Marrying Princess Jin
#19
Johani woke up from her sleep. He looked around in the dark. Adinullah's snoring voice sounded loudly accompanied the sound of flattering outside the house. Johani got up slowly while fumbling towards the bed beside her. He let out a sigh of relief when his hand touched Adinullah's hand.
After that, Johani stepped by still fingering on the fence of the cottage as his guide found a teplok lamp that he had put not far from the bed where Adinullah slept.
Johani's hand was holding the lamp in front of him. It rocked him. No kerosene noise was heard in the lamp container. Johani again directs his hand fumbling on the table. A flamethrower was found and lit it. After finding a kerosene-filled jerrycan under the table, he turns off the fire-warmers. In the darkness, Johani poured kerosene into a container of teplok lamp. The smell of kerosene instantly rippled in the room.
The atmosphere inside the hut was slowly lit up by the teplok light that Johani had just lit. Slowly he could see Adinullah's body lying on the bed. Johani frowned when after for a while staring at Adinullah's body, he felt something else, which changed from Adinullah's state. While sleeping earlier, Adinullah was still wearing his red shabby Jaz, but now, the jaz was seen hanging above his head. Did Adinullah wake up and open his jaw? johani asked in his heart.
The atmosphere of the night was completely silent and gripping. The real thing is normal for Johani, but not tonight. The frightening and gripping atmosphere began to feel since the strange thing that happened to Adinullah. Looking at Adinullah alone, the feathers spontaneously stood up. It was like a strange force was overshadowing Adinullah.
Johani's mouth began to recite whatever prayers he memorized and remembered. When fear begins to interfere with his feelings, he speeds up his reading, hoping that he will not notice the fear again. He was sure, Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi would not let him alone face something that possessed Adinullah.
Johani stepped slowly towards her bed. Without looking at Adinullah, he laid his body slowly. He hoped that drowsiness would soon growl in his eyes so that he could meet soon in the morning.
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Morning is bright. Johani stuttered from her sleep when she heard a loud scream from outside the hut. That's Adinullah's voice. Did he cry so early that he cried like that? thought Johani. He immediately got up. After fixing the sheath he was wearing, he immediately rushed out of the hut. He saw Adinullah standing without his shirt facing the door. His eyes stared at him when he was at the door.
"What's up, brother. Why is it so early Brother is angry like that. What happened" asked Johani. Adinullah's eyes grew sharp. His voice was like the roar of a tiger.
"Sat! Who else would have done it if not you" Adinullah said as he pointed towards the shabby gaz lying on the ground. Johani scrunched his forehead. He slowly approached.
"What's up with this suit. I don't understand what you mean" Johani said. He looked at Adinullah.
"Don't pretend not to know. Last night I kept bread in that suit pocket, but look !" Adinullah lowered his head and took the suit. He then dropped the contents inside the pocket of the suit. Johani again scrunched his forehead. He looks astonished. How could dry dog poo scatter out of Adinullah's coat pocket.
"Astaghfirullah" said Johani. He came closer, wanting to make sure what he saw was indeed dog poop.
"Allah! Don't fib. Don't tell me that somebody broke into the house and put that shit in my shirt. The heretical Master Master must have told you to put it down because he thought I was possessed by a genie" Adinullah said fiercely. Johani shook his head. I can't believe what he just heard from Adinullah. He rubbed his chest. His incredulous gaze did not turn away from Adinullah's smoldering red face.
"Astaghfirullah, what you are saying is Adin. Can't do. Don't let Brother Adin get qualified because of telling Master Teacher like that." Johani looked around. Then he looked back at Adinullah.
"Sister Adin can also be quieted by people if anyone hears Kak Adin telling Master Teacher like that" continued Johani. Adinullah smiled wryly.
"Come, just tell them to come. If necessary, tell your Master to come. I am not afraid" said Adinullah. Johani unceasingly shook his head. His chest felt tight to hear the words coming out of Adinullah's mouth.
"Now, I give you a choice. If you still want to be my wife, then follow my orders.But if you keep obeying the Lord Teacher the bastard, I do not want to be your husband anymore," said Aminullah. Johani's knees were limp when he heard Adinullah's words. His body shook violently. The contents of his brain were like yawning leaving his head. He looked up and could not say anything.
"Sir Adin! What did you just say that." suddenly a middle-aged goat herder who happened to pass by beside Adinullah's cottage entered barged into the courtyard of Adinullah's cottage.
Johani is ripped from his power. He turned his head and was so surprised when the man took out a machete from behind his shirt. Johani immediately approached the man.
"Pak Satri, hold it, Mr. Satri. My husband is again very happy. He didn't know what he was talking about" Johani pleaded. The man called Mr. Satri took a deep breath. He seemed to be trying to calm down. Adinullah smiled like a scorn.
"Let him come closer, Johani. I want to know the abilities of Master Teacher's followers of that bastard, misguided and misleading."
For the sake of hearing Adinullah's words, Mr. Satri's emotions that had begun to calm spontaneously surged. Blood boils. Although he was not an active student of Master Alamsyah Hasbi, Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi was a pious figure who should not be insulted like that.
Mr. Satri again raised his machete and advanced quickly. Johani who tried again to hold his step even had to fall at the push of Satri sir. Pak Satri's hand was so light as to slash Adinullah's body. Johani closed her eyes and resigned.
The sound of iron falling and like hitting a rock rang out loud, making the atmosphere suddenly become silent. Johani raised her head and slowly turned her head towards the voice. He was silent astonished to look at Adinullah who stood firm while shaking his waist. His head was nodding with a smile looking at Mr. Satri who stood stiff as a statue in front of him. Johani has not understood what has happened. Why suddenly the machete in the hands of Satri sir released. And what happened to him so long as he saw it, his body barely moved.
