My In-laws

Chapters 15. The Cor

Friday was very hard for Lara, the mother of Najah growled all day, now she did not speak perfectly anymore, only her growl was spoken. Lara can't wait for Fadli's arrival to take immediate action so that her mother is not tormented by her illness.

Bi Leha went to a neighboring village to meet the pawang kuyang, lucky that day the mahouts were not busy so they could be invited to the house of the mother of Najah.

"We've arrived!" bi Leha said.

"Oh this is his house?!" pawang kuyang asked.

"Yes, please come in!" invite Bi Leha to invite.

"Arghrghrgrhgrh arghrghrgrh!!!" mother Najah growled, her eyes widened almost out to see the arrival of my handler.

"Bund, he won't do anything, he's coming to help you!" clearly Lara while holding the mother Najah who moves great.

"Arghrghrgrhgrh arghrghrgrh!!!" Again mother Najah growled.

"Calm mom, relax! I'm not your enemy, I'm my nation's handler, but this time I won't throw you out or shave your hair!" said Pawang kuyang.

Kuyang was very afraid to hear the handler threatening him would shave him with coconut shell media, it is said that my hair will really be bald and the public will find out his identity that had just been deforested by the Pawang.

"Arghrghrgrhgrh arghrghrgrh!" I don't know what Mother Najah wants to say.

"I'm gonna try to do mommy!" answer pawang kuyang.

"Is there a cure, sir?! Where can I find?" asked Lara with hope.

"The medicine doesn't exist!" said the charmer while holding the hand of Mother Lara, felt her veins.

"With plants?" ask Bi Leha.

"No, it can only be passed down to the people closest to him!" said the handler while looking intently at Lara.

"It's about that we've talked about, but failed. I think it's hard to find someone who's willing, unless that person comes alone to want to be me!" bi Leha explained.

"Yes, it should be, but if you leave it this way, your whole life won't die!" said pawang firmly.

"There's no other way?" Bi Leha asked hoping there was another way.

"For so long there has been no other way to tell my knowledge this! But there is one way that the sick is not wild" said the handler gave hope

"What is that, sir?" Tanya Lara was getting excited.

"On cor!" answer the short answer.

"I mean in cast it in cement?" Lara asked in surprise.

"Yes, because the body is dead, the movement has been controlled only by the power of knowledge, not the sick!" pawang.

"It makes sense too! In the cast let Najah not wander" said Bi Leha.

"Bi, I can't decide for myself, Fadli is coming from work tomorrow, I'll discuss with him first!" said Lara.

"Yes you're right, you wait for Fadli to come! Mr. Pawang is here again tomorrow, huh?! Let's meet her firstborn!" pinta Bi Leha's.

"God willing, tomorrow I will come again, when will his son come?" ask Pawang.

"Usually in the afternoon, you can come in the afternoon or finish maghrib!" lara Pinta.

"Well, tomorrow I try to come in the afternoon! Now that I say goodbye, I have some business to do!" said Pawang seraya say goodbye.

"Thank you very much, sir!" said Lara.

"Together, it is my duty to help those in need!" answer the handler while walking out of the house.

Bi Leha delivered the handler to the front door.

"Bi, this time I ask Bi Leha not to go home, please stay here, I'm afraid to be alone!" lara said with pity.

"Low you're afraid, you've lived with the undead for a long time, but you've survived to this day, you're great Lara!" puji Bi Leha's.

"I survived because he was my father-in-law!" lara said looking down.

"But you're a good son-in-law, not everyone can be in your position!" Bi Leha acknowledged Lara's greatness.

"Argghghrghghgharghrghgrh arghrgrhgrh..."

"You want what Najah? You can get through all this!" said Bi Leha encouraging the mother of Najah.

"I'll make dinner for you first, then we'll have dinner!" lara pamit kedapur.

"All right!" bi Leha replied sitting near the bed of Najah's mother while holding her hand to be quiet.

Lara went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the mother of Najah, shortly afterwards she appeared carrying a tray with pots filled with food and side dishes.

"Here, Lara! Let me give Najah a meal, you better prepare dinner for us!" bi Leha's Advice.

"Alright, Bi!" Lara turned back to the kitchen.

That night Lara was rather calm because accompanied by Bi Leha, she was already impatiently waiting for Fadli to come home to discuss Pawang's advice.

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"Thank you, Lara! You are ready to inherit your knowledge!" mother of Najah.

"It's my duty as a daughter-in-law, mother! I'm happy to be able to let go of your pain! Whatever I do as long as you're fine!" lara was proud.

"I don't know what if you're not willing to inherit my knowledge!" said mother Najah.

