Lukaku Paid by Yourself

Rejected

Azka walked through the thick trees in the forest where an old woman lived. The woman was a famous shaman and deliberately exiled by the residents so as not to make trouble again in the village. Misadventures often occur when the old grandmother set foot in the house of one of the residents.

Either a sign or a message that he wants to say, but often the people around feel the energy is not good issued by the grandmother so choose to ignore it when it comes to just asking for food.

Azka is the only man who is very close to an old woman named Mbok Darmi because once when Azka was small, Mbok Darmi was the one who helped him when he fell into the river.

With a pale face, and the heat that attacked his body, Azka now finds the residence of Mbok Darmi in the wilderness.

"We came here son" said softly a grandmother as she welcomed her son.

Azka was only able to be silent, all this time even her own mother was unable to see the figure of Azka who had now turned into a ghost. The man sat down limp with eyes whose swollen mouth held back the cries.

"It turns out only Mbok is able to see me" said Lirih Azka with a smile on his face.

Mbok Darmi is an ordinary human being just like the people in the village. It's just that Mbok Darmi has the advantage of being able to know the characteristics of someone who will die in front of him. The advantage is even Mbok Darmi feel as a gift but residents who are reluctant to say hello or familiar with it say and think that with them interacting with Mbok Darmi, death will befall them suddenly.

Though the fact Mbok Darmi is a child shaman who often helps the residents first when giving birth in the village. And because of the death of her husband, Mbok Darmi who did not have children, became a quiet and loner who did not want to mingle with anyone because of the difficult economic conditions.

"I can see you, son. And I know, you're different from me now. The wind says that you were killed by the husband of the guardian of the heart. You're even reunited with that woman now"

Mbok Darmi re-inserted several wooden branches into the combustion furnace. Black smoke billowed inside the hull but did not make the middle-aged woman feel claustrophobic.

"You're nobody to me. But you can make me feel the true meaning of love. I'm sorry if my presence scares you, but I just wanted to ask you about my wife Naura"

Mbok Darmi smiled. He thought back to the woman Azka had brought one year ago to where she had been. The young woman with only knee-length dres even pushed the frail body of Mbok Darmi to fall into the mud of the rice field. At that time Azka deliberately invited Nuara to come to the rice field where Mbok Darmi used to plant rice and told Naura to shake the grandmother's hand.

Naura with her disrespectful attitude actually pushed Mbok Darmi's body when the middle-aged woman accidentally dropped the phone that Naura was holding. At that time Azka was very angry and left Naura right in the middle of the rice field path because he chose to bring Mbok Darmi back to his cave.

"I'm right with your beautiful wife, son. And you also know now she is pregnant with the son of the husband of the one you love. I know it's too complicated. But I can't do anything for you. Just remember everything that happened. I'm sure you will calm down and return to where you should be without anyone's rocks" Mbok Darmi tried to make Azka understand the fate that befell him.

But the man was different from the previous Azka. His heart had died along with his dead body. Azka is now filled with hatred and resentment for his wife, especially Fahmi. And moreover, he now also blamed the mother who could separate him from Naisila and match him with the woman did not know herself.

"You can help me Mbok. I know you're special so you can see me. Please help me get this revenge. I want them to feel the pain that Naisila and I feel. I really don't want to die this way. Moreover, the two perpetrators can calmly live without fear of the sins they have committed"

Naura's life since Azka left is quite good and can be said to be much better. The wealth he had from his father, and also his in-laws was able to make Naura live quietly and comfortably with her glamour.

He is not even afraid of hunger, considering the husband who has not been able to give him a living. Moreover, now he can do as much as possible with Fahmi at his home which is the center of rice marketing in the capital.

"I'm just human. I am also afraid of God. I will not commit the sin you commanded. I know your wounds are deep enough, especially in your heart. But remember that God has already prepared his plan for your death. You just have to be sincere with your life and you can go back to him"

"Mbok is easy to say that to me because mbok never feel the pain when the eyes are*suk with safety pins and do not feel the pain of heart when self-esteem is never appreciated. I just need someone to help me and I'll vouch for his sin for me"

Mbok Darki laughs. He had no idea that Azka had become so different.

"My sins will you bear so much, son? can you and can you bear all my sins ? you certain? look at you who are now hanging in an indeterminate direction. You haven't even been able to bear the sins you committed yourself and will casually bear my sins if I help you kill them? not that concept, son"

Mbok Darmi began to put some sweet potatoes in boiling water and began to add some more wood into the furnace.

"Look at this fire. You know the more you hate her the more miserable your life is now"

Azka was silent with a feeling of annoyance. He really wanted to save Fahmi and make Naura suffer with the help of Mbok Darmi who is clearly still alive. But, the woman instead refused him raw with all the advice and lectures he spoke.

"Well, if you don't want to help me. I'll do it all myself" Azka walks away leaving Mbok Darmi still focused on cooking yams for her dinner.