
Hans and Tia stopped their debate and simultaneously turned their heads towards Aris. "What's the solution, Aris?!" hans and Tia asked in unison. Aris gawked at the two who were so compact in finding a solution for their home.
"Mas ... Maqf ... We can really hold a rukyah for the house that Mbak Tia and mas Hans currently occupy. We can call a competent ustadz to do rukyah in our home. There will definitely be a magic chat that someone deliberately planted to disrupt Tia's mother" Aris explained the right solution for Tia and Hans's house.
"Okay, we'll follow your advice!" hans agreed with Aris' proposal. Hans hoped not to let the house that became their memento be owned by someone else.
"Excuse me, sir," said the waiter, who came with some food ordered by Tia, Hans and Aris.
"Thank you, Ma'am." Aris thanked the female servant who was wearing the white triangular hijab.
The waiter nodded and left Tia's desk. Before starting to eat the food on the table, they prayed with Aris who led his prayer.
As Aris chanted the prayer solemnly, Tia's body felt the heat. Without waiting for Aris to finish reading the do'a, Tia ate the dish on the table.
After finishing praying Aris and Hans made surprised to see Tia who ate like a person all day not eating. So voracious that it was in the mouth.
"Tia, eat slowly. Look at this mess once," Hans said, cleaning Tia's mouth with a tissue. For anyone who sees, will definitely assume that they are a romantic partner. Aris smiled to see the sweet treatment of her sister-in-law to her sister. Aris is convinced that Hans really loves Tia sincerely.
"Hopefully your test of love this time will be over quickly. Nothing else will disturb your happiness" said Aris praying in his heart.
After one serving of chicken steak, Tia devoured spaghetti. Hans, who saw him, was full himself, but he had not touched the food he had ordered.
"Lho, Mommy. How not eaten yet?" tia asked while eating her spaghetti.
"Seeing you eat like that makes me full, honey. I'll eat something, just want to clean the food that is stuck in your cheeks, too" Hans replied smiling. Seeing the woman he had married for nearly twelve years was eating so well, Hans forgot his hunger.
"Yes, Hans. Since earlier Aris saw mas only clean cheeks mbak Tia aja. When's dinner?" timpal Aris is supporting his older sister this time.
"All right, I'm eating this. Bair hurry us to the mosque. Our next goal, considering it's getting night." Hans started eating the food he ordered.
"God!"
Tia burps because her stomach is too full. Hans and Aris just shook their heads, no wonder because they knew how Tia had finished her meal.
The car that took the three away left the cafe. The next trip was the mosque. Hans asked his sister-in-law which mosque would be their destination.
"To the Great Mosque of the city, it is located not far from here. At most 15 minutes we'll be there. Mas Hans just pass the shortcut, faster and not stuck in traffic. From the red light it later to the right and about 500 meters turn left. After that there will be a signpost of the city mosque," replied Aris explaining the direction Hans should take.
"Well, I'll follow all your directions" Hans replied, turning his car to the right after the traffic light turned green.
The calm night atmosphere made Tia sleepy. He also fell asleep in the car.
"Aris, you're sleeping. How'this?" hans asked Aris, they'll be there soon.
"What I said, Mom. Ma'am Tia if outside the house will be able to eat well and sleep right? Obviously the house has a black magic gusset that must be found immediately" Aris told Hans. He convinces Hans that what he says is the truth. Tia is under someone's influence.
"What's true like that huh, Ris. I don't believe in that kind of thing. But looking at what Tia experienced, I rethink that what you said was true. Mas just believe if black magic like transparent, useful, witchcraft and the like do exist," said Hans while continuing to drive carefully. He did not want to wake his wife with a sudden brake.
"Mas, indeed if in reason, the present age believes in mystical things as well as the ancient people did not advance. But the name of black magic is still there and will always be there if its adherents are still scattered on this earth. For example, mas studied on a shaman then mas will be able to have the same knowledge as the shaman," said Aris.
Hans nodded in understanding. He felt that all this time his thoughts were wrong. In this world the name of black magic or magic will always exist. Like an amoeba that can split. If someone studied a kyai with black magic then that person will be able to have the same knowledge and will teach others again.
"Like that yeah, but roughly who has malicious intentions on Tia huh, who do you think, Ris?" hans asked who had the heart to make his wife suffer.
Aris was rubbing her hair while thinking. "Is it possible that Tia has enemies, Mas? The one who had once felt colonized was the same as Tia," asked Aris trying to make Hans remember who had a grudge against Tia.
"It seems that Tia rarely has enemies, you are a good person and do not like to interfere in other people's affairs. His enemy was only Wulan, but now Wulan was dead, and he before died was only in prison. Where can he meet a shaman?" hans replied in doubt if Wulan was behind Tia's pain.
"Truly, too, Mas. We must be able to find the gusset, if the magic gusset meets then the person who has done evil will appear by itself. Looking for the gusset that he planted is still there or not" said Aris.
"If it could be like that, then our work would be easier. Quickly we can catch the bad guy with Tia."Hans said he was confident that the man who had done evil to his wife would soon meet.
"Is this really the mosque, Ris?" hans asked who stopped in front of a large mosque.
"Yes, Mas. We will meet Aris's friend who is good at rukyah" replied Aris.
Hans took his car into the parking lot of the mosque.