OLD HOUSE STORY

OLD HOUSE STORY
Episode 31



The old house which is now rarely occupied by Ratna and Kholik still looks Cigarette and clean, because there are gardeners who are paid to take care of the house.


The house was born in the classic style of the 50s .Now it has been re-chatted in the same color. Light green color.


A week ago, Oman saw a strange movement and a strange sound in the old house.


But he has not yet delivered it to the Catholic Juragannya.


He saw there were thousands of small flying objects like laron, after he observed it turned out to be a grasshopper but strange shape.no like a grasshopper in general


The number is very much.thousands may also be millions..Karen made a noise that was so noisy, a moment later the locust flew in unison, heading to a place...


then disappeared.


Oman doesn't understand what happens next.


So that lately there was news of vegetable garden Juragannya Dies suddenly ..


That afternoon the Catholic deliberately came to see Mang Oman . his home.he deliberately berkilaturahmi while carrying material mkinn seklian handed over his work wage caring for the old house.


"The Omani mang mix.. Assalamualaik... "


Mang Oman is beside the yard house hoeing to plant Ambon bananas.


"Walaikum salam.duh yes please enter the house PK ustad. well I am still dirty this. is hoeing plant bananas.Mangg oruh enter first, there my wife is cooking. It just so happens that we can eat with Mr. Ustad.. Hehe."


The sincere warmhearted attitude of a lowly official, but Mang Oman felt very appreciated and respected by his manager who became Ustad in this village.


"Ah usual aja mang Oman, do not overdo it.I also just a moment stop .While delivering the wages of Mang Oman and this is a little souvenir from the pesantren.And I just want to know how the state of this old house after I lived a few days ago?"


ustadz Khalid sat in front of the door of the house which also provided a comfortable seat made of a series of bamboo looks unique shape, making the atmosphere so comfortable to be in a simple Mang Oman home.


"Hatur nuhun, thank you very much. ouh pak ustad mah to bother nganterin. ameh this there is a pack of ustad prepare a drink yes, yes, I happened to have taken the legend earlier Mr. Ustad said he pak ustad want to drink the original legend of the coconut tree. This was me Take left out of coconut sugar seedlings. deliberately who knows anyone who wants to buy, uh pak ustad came it turns . try to be seen first that drink sir ustad it seems like yahya delicious this seger."


Mang Oman and his wife prepared a warmed-up legen drink.


They both seemed to rejoice at the arrival of the charismatic Pact Ustaz.


"yes I was curious as to what the hell the legend is. this coconut sugar ingredient just smells fragrant, yes .Kayak tape?"


"Oh yes sir if yes , that was a week ago like .at Ms. Ratna's house at night there were many small animals flying like what was like wasps a lot but it turned out that after I saw ta very observe, no flashlight. use a flashlight, use a flashlight, it turns out that there are a lot of grasshoppers, until the sound is also so noisy and go to a place do not know where it is.'.


"Yeah Mang Oman, so the grasshopper was from this house, and attacking my garden is now all dead. What else is in that old house?"


Is Oman flabbergasted? heard firsthand the news from.ustad Kholik that the vegetable garden is dead dry?


"Astaghfirullahaladzim So the news that I received is yes Allah pity when he said that the vegetables already want to harvest yes sir ustad?"


yes, there are only two days left to harvest and customers have contacted me to take it permanently and transport it for sale but what can make everything destroyed. whatever this might be my test maybe I lack zakat or how, or I lack the infaq possible that this is happening and it is very detrimental to advocate my expectations with my working friends there but that is all I consider the trials and trials of God"


Oman saw the mangosteen hear the story told ustadz Kholik who was so sincerely patient to accept the reality.


A few moments later Ustadz Khalid invited Mang Oman to visit the old house which is now painted and looks neatly clean.


When Ustadz Kholik entered the yard, there was something that felt so awkward felt by his mind.


"Sorry mang Oman does not have to enter first yes, do not pass this yard. let me just enter Mang Oman outside the yard only .Something is wrong with this.


Man Oman seemed to tremble, he believed and was sure what the ustad said. He took a step back following the instructions of the Catholic ustadz. Ordinary and sensitive to such circumstances.


The Catholic chanted a mantra as he ramped up the grounds three times, with his left foot.


The eyes of the heart the inner eyes of the Catholics saw a remarkable change of the old house .


He saw some strange animals nesting in the middle room of the old house. he also saw some strange creatures with big heads and fanged eyes red go around guarding the house like he was guarding the house.Cholics deliberately do not appear before them only Khalik can see all the creature was in the old house while they could not see the Catholic who was close to him.


"it seems insolent that there is something else that is trying to disturb the peace of the people of this society . It is true that Mama said that they are more powerful, who came here is not an ordinary creature or not an ordinary person, but really a demon, this is the king of demons. Could it be that they were brought in by Rojak and his back? what I wonder is why this house has always been their target for nesting here?'


The Catholic speaks for himself in his heart, and tries to guess who brought them in and made this old place or house his lair. His mind went straight to a name, Rojak .The name became a strong argument, because some time ago Ratna had obtained the threat from an unknown number.


The creatures in the house seemed to be partying, because they got the victory. With what he did a few days ago because it managed to interfere back, the lives of Ratna and Kholik..