LEGACY [ END ]

DISENGAGEMENT

In the morning, Mayang was pensive on the terrace while looking at the green plants that had always been cared for by his mother. Buk Inah approached him while inviting him to talk.

"Mas Bayu didn't come here non?"

"He works buk Inah. I also want to work."

"Emm, good anyway non but non Mayang can open business only. So the boss is better off than being someone else's employee."

"Usaha? with mom and dad's money?"

"It is not intended that Inah's book told non Mayang to waste money but all will also belong to non Mayang now. Non Mayang's job is to manage it. Many people who want to open a business but constrained capital. Ma'am Mayang already has capital just to act."

There's nothing wrong with what I said. It's just that, buk Inah does not know about the dark practices that the Mayang family has done.

"I'm lazy to open up. Want to try a new atmosphere, work with people."

"Em, it's also good non. Meet a lot of people, add more experience. Is there a view to apply where?"

"Not yet, I'll look for it. Ohya buk, is there an acquaintance of smart people, right? some kind of ustad or kyai like that?"

"Kok tumben asked smart people, non Mayang want to make a prayer or how?"

"No, I want to remember myself buk," said Mayang.

"Oh, find a spiritual teacher."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Emmm. There is a non, there is. I know one person."

"Who's buk? where's the house?"

"In the village next to non, justad Fahri his name. His house is on the left side of the patrol post."

Mayang mangosteen grabbed his phone to report the information to Bayu.

"Want me anterin to get there non?"

"Don't open it, I'll go there myself."

"Only?"

"Sama Bayu means."

"Ciye.."

Mayang then laughed a little to hear the tearing of the buk Inah.

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At around seven o'clock in the evening, Mayang again sent Bayu a short message that was immediately replied to by a phone call from his lover.

"Hallo!"

"Yes hello sorry! slow response, understand my first day of work!"

"Yes, I know."

"Ohya, about the ustad you told me about earlier, when do you want to go there?"

"What night's tomorrow?"

"May we go there together!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What is Maghrib's prayer yet?"

"Em, no. You also know that I never pray."

"Hemm. try to start!"

"Free, can't be dirty either."

"No problem, there's a process."

"Well or tomorrow."

"It's okay that's important, there's intention."

Mayang blushed his lips, in his heart still felt very lazy to worship. Let alone five times a day, once a day, feels heavy.

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The next day, Bayu and Mayang look for the house of Fahri. Armed with the information received from Inah's book, they managed to find it. Luckily, Fahri was at home. As if already knew the arrival of guests, ustad Fahri sat on the terrace like he was waiting.

"Waalaikumsalam," said Ustad Fahri, answering greetings from Bayu and Mayang.

Both are welcome to sit in the living room, shortly after, the wife of Ustad Fahri served a drink.

"This boy, Mr Danu's daughter?" ask ustad Fahri who immediately knew before being introduced first.

"Capek is mbak? mbak Mayang followed the same figure of women."

...Deg......

"I mean Mr. ustad, the waiting figure of the little keris on my forehead huh?" ask Mayang to do point.

"Yes, it has to be thrown away!"

"Yes Mr. Ustad, our goal here, one of which is that."

"To throw away that figure, it's easy. However, to break the supernatural agreement made by the Mayang family, it is not easy."

Mayang and Bayu looked at each other.

"Sir Ustad knows all?" mayang asked, full of emphasis.

"I happen to know, it was a long time ago when I walked through the house mbak Mayang. So many until it feels crowded. All kinds of creatures, right there. It's just, invisible to the naked eye of man."

"To be honest, I recently found out that my family made the supernatural pact. Not because I'm insensitive but because everything looks normal. My family has never lit a drink, prepared offerings or any such ritual. So, I've never thought anything at all."

"Em, yes but the game uses a collision?"

"Well, that's what keeps me from thinking."

"OK, the most important thing is that Mayang did not want to continue. Next, you can find the solution."

"Ustad Fahri can help me?"

"If to release the keris and get rid of the figure in there, insha alloh I can but to break the unseen agreement of the Mayang family, my ability, is still lacking."

"It's okay, Mr. Ustad. I was freed first from the Cantile figure, it has made me relieved. For the rest, I will keep trying to find a way out!"

"I had a teacher in the pesantren. Insha alloh can help break the supernatural treaty."

"Okay, please help sir!"

"Yes, now we get the keris out of the forehead!"

"Yes, sir, what should I do?"

"Sit quietly while praying in your heart!"

"Yes sir."

Ustad Fahri began chanting prayers as he occasionally pressed his two fingers on Mayang's forehead. It was cold that changed warm. Warm up until later, ustad Fahri pulled his finger while raising his palm. A few seconds later, a small keris that had been residing on Mayang's forehead, appeared in the palm of the hand of Ustad Fahri. Mayang stared in disbelief but it was, for real. He then rubbed his forehead which is now, no longer warm.

"This gris, must be returned again" said Ustad Fahri.

"How do I return it?"

"Mayang knows who gave it?"

"Know sir ustad but, I don't know the way there. My memory was cut off at some point because of a very thick fog, that moment."

"It was intentionally made so. It was the point of transition from the human dimension to the jinn dimension."

"Emm..."

"Before it was covered in fog, Mayang still remember the way?"

"Ma-sih, I guess still."

"Good, we'll have to get him back there!"

"Meet ki Ageng and his son?"

"No need to meet, I will arrange the process!"

"Well Mr. Ustad, what's next?"

"Next, when can Mayang come to see my teacher?"

"I'm.."

Mayang stared at Bayu who quickly understood and offered to depart on Sunday.

"Sunday huh? okay, I'll tell you later. I made a schedule to meet with my teacher! for this keris, let me keep it until it's time to be returned!"

"Okay, I'm very grateful!"

"Yes, I'm glad to be able to help you. To be honest, I wanted to help my father and mother but was confused because there was no gap and both, there was no intention to end it all."

"Yes, mr. ustad."

"Patience to Mayang! slowly, all will pass, mbak Mayang will certainly be free from this trap."

"Yes sir Ustadz thank you."

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