Mystical Story

Mystery at Home Eyang Jiwatrisna #3

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...Mystery at Home Eyang Jiwatrisna #3...

My prejudiced question to Eyang Jiwatrishna had damaged our relationship, so he contacted Bagas - by his home phone - to come and pick me up. Indirectly he kicked me out. But I do not regret it; for I myself have been troubled by what I have experienced for three nights in his terror-filled home of a fearsome figure. As a result, I immediately tidied all my items into the bag, and waited for Bagas' invitation in the living room.

 

However, after hours of waiting, Bagas did not come. Eyang Jiwatrisna only gave me a cup of black coffee, then left me alone without giving a word. He seems to be keeping his distance from me. As a result, I could only sip the black coffee, while waiting for my invitation.

 

After some time passed, I began to feel drowsy and fell asleep on the sofa; until I woke up again due to the sound of lightning raging in front of the house. Then I looked at my watch which showed time had passed from midnight. I did not expect that I had been asleep for very long, but what confused me was that Bagas had still not come. Then I rushed to reach for the phone of the house of Eyang Jiwatrisna - because my phone had been damaged and malfunctioned - and immediately contacted Bagas. The phone, however, did not work either. At first I thought there had been a signal network problem; but after I checked, it turned out that the phone cord had been disconnected.

 

The sense of emotion and fatigue melded into one within me, so I began to search for Eyang Jiwatrisna all over the house. But I didn't find it. At first I thought he was going out for such a horrible activity the night before; but that was disputed by my discovery of a 1992 Suzuki Carry Pick-Up still parked in the backyard. Eyang Jiwatrisna couldn't have gone without driving that car! Moreover, I saw a sign that the car was used up; the state of the engine was still warm and a lot of fresh mud in some parts of the body and wheels of the car. I'm so grateful to have obtained the evidence before it was erased by the rainstorm that was about to hit.

While I was busy observing the car, I immediately found the grave of the daughter of Eyang Jiwatrisna which had been dismantled and left an empty hole. Things got worse, and at the same time, I also saw a series of footprints - made of earth and blood - rushing into the house, through a door in the backyard; and; the former batik cloth production site that has now been filled with used home furniture, one of which is my bedroom window that has been damaged. As a result, the discovery has confirmed that last night's events are real.

 

 

Arkian, I followed the trail away; it disappeared under the ledger closet located in the middle hallway of the living room and the backyard, and was located under the stairs leading to the second floor. It seemed that the owner of the trail had entered a secret place, through the bookcase. As a result, no matter what possessed me, I immediately looked for a way to get rid of the bookcase. Until I finally saw a statue of Jurumeya located on top of the bookcase. Jurumeya herself is one of the giant figures of the demon country - in the world of puppetry - who is very powerful and can not die; he served as the entrance guard of Batari Durga kingdom and disturbed anyone who entered the place.

 

I don't know what controls my mind, my body moves by itself as I look into the eyes of Jurumeya's statue; then my hand immediately pushes out its round nose, creating a machine sound and vibrations in the bookcase. Automatically, the bookcase opened and revealed a passageway and staircase - leading to the basement - which was formed from the stone of the temple, as well as blowing cold air into my face, along with the smell of frankincense and spices that pierced the nose.

 

I was so excited to see that hallway. The fear and curiosity got more and more turbulent in my mind, making my body sculpt in a few minutes. Instantly - faintly - I heard the voice of Eyang Jiwatrisna chanting something. His raucous and faint voice had echoed along the passageway; it was as if the voice was calling out to me. Then I began to enter a dark and narrow passageway; down every dizzying and damp rung of stairs. Until I finally arrived at a place similar to a catacomb built with a gloomy stone temple; shaped like a tube adorned with unholy pillars and nine recesses arranged intermittently around it; illuminated by candle lanterns attached to each corner of the catacombs wall.

In the midst of the catacombs, I found Eyang Jiwatrisna wearing a black Jawi Jangkep with brown batik cloth pants, reciting a mantra in a language I could hardly understand; some sort of Sanskrit or maybe a foreign language I don't know yet. He recited the mantra in front of his daughter's corpse, which was still wrapped in a shroud; it was placed on her back on a stone-shaped offering table; surrounded by four burning incense.

 

The terrible thing is that Eyang Jiwatrisna is surrounded by people who have a creepy appearance; standing sculpted like a horror doll; watching the ritual from within a niche. Roughly speaking they look like ordinary humans, semi-humans, and not humans at all. They are all very heterogeneous. Even so, I can still recognize them as night stalkers in my bedroom window.

 

 

Not long after, Eyang Jiwatrishna took out a bowl of red liquid consisting of various spices, which had been mixed with some chemical liquid that I did not know about; then poured it into his daughter's mouth. Arkian, Eyang Jiwatrisna began to shout again - reciting the spell - with a loud voice that shook. Kalakian - miraculously - his daughter's corpse began to tremble and wriggle; her breathing coughed; until she finally jumped while screaming.

 

I could only watch the event - from the mouth of the exit passage - with a sense of disbelief. However, the thing that makes me more amazed is that I have not gone crazy when I saw the incident. Though, I should have fallen unconscious or ran like an infidelity man; but I could only stand staring while watching the cataclysmic event.

