Not as Beautiful as Angan

Plug Susuk

After hearing the conversation between his mother and his eldest brother. Cempaka is lost in spirit.

He often daydreams to himself.

His look was empty, empty...

A month already Cempaka in such a state.

Both parents were surprised by the change in their children's attitude.

"Cempaka, are you sick, son?" Mom asked carefully.

They were having dinner together.

Bu Sekar saw that Cempaka who had already seen no appetite.

One barrel of rice he never spent.

"Nothing buu!" Speak slowly.

His body is starting to look thin. His eyes are not glowing.

The suffering that has consumed him.

Forcing it.

"Eat the food!" Mr. Jati looked at his son with a pushy look.

"I go to the room first, yes, I want to rest" Cempaka moved from his seat.

The dishes he used to eat he washed them all.

Then he went into his room.

With a shuffled step, as if his bones could not hold his weight.

"Brugs...

Suddenly, Cempaka's body collapsed. Right in front of her bedroom door.

"Campakaa!" Bu Sekar immediately hunted him.

Mr. Jati and all his sisters also immediately hunted him.

"I'm okay" Weak voice Cempaka sounds.

Assisted by Seruni, Cempaka stood up and entered his room.

After that incident, two days Cempaka did not enter work.

On the third day, he went back to work.

"Do you seem to be unwell?"

Puspa looked at Cempaka's face in wonder. He put the back of his hand on his forehead.

"I'm fine" Cempaka said weakly.

"What's wrong? Tell your best friend this!" Puspa held Cempaka's hand. His gaze could not be separated from Cempaka's face.

Both were in the cafeteria, resting.

"My sister wants a fiancee" he muttered weakly.

"What? Fiancee?" Puspa jumped in shock.

Cempaka nodded weakly.

"Then, how are you?" Puspa asked again curiously.

"There is no solution yet"

"eek... What if you come with me?" Take Puspa.

"Where ?" Cempaka looked at Puspa's face.

"To somewhere. But, would you if you had to wear something?" Whisper Puspa in his ear Cempaka. He was afraid that his words would be heard by others.

"Something what?" Cempaka said he was no less whispering.

"Let me explain. Not a lot of people, come on! We're going to the office again. It's time to enter" Puspa took Cempaka's hand to the room where he worked.

Back home from work they headed to Puspa's house. While her husband Puspa, in the same bonceng his friend whose residence is close to him.

They went home in tandem.

"How will I go home?"

Cempaka was worried.

"Later in the anterine, just calm down it won't be until night!" Puspa.

"Alright then" Cempaka felt calm.

Not until ten minutes, they had reached Puspa's house.

Beautiful little house, delicious in the eyes.

"Let's go to Cempaka!" Puspa invited Cempaka to

go in.

"Please sit down, wait a minute" Puspa back together

Her husband's.

"Taraaa, I have this! Come on in the cicipin" Before long Puspa was back with something in his hand.

"Wooow! It looks good"

Cempaka eat food served by his friend.

"But don't be angry! It's just a solution I used back then"

Puspa.

"Yes what? Don't make me curious" Cempaka half forced her.

"How about you put on a pile"

"Skewers? What skewers?" Chrysolite

seem surprised.

"Just after you are put on the stack, many will like you"

"Because in pairs, there will be many men who like?"

Cempaka muttered, his eyes could not be separated from his face Puspa.

"Yes, so!" Puspa.

"But nothing, right?" Cempaka was doubtful.

"I also wear one. You also use one, do not need much" Puspa said again.

"If you want, don't be half-hearted. There will be no efficacy. If you are half-and-half better not all" Puspa said anyway.

Cempaka has not given an answer.

"Butiii, if I think, mendingan you try first.

Who knows after you use the stacking, soon you will meet with your soul mate" Puspa tried to convince Cempaka.

"Yes, too, why don't I just try. Emhs... But is this really okay?" Cempaka's doubts still remain.

"Just calm down, nothing"

"Yes, yeah." Cempaka finally nodded in agreement with the advice of his best friend.

"If you're really serious and sure you're going to put up a stack. Want it now can also, let me drive" Puspa rose from his seat.

Cempaka followed him immediately too.

After saying goodbye to her husband Puspa, they immediately set off on their motorbike, heading to a place not far from Puspa's house.

"You came at the right time!" Greet a friendly middle-aged woman.

Upon their arrival at her home, Mak Darminah.

"What do you mean?" Cempaka doesn't understand.

"The exact time is.., it's Friday night kliwon, just like the full moon again. Really am... What a great time!" Said mak Darminah while looking at Cempaka's face.

"Ooh so mak" said Cempaka.

"There are several materials commonly used for milking, namely gold, silver, diamonds and diamonds. What money would you like to use?" Mak Darminah offers several options.

"Which one should it be?" Cempaka asked innocently.

He took it one by one, and then he saw it. The shape is like the tip of a needle if it is made of gold and silver.

While the stack made of diamonds and diamonds, the shape is even better.

"Have taken the diamond or the diamond. That's better for the potency. But, the price is also more expensive" Puspa suggested.

"I tried the gold only mak" Finally Cempaka decided.

"Alright then, good neng in the rubbing on the chin only yes!" Mak Darminah cleaned her milk first. Likewise with the chin that will be put on the hook. He cleaned it too.

After mak Darminah recites the mantra, mak Darminah immediately paste

the small sharp object to his chin Cempaka, while still muttering reciting his incantation.

"Sir, sick mother!" Cempaka is complaining of pain.

"Hold a minute neng, just a little pain" Entertain mak Darminah. His hand mak Darminah pressed the gold pile, so that it went under the skin of his chin Cempaka.

"Cock! More mak pain?" Cempaka grimaced in pain.

"Just for a second.., naah! It's already in the pile."

Mak Darminah releases her hand from her chin Cempaka

"Tells yes mak" Cempaka rubbed his chin that had just been put in gold.

Cempaka's chin felt a slight lump.

"There's a lump again mom. Is this all right? I'm afraid something's happened to my chin." Cempaka was worried.

"Press-press just keep neng, let the stacking can go all in. If the milk is already

go all in, it won't hurt anymore. Similarly, the lump will also disappear by itself" Mak Darminah calms Cempaka who seems to be worried about the lump on his chin.

Cempaka continued to press his chin. He still felt a slight sharp object that felt like he was wiping with his hand.

"Already, nothing. It will also come back. I was too first

like those. Now let's go home! We just feel the efficacy" said Puspa.

"But it feels like I'm getting off my chin!" Cempaka just kept pressing his chin.

"Now, don't worry!

tuh look! It's dark outside, it's past this time. Later on the road. Just at home!" Puspa took Cempaka's hand to take him home.

After saying goodbye to Mak Darminah, they both went home with a hope.

The beautiful and clever Cempaka, now in pairs because he was afraid of being stepped on by Anyelir, his sister.