Mystical Stories Collection

the treasure ends in grief

In a dark room, though,in the room there was a short table and on the table there were various flowers and flowers were placed in one container and beside it there were five incense burning

but it appears that two people are sitting cross-legged and talking about something.

one person wore a light brown shirt, with well-groomed hair, with an age of about 30 years

and one guy with a balcony on his head, with a slightly wrinkled skin.

" mbah marjan, I mean come here to ask for help so that my career soared and I get rich quickly" said the father.

" OooO.. are you ready with the requirements is not as easy as you think Lo... "

sahut Mbah Marjan with a smiling face while holding his chin.

" Ee.. can kok Mbah" said the father hesitantly.

the father also felt anxious to see the shaman smiling, but what power of his worldly passions that were not able to live miserable.

" the first condition, you must subvert one child or your family! "

" the second condition, you have to give offerings every night "

" could you? "

mbah Marjan said with a firm tone.

the father pondered for a moment about whether he could do anything.

" ready Mbah" with his steadiness

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In the afternoon right in the house there were two people chatting,

And in front of Aziz is his father with a tall stature dressed neatly he is an employee (pns) named roikan.

" Ziz ! Remember you don't play with your delinquent friend anymore "

" Dad meant Ropik ? "

" Yes ! Who else wouldn't he be "

With an angry look, Pak Rokan also remembered aziz if he was taking the school graduation exam so that he studied diligently and focused on facing the test.

With the nature of aziz, he underestimated the words of Pak roikan and aziz felt reluctant he likened his brother and sister, with a disappointed face aziz immediately left the house and ran to the house of his close friends.

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In the afternoon, right in the kitchen room there is a mother who is doing cooking activities, the mother was humming with a melodious voice and her typical she sauteed food with a beautiful stature, and she was,the hair is being unraveled and named mala.

Arrive

" rather... Dor... Dor... "

the sound of knocking on the door was heard loudly and the madam anxiously went out and opened the door until she was unconscious carrying sutil (cooking tool )

" Mam mala, where's my son? "

Instantly BU MALA was astonished by the attitude of the roikan sir, madam conveyed to Pak roikan if she did not know the whereabouts of her child.

" You don't lie ! That's what my son's mother said playing here "

Mr. Royikan was finally yelled so that his son wanted to get out of BU MALA's house, and the mother was finally feeling uncomfortable if the child was not in his house, with an angry tone BU MALA had expelled Pak roikan, but Pak aziz did not want to leave the house until his son came out.

After a few minutes, two teenagers came out of the house, one with blond hair and a sharp nose and one with wavy, white hair.

" Ropic ! Are you aziz ? "

In shock, she did not believe that Aziz was with her child, but she believed that her house was closed and that she was taking a nap.

Immediately madam explained the incident to Pak roikan if she did not intentionally hide her child.

with an angry tone, Mr. Roikan also mengewer ears of his child and immediately take his child home.