not escape towards us is strange, or do not-don't-don't!!! masah he is. Well this brain why the hell think negative about bu wati, not maybe it's like that ".my mind speaks and immediately eliminates my negative thoughts, which began to float away while sipping a glass of drinking water. My eyes looked back at the place where he was standing but the medium-sized figure was no longer in his place.

"Well, hurry up and take away, where did it go?like the one who swallowed the earth,?" My mind is astonished.

A little story about Wati. He and his husband named Pa Arman are residents of the village next door, different subdistricts but one district. They also bought some of the garden land owned by Rusli because at that time, Mr. Rusli sold it for the medical expenses of his wife who immediately fell ill. Only six months later they moved in this village, the husband had faced the Divine who he said due to heart attack disease that suddenly attacked him, . Of course, the local neighbors were shocked to hear about the death of Pa Arman, because, in the morning, the husband still had time to help the neighbors who visited beside his house, according to the story of Pa Rashid, according to the story of Pa Rashid, that in the morning he was so healthy and there were also no signs if he was sick, Dad!! Maybe fate had said something else, around nine o'clock at night he suddenly twitched and finally breathed his last right in the lap of the wife, so was the confession of the mother to the neighbor, so,Some believe there is also no, karna since the death of pa Arman, ma'am only looks mediocre does not look grieving. Many rumors circulated that he died as a result of the ula bu Wati itself, which he said embraced black magic, what else from the time they moved in this village, wati maam less mingled with local neighbors, he said,not to mention he is also very closed, only Pa Arman suaminyah who often mingle with the residents and also the local neighbors.

"Hey, Look who the hell, the clay-bugs are heading towards the garden seriously very much again" asked Mama

"Yes already ma, make a shock ajah.Anu bu, so Lina kanya see bu Wati deh standing behind the coconut tree" I replied pointing towards the coconut tree belonging to one of the residents, the mother followed my index direction.

"Where ? No, maybe you're wrong or your eyes are starting to get myopic" exclaimed mother a little joking.

" Yes mom!!lina's eyes were still a hundred percent normal!!! But really mom, it looks like it was wati mom!!" my timpalku while feeding rice into my mouth.

" It may be that ma'am wati, but coconut nyari fell around there" said papa.

"Maybe it's time !!!" I answered a little unsure.

"Gga need to discuss Bu Wati, quickly clean the dirty dishes, after that wash immediately" pinta mama, cut our chat.

Seriate..