Misty Soil
Body displacement
Which choice should he decide?
Now the burden on the mind is the opposite of his heart. Rethinking Musta's ustadz advice or Rambe's anger seemed to recall all of Murga's kindness to him this year and before it was just futile. Murga's wish is that the man is happy on the sidelines of the affairs of two different worlds.
“Sandika, don't listen to Rambe's words. Quick go!” the echo of Murga's voice that was invisible to him.
Sandika was still sitting leaning against one of the trees near Telaga. The fog spreads in the darkness of the night. A firm heart cannot leave the woman he loves to marry another woman. The sound of water splashing sounded the sound of people taking a bath. He shined a flashlight onto the lake, the figure of the creature showing its form staring intently. He came out from within flying, a terrifying body approaching him. With a quick movement, he pulled out a sharp nail preying on Sandika carrying her flying into one of the largest trees.
He also uttered the verse of the chair, his body slammed to from a height in catch Murga disappeared flying away from him. Together with the wind they stared at each other hugging tightly. The pale face that she missed was slightly cured.
“I love you.”
The words that Murga was waiting for. The figure nodded, she showed more love than Sandika by making her happy without forcing them to unite in forbidden love. Murga does not want Sandika to be a perverted human being.
“I always hope for your happiness. Sandika, come back to our own world.”
“now you always refuse to ignore me.”
“No, we're two different living places. Sandika, I know that human desire, the figure who put nails, I've forgotten all the problems that happened. Marry that woman.”
“No Murga.."
“I live in your heart and forever yours. I was hoping for more until something dawned on me. You must be happy and be free from the curse of the Misty Lake. If you love me then follow all my requests.”
Rambe's shrieking voice was heard calling Murga. Sandika was taken away to fly up in front of Pak Kadi's yard. There is no farewell because the two are sure to meet again even with the life they have chosen.
The next day Sandika and the members prepared to go home. Ms. Ima served breakfast again at the dinner table. The typical food of the village was mixed with fragrant galangal spices. Bi Ima also brought them by some bottles of palm sugar fresh drinks as well as various kinds of crops and plantations.
“Thanks for accepting us here sir, bu.”
“Sama-sama son, may you still remember father and mother.”
“Ya ma'am, oh yes I wait for news of the decision of Mr. Kadi until the day after.”
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On the way home, Sandika settled on a request from Murga. He must grant Warid's request for his spirit to calm down. Thinking about the fate of his adopted son a little girl named Ceri.”
Marrying someone she does not love, thinking about the safety and fate of her adopted child in the trust that must be run. On that day Sandika went to Rina's house to convey her purpose. Before arriving, he stopped at one of the bakeries to take her to Rina's house.
In the living room, Sandika faced the two old ladies. His biological father was Mr. Supar and his stepmother Minah. He offered the souvenirs he bought earlier, slowly saying he wanted to ask permission to marry Rina. They have just suffered a disaster, according to the prevailing custom that we should not hold a wedding in the same year a death of calamity in the same place in the house.
“Then I will wait for the answer in next year om.”
“How about your decision Rina?”
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Natih smiled broadly at the happy news Sandika would invite her son. He immediately asked a good day to one of the shamans for their good day of the wedding. The cold-hearted woman did not think about the prospective besan had just experienced a disaster, she intended to call to tell me what things Sandika needed to bring. Natih will not let go of the golden opportunity to hear the future son-in-law of a wealthy businessman.
Women who are impatient to receive abundant wealth, hoard as much wealth as possible. He said that Sandika must bring two thousand grams of gold, two hundredy buffalo and one hundred goats plus the money specifically worth two billion rupiah.
“Already recorded everything, mother hung up the phone yes. Ahahah” says Natih.
Imagining money spills without having to work slowly getting used to justify all the means meant to be a word actor. Rina and Cerry were still staying at her father's house. She was a little uncomfortable seeing Minah's stepmother bend her face not caring about her arrival.
“Do you approve of their marriage?” minah asked irritatedly while closing slamming the window hard.
“Rina is an adult, she can determine her own life path. I can't be too hard on him. I do not want to be haunted by the figure of the inhabitants of Misty Lake” replied Supar.
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Foreign figures border bully
Waving hands, asking for a ride, spreading a seductive smile at one of the passing bikers. The man stops giving Lina a ride, she laughs in joy, on a cold night meeting the beautiful passengers.
“Where to non?”
“Ke road alley next to cantile tree pack.”
Oyok pedaled the rickshaw bike as body movements approached the woman while smelling her distinctive scent. Fragrant flower, she rubbed her long hair from behind. The woman looked only smiling. Up ahead, he was offered to enter a luxurious house. The architecture of a classic building. He opened a large gate, Oyok's hand was pulled into the house. At the door he was greeted by an old man glaring with a horrible face until he fainted.
“This weak boy, can I make my delicate body home?” said ki Gendeng.
“We just try Ki.”
Oyok lay next to the body of Ki Gendeng, the body of both without clothes only covered with a sheet of shroud. After Gendeng died, he hypnotized using his black magic to subdue two humans as his assistants in the world. Bodies that have been embedded in the unloading, placed in a coffin box then every day in flush with water spells and flowers.
They began to perform soul-exchange rituals. The figure of ki Gendeng chanting the mantra, when the ritual was almost finished the eyes of the young man opened realized his body was already in the body of a foreign man.
“Hey give me back my body!” his screams.
His voice was not heard by anyone. He was on the body of a long-dead corpse while his own body stood smilingly looking at the figure he was occupying. The last ritual is to replant the body in the help of two male helpers ki Gendeng.
“No! I don't want to die!” yell Oyok.
