Pocong Assayment Tumbal
twenty-two
Atang sows tears expectantly, reverses, jumps and then drifts and disappears instantly along with the sound of strong wind that blows, which looks only white fog, flying towards the musala.
“Atang!” scream Ijah, hysterical.
Ijah sat in the front seat.
Ilyaz gave him white water which had been given a prayer by Kyai Tapa.
“Ki Ageng Mayitan,” said Ilyaz suddenly, “Pak Kyai, the previous spirit also said the same thing, ask for help not want to be taken to the palace Ki Ageng Mayitan.”
“Mak, so more confident with the words of Mr. Doctor, in this village there is a fellowship with Ki Ageng Mayitan, and Atang so the fall.”
“We must first investigate the truth, not to act rashly.” Kyai Tapa addressed it wisely
Chat after chat continues, until it is not felt, dawn time seems to come quickly. Ilyaz and his guests deliberately prayed at dawn in the musala, by starting the worship, became the beginning of a plan to re-establish the proselytizing the prose that had been lost in the village of Suka Asih.
**
The room was smeared with candle light, vibrated violently and smelled a stinging foul aroma, the noise was also part of the strangeness that was present. Two people cross-legged, accompanied by one big tall black shadow.
“Ki Ageng called us, this early in the morning. What happened?” ask one of them.
“You know? In the musala there is great power. This is a danger, my palace can be destroyed and you will suffer the consequences if it happens,” he said furiously.
The two people sat cross-legged, trembling with the anger of his master, his thunder actually made the fine feathers stand up and stiffen.
“Who Ki? How dare that guy.”
“Seven people, six men and one woman. The six men were not from this village and the women were the citizens of this village.”
“Six people are not citizens of this village?” think of one person sitting cross-legged. “People outside the village are just that doctor. He is indeed a thorn in the flesh, must be removed as soon as possible.”
“How about using the same way as on Aslam. We spread the terror of the disease and then adili to be used as a victim, according to the wishes of Ki Ageng,” proposed the other.
“Hmm, good too,” he said happily. “Ki Ageng do not have to worry, we will expel them and present the doctor as a tumbal.”
“Hihihi, I'm glad to have a servant like you. If successful, whatever your request will be granted, but if it fails, bear the consequences. I will deploy my men to help,” he said and disappeared.
A pair of eyes again noticed, hiding so as not to realize its existence.
***
The steps of some people were quick, almost half running towards the musala in the early morning. Maybe they do not want to miss congregational prayers, the clattering really forced themselves to arrive soon.
They then stopped in front of the musala, watching him carefully. Inside, seven people were solemnly reciting the verses of the Koran and listening to a lecture from one of them. The men hurried inside.
“What are you guys doing here?” tanyakanya.
“Lho, Mr Ismat and Mr Lurah?” ask Ilyaz.
Ismat and Hamid looked a bit riled up by their behavior.
“Stop any illegal activities you guys are doing!” hamid's orders.
“Astagfirullah,” simultaneously Ilyaz guests sigh, bells.
“Pak Doctor came here for research, but what is done here, instead of bringing these people without my knowledge?” hamid.
“Oh, the? Yesterday I wanted to report, but Mr. Lurah was not at the office after Atang's funeral. The plan, today I want to see Mr. Lurah again.”
“Not only that, Doctor Sir. This musala, many times I have warned, do not be disturbed. You even dare to hold prohibited activities here,” accuse Ismat.
“Defined activities? We only do dawn prayers and after that tausyiah dawn.”
“That's what I mean forbidden. Who allowed you to use the village facilities for tausyiah? You must be the radicals who will recruit these villagers to be extremists and terror spreaders, right?” ismat's accusation further infuriated Ilyaz, the others noticing.
“Pak Ismat, do not accuse carelessly. We are not extreme spreaders, just doing regular studies.”
“Haha, where there are criminals want to tell. This must be resolved immediately, Mr. Lurah does not want ‘kan there are citizens involved in terrible understandings due to their actions?”
“Astagfirullah, heinous accusations of Mr. Ismat,” said Ilyaz offended by the allegations of the KaDus, “Pak Lurah, please supervise our activities, if it is considered illegal. We are also ready, if everyone wants legal channels for our activities.”
“No need to defend yourself. This activity has violated the customs of our village, ngeyel once. The evidence is real ‘kan? Atang died after daring to disturb this musala, where is the responsibility of Mr Doctor?”
Ilyaz was silent, unable to say anything, it was very difficult to prove things that were supernatural and superstitious. He was confused by the answer to be given.
“Pak Ismat, Atang did not die because of this musala curse,” Ijah spoke up and advanced before the citizens. “Citizens and village elders! Do you remember Ki Ageng Mayitan?” tanyanya hard.
People are spontaneously noisy, whispering to each other. They were a little scared by the name.
“What is Mak Ijah talking about? Ngaco,” said Hamid felt strange with Ijah.
“Night, the spirit of Atang came. Mak just found out that the pocongs who often come to the houses due to the curse, they were tortured and asked for help so as not to be taken to the palace of the demon Ki Ageng Mayitan, and you know who he is, and you know who he is,” clear Mak Ijah on citizen.
“Yeah, your brain has been washed by the teachings of this heretical Doctor, yes?” sindir Ismat.
“For the sake of Allah, I watched myself, last night Atang came and said he did not want to be picked up to the palace Ki Ageng Mayitan,” concluded Ijah steady.
The situation is increasingly complicated, people whisper and comment and instead feel afraid and want a protector who can save from the interference of the evil jinn king. They know very well the demon, according to the story of Ijah.
The demon king used to rule the haunted forest before this village stood up, which was happy to spread terror and prey on the citizens for the royal tumbal, until the end. Aslam came to turn the villagers closer to religion. They become less frightened by the terror of the demon because it more often befalls the inner strength than having to think about fear. However, since the ustaz died, the village again had to feel a lot of terror that made the air gripping.
“Really, Mak?” ask a citizen who dares to speak out and move forward.
“For God's sake! If I lie, I dare to suffer the same fate as ust. Aslam,” firmly Ijah without the slightest hesitation.
Ismat's face was very sour and unfriendly looking at Ijah.
“Ijah, you are aware of your words, want to bear the consequences?” threaten Ismat's.
“I'm ready. I'm sure with what happened last night, Atang was very sad and tormented. I am not willing he was made a collision Ki Ageng Mayitan.”
The citizens focused their attention on Ijah.
“Mak Ijah really dare guarantee?” asked Hamid wisely. However, there was a dislike that he was hiding.
“I dare to swear, Mr. Lurah,” firmly.
“Okay, we believe first with Mak Ijah, He is still in a state of mourning. If anything happens to this village, we hold Doctor Ilyaz and his guests accountable. Their punishments are the same as we set on Aslam. Agree?” said Hamid lantang.