 

"My beloved daughter!" eyang Jiwatrisna said while holding back tears.

 

He hugged his daughter's undead full of water; it was like an emotional family reunion. While his daughter only fell silent cold and stiff while receiving a hug.

 

"Now we will be reunited! Nothing can separate us, even if it is death or God!" eyang Jiwatrishna said, "Today our ritual will end soon!"

Then Eyang Jiwatrishna turned over and called out to me;

 

"I know you were there. Come out and join us!"

 

Then, having no choice, I decided to come face to face Eyang Jiwatrisna. Kalakian - fearfully - I ventured to ask him.

 

"So.. that issue... turned out to be true?"

 

"Son.you are young. You won't understand my explanation." replied Eyang Jiwatrisna.

 

"But that's not true, Eyang!"

 

"Not right? Know what you are?" he replied with a sharp glare, "That's not true.I lost my family! Suffering and loneliness! And I always worship Him! But..is this His reply? Is that true?"

 

"But Eyang still has people who care!"

 

"Omong empty! They only care about my money, but not my suffering!" her reply was full of anger, "The one who cares about me. is only my daughter! But death has taken him! Now I'm gonna prove to you that I can invite her!"

 

 

"Then...them?" ask me while pointing at the people who are in the niche.

 

"They? They were the corpses I took from the public funeral.I would make them as guinea pigs from my ritual." she said coldly, "But after this it was all over... I will make them my slaves."

I who heard that answer could only stare with doubt and horror.

 

"Relax young people, they won't hurt you unless they smell your blood or I command it." said Eyang Jiwatrisna.

 

I who heard that, could only shout emotionally;

 

"You're crazy!"

         

But Eyang Jiwatrisna just laughed loosely like a demon, then looked at me with terror.

 

"This ritual is almost perfect! I need to finish it!"

 

Then Eyang Jiwatrisna immediately pulled out a keris and bathed it with seven flowers that had been mixed with incense oil.

 

"Do you know..why are you still in this house?" ask Eyang Jiwatrisna.

 

I just shake my head in agitation.

 

"So I called Bagas to pick you up. But he said he was busy at work, so he could pick you up tomorrow." he said, "I suddenly remembered that to perfect my daughter's resurrection ritual... I must prepare the blood of the young man to offer to my newly revived daughter!"

 

Instantly my chest began to clench; as if I could guess the direction of the message he was about to deliver.

"If you're still in this house, I don't have to bother looking for young man's blood! So I told Bagas to cancel your pick-up! Then, I disconnected the phone wires so that no one would interfere!" he added.

 

"So.. that's... Eyang's actions?" my tent vibrates.

 

Eyang Jiwatrisna only nodded her head, while smiling dursila. Then he said;

 

"Look, I've poured sleeping pills into your coffee, so I can make you fall while you're still asleep. But unfortunately, you're awake!"

 

I could only shake my head and stare in horror. Then, Eyang Jiwatrisna ordered the people in the niche to catch me. As a result, I immediately rushed to run towards the exit hallway.

 

But unfortunately, they managed to block and catch me in the mouth of the hallway. Then the damned began to pull me; dragging me violently before Eyang Jiwatrisna, who was waiting with a dagger in his hand. I could only wriggle and try to fight as I could, by throwing an original attack around me. They are very powerful and inhuman! They're like monsters!

 

At first I was desperate, that I would not be able to escape their grasp. But, it turns out I was wrong! My kick managed to kick one of them - which was not so strong - so it was thrown towards Eyang Jiwatrisna and made the keris he was holding piercing his own left arm. Then all the people in that place immediately stared and looked at Eyang Jiwatrisna. That was when their guard was weakened, so I managed to escape and get away from them.

 

Arkian, they began to approach Eyang Jiwatrisna, being aroused by the smell of blood flowing out from his arms. Whereas Eyang Jiwatrisna could only step back; throw trembling orders at them; to shout full of horror. Ironically, they disobeyed his orders and continued to pursue.

 

Until finally, the steps of Eyang Jiwatrisna stopped when he found the undead of his daughter had confronted him.

 

"My daughter. Don't do that! No!" eyang Jiwatrisna's cries were full of despair.

Her daughter just stared coldly; then she jumped onto the body of Eyang Jiwatrisna; then bit her neck and tore it apart. As a result, blood began to pour profusely from the neck of Eyang Jiwatrisna. Arkian, his daughter began to prey on the body of Eyang Jiwatrisna, while the others began to follow similar things. They tore apart the body of Eyang Jiwatrisna abominably; roared like a monstrous demon; then ate the fragments of his body before my eyes. Jiwatrisna's eyes could only scream dying with their roars, creating a hellish music that echoed throughout the catacombs. As a result, without waiting for a long time, I immediately rushed out of the place; out of the house of Eyang Jiwatrisna and broke through the rainstorm.

 

Arkian, I saw the wrath of thunder in the sky; aided by the wind blowing***** violent pickaxe; hitting the house of Eyang Jiwatrisna repeatedly before my eyes; at the same time make scorched and uproot some trees around the house. My soul was so shaken when I saw the walls of the house that collapsed, as well as burying everyone inside. Eyang Jiwatrisna had been defeated by death, and now she was reunited with her family. I, who witnessed the terrible event, could only pray that God would forgive the poor old man's sin.