LEGACY [ END ]

WRATHFUL

Bayu and Mayang returned to drive home with a feeling of relief. However, when they arrived at home, both were made to panic when they saw Yanti and Inah's mother who looked scared. Standing anxiously on the terrace while waiting for Mayang, go home.

"What's up Inah, Mbak Yanti?" asked Mayang, curious.

"Non. there are demons" replied Yanti with a look of fear.

"Devil what? where's where?"

"In the mud, things fly everywhere. Like somebody threw it."

..."Pyarrs.. Grompyan... Brains.."...

Not finished yet, Yanti said, the sound of falling items was heard and indeed, like being thrown by someone.

"Not a cat?" mayang asked to try to calm the situation, including the tension he felt.

"Not non, I and buk Inah saw with our own eyes that the goods were flying without anyone throwing. That's why we went straight out, didn't dare go back inside."

"Yes non, this is actually I want nyamperin my husband at home but the hunt non Mayang come," said buk Inah.

..."Pyarrs... Pyarrs.. Pyarr ..."...

The sound of plates and glasses being broken.

"Astaghfirulloh!" screech everyone.

Mayang tried to peek out of the window, observing the situation inside. However, the living room looks safe. The voices, coming from the living room as well as the kitchen.

"Where's Bay?" mayang asked while looking at his girlfriend.

"What if we call the neighbors around to accompany us in? one or two."

The advice that Bayu gave, immediately approved by others. Ma'am Yanti called a neighbor on the right side of the house. While buk Inah, call the neighbor on the left side of the house. Bayu and Mayang wait on the terrace. The neighbors who were called, immediately responded and quickly arrived. After discussing for a moment, it was decided to jointly check into the house.

"Bismillah!" everyone screams when they open the front door.

..."Wwhussshhhhhhhwis"...

The wind that came out of nowhere, greeted them. Making a dim feather shudder along with shrinking guts that have been overcome with fear since then. Everyone looked at each other then nodded, gesturing to continue walking.

..."Grompyang. brackk..."...

The noise did not decrease at all. As if I had no fear of our arrival. Perhaps, they were indeed not afraid of us or perhaps, their numbers were far more than us who were only seven people. With their hearts beating faster, they prepared to enter the living room. One of the spaces where the source of the rowdy sound was heard.

"Okay, ready huh? we'll see together!"

The silent gazes of Mayang and the others seemed to imply the words above. The next step is done with a fear that glares quickly.

...Deg......

All eyes were rounded, trying to restrain themselves from running. Very clearly visible, the items were floating in the air. Floating silently as if the carrier was staring at a group of people who had just arrived. Exactly a few seconds later, the items flew towards Mayang and the others. No doubt, all the topsy-turvy, running the ridge, dodging. Not a few also screamed, making a furore until the other neighbors, curious and then began to arrive.

"What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"What's this about? why you?" ask one of the neighbors.

"Satan, inside there is a demon throwing things," explained the swift Inah that made everyone flabbergasted.

The neighbors clearly believed the cause, the noise was still heard. Some mothers, take water and give it to Mayang and others while asking them to calm down. Some other men tried to prove it. Not for five minutes, everyone came back out with a statement confirming that there was indeed a demon inside.

Everyone then consulted for later, calling ustad Fahri to the house. With ustad Fahri intermediaries, the condition of the house is calm again. The chaos stopped but, the house was like a broken ship. The neighbors who saw it, voluntarily helped to clean up. Although not neat perfect, at least there are no splint scattered.

"Is it okay, Mr Ustad? honestly, I'm afraid to stay in this house again. Moreover, I, mbak Yanti and buk Inah, all women. Buk Inah will also be home by night. It's just me and Yanti" explained Mayang, conveying his anxiety.

"Hemm.. yes-yes, how about the Mayang mbak stay over to the brother's house first? is there anyone near his brother?" ask ustad Fahri, offering an alternative solution.

Mayang was silent for a moment and nodded while reaching for his phone to contact his budhenya (mother from Galang mas). After talking for a while, Mayang hung up his phone and asked Mbak Yanti to immediately pack his belongings because they would stay for some two or three days at home there.

"Well non," replied Yanti as she stood straight towards her room.

"Then, I packed my things first yes sir ustad! justad don't go home!"

"Yes, I'm waiting here!"

Moments later, Mayang and Mbak Yanti are ready. Everyone came out and the neighbors were disbanded. Not to forget, Mayang thanked for the help provided.

...🌟🌟🌟...

Arriving at the Galang mas house, Mayang and Mbak Yanti were not questioned too much. They are soon welcome to rest because the night, the more intense. Then the next day, the interrogation was carried out. Budhenya was surprised because, all this time he had never heard his sister (old dragon) mbak Mayang complained about supernatural disorders.

"Why now, after they died, did you have such a great disturbance huh?"

"Nor does he know Budhe."

"Maybe it's not the spirit of your parents who asked to be sent a prayer again?"

"Em, is that so budhe?"

"Budhe doesn't know either, but maybe not?"

Mayang was silent, in fact he had his own conjecture. A guess that could be true. Mayang suspected that the astral figures in his house were angry because Mayang tried to escape from their entanglement. It starts with getting rid of a small keris from his forehead. His determination was very unanimous to continue to find a way to be free from the snares of the supernatural agreement that had begun from the era of his eye and akungnya first. Plus the will that Ratmi had given her, she was getting more steady to keep trying.

"Are we doing another tahlil show, May?"

"Eyeh, tahlil? ln there? Mayang does not dare budhe."

"Yes-yes, you must still be traumatized."

Budhenya seemed to think, looking for the best way to solve the problem of his nephew.

...🌟 CONNECTIVE 🌟...