"I do it so that the mother is not sick again, the mother I have considered like my own mother, the mother's pain is also my pain, the mother's pain is my pain!" lara showed her service to her in-laws.

"It's not wrong that I chose you as a son-in-law!" Mommy Najah is proud of Lara. "This is a bottle of my oil which, if you want to act, apply this oil around your neck, then your neck will be separated from your body, and your head will fly freely in search of prey. If you want to lure your husband so that he loves you and submits to you, apply this oil on both sides of your eyebrows!" Bunda Najah explained at length how to apply kuyang oil to Lara.

"Thank you mother!! I'll do it!"

"Your challenge must not pass in the clothesline, do not ever get close to the bran because you will fall and can not go home unless you are among those who see you fall, and be careful if you find a temb*ni on the street, it's usually the citizens are trapping. In the afternoon, cover your neck with a scarf or you just hijaban, so the connecting line of the neck and body is not visible!" once again the mother explained in detail.

"Well mother, does that mean everyone will bow down to me?" ask Lara.

"Yes, let alone the person whose name you call when you grease your dialys oil!"

Lara inherited my knowledge which belonged to her in-laws, and had studied all the ordinances and taboos of a kuyang. In this way, people will submit, pity, pity and love Lara.

My science, which is proven, we who face the kuyang, will not be able to get angry even though I have made the slightest mistake on us, their aura like innocent people, will not be angry, we feel sorry and pity to see it. But this is a big wrong step, let it not be done, a wrong path, a black valley and sin, you will regret for life. Better to rely on the Creator of the Universe, His power is far greater than anything else.

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"No.. no. No!" Lara shouted, her body drenched in sweat.

"Lara why? Lara? Wake Lara! What are you dreaming? Wake up!!!" Bi Leha shook Lara's shoulder.

"Huh, I just woke up?!" Lara grabbed and pinched her body. "So I'm just dreaming?" lara said in disbelief.

"What dream are you, Lara? Let's drink this water!" said Bi Leha thrusting a glass of water.

Lara drank it to the end, she was panting like running away chased by demons.

"Lara's pants?! You're all right?" asked Bi Leha worried.

"Bi, Bi I dream, mother bequeath her knowledge to me!" said Lara flat with eyes looking blankly ahead.

"Lara, you're just supposed to be a dream of sorts! Don't think about it, forget about your dreams, think of a sleeping flower!" bi Leha suggested.

"I'd better cook breakfast than I think weird." Lara got up from the bed, she went into the kitchen leaving Bi Leha alone.

Bi Leha shook her head. Shortly afterwards, Lara came with a tray containing breakfast, they took turns to feed the mother of Najah, that day she looked calm. Not felt, the day began afternoon.

The sound of a car parked in front of the house, Lara knew it was Fadli who came, she rushed out impatiently to meet with him to let go of the longing and shed a sigh of sadness when Fadli left.

"Come, bang! Mother is missing!" lara told Fadli.

"Well, how can it be lost? Where are you found?"

"In the old cemetery!" Lara started telling Fadli, telling him everything from beginning to end.

Fadli tak bisa berkata-kata mendengar penjelasan dari Lara, hampir saja ia tak bisa menguasai dirinya.

"I'm sorry, bang! I shouldn't be telling you now! But there's my handler who's meeting us today! It will be coming soon!" Tell Lara to Fadli.

"My attendant wants to come here? For what!?" ask Fadli.

"Something he wants to say!"

Not long ago Lara talked about my handler, the person being talked about has come.

"Excuse me, meet me Ahmad, or my servant! This is Najah's mother's son?" ask Ahmad.

"Yes, sir! Please enter!" said Fadli invited Mr. Ahmad inside.

"Thank you!"

Fadli sped up his pace wanting to see his mother soon.

"So what can Mr. Ahmad help to heal the mother?" ask Fadli.

"Say your wife, your mother was lost, and was once found under the bed! Hearing that, I suggested to cast the tubun with cement so as not to go anywhere!" said Mr. Ahmad told Fadli.

Fadli permeated the sentences of Mr. Ahmad, between heartlessness and pity, but it was also for the good of his mother.

"All right!" Fadli agreed to Ahmad's advice.

Casting is done as long as Fadli is at home, the body of Lara's mother who does not move it in cement from the tip of the foot to the neck, because only the neck can be moved.

"Arghrghrgrhgrh arghrghrgrh!!!" mother Najah revolted, but there was nothing.

"I'm sorry Fadli, mother! But this is for the good of the mother as well, rather than the mother lost again, it's better this way!" fadli said apologizing.