SUKMA: The Deal With the Devil

Demanding Honesty

The almost seventy-year-old woman just sat glued to hear the narration of Sukma. It feels very impossible for Pak Jaka's wife if the husband does such a heinous thing. However, deep in his heart he was a little confident in the words of Sukma, considering that the husband always kept the malice in everyone who rivaled his efforts.

"Adek do not suuzon first," said Pak Jaka's wife.

"Don't what suuzon, ma'am? As far as we live moving around, envious people always put strange items giving shamans to make rival efforts," said Sukma.

"We're not suuzon, ma'am. From the words of Mother herself has convinced us, that our allegations are true," said Atikah.

"You are on ngawur. You better get home soon. My grandson will soon wake up, I have to clean up first," gently push Mr. Jaka's wife away.

"Mom, we're begging Mom for help. We want our father's efforts to run again as usual. Maybe with Mother's confession, we will be helped in clearing the good name of our father," said Atikah.

"What kind of confession does Adek mean? Do I have to say, if my husband does the gift and send me some money to destroy your father's business?" ask the woman of Bu Inah's age with a grunt.

Seeing the reaction of Pak Jaka's wife, Sukma and Atikah fell silent.

"I will not admit something that I do not know at all" said Mr. Jaka's wife. "Here you go, you better go home and take care of each other's business. Do you not understand, if from yesterday I dizzy taking care of my grandchildren and calming my husband?"

"Well, if you don't want to help, that's okay. We go home first" said Atikah farewell. "Come on, Deck, we're home!"

Sukma let out a lethargic sigh as he got up from the living room chair. The two said goodbye, then rushed to leave the residence of Pak Jaka. Before moving from the terrace of the house, Sukma turned to look at Mr. Jaka's wife for a moment. It turned out that the person who was expected to help him, gave a reaction that was not in line with expectations.

Just a few steps away from the residence of Mr. Jaka, a voice heard a man screaming from inside the house. Atikah began to be curious and wanted to do a second experiment; had Sukma question Pak Jaka. However, Sukma who had been disappointed with the man's wife's attitude, felt no need to interfere.

"It's a good opportunity, Dek! Let's go in and ask the fathers. Who knows if he's telling me," asked Atikah.

"No, Tea. We will be expelled with his wife. Mending us home, find another way out" said Sukma listlessly.

"Come, Deck! Maybe with Dedek wondering with the man, his wife's heart will be broken," persuaded Atikah, trying to convince his sister.

"It won't do you any good, tea. After all, the man gave up his soul as a guarantee to make you destroyed."

"What do you mean, Deck?" tanya Atikah frowned.

"Dedek had heard the story from Wanara, if you want to make others destroyed, there must be a price to be paid. Whether it was with his wealth, his relatives, or his soul. Usually, if you fail to do harm to the enemy, he will fall poor, crazy, even dead," explained Sukma. "And being taken captive by the dedemites in the occult is not just a gift, Tea. The perpetrator also."

When he was about to continue the journey, Sukma realized the presence of a man dressed in black was watching him. Soon he approached the man, but the person he wanted to meet actually ran first. Without thinking for long, Sukma immediately chased the suspicious person, followed by Atikah from behind.

As soon as possible, Sukma chased after the mysterious man. No matter how narrow the alley would be, the two girls were reluctant to lose track. People who cross paths with them, assume the two are chasing a thief.

Far enough away the mysterious man ran, finally meeting a dead end. Sukma who managed to catch up to him, assisted by Atikah to surround the man. There was no way out for the stalker to escape.

"Where are you going, huh? You wanna talk good or run away again?" challenge Sukma with a high tone.

The man looked flabbergasted. He saw Atikah, then pushed her down. Sukma was surprised, then helped Atikah to stand up.

"That's okay?" ask Sukma worriedly.

Atikah shook his head quickly. "Don't worry about the drops. You better go after him again. Don't lose track."

Sukma nodded quickly, then ran to find the person he was chasing earlier. Apparently not far from where it was originally surrounded. The girl mustered all her strength to chase the mysterious man until she could.

The direction of the stalker man turned to the highway. The Sukma can pursue it freely. Sukma's power is still full, managed to catch up with the man. Without a second thought, the girl pulled on the stalker man's shirt until his body was sprawled. Stamped on the man's chest until it could not wart.

"You can't run anymore! Let's have a good conversation with me!" sukma.

The twenty-year-old man asked for forgiveness, then was allowed to rise by Sukma. Again, he wanted to escape. However, this time Sukma had first hit his face until staggering.

He pulled the man back to sit on the side of the road. This time, Sukma sat down beside him, embracing the man so as not to run away again. His arms were ready to strangle the man at any moment.

"She said to speak well, why run away again? Now sit quietly, talking. Okay?" bujuk Sukma's.

In the middle of his talk, an odading man accidentally passed in front of them. Sukma bought two pieces of odading to eat with his captives. Casually, he gave another odading to the stalker.

"Come on! It's still morning. You must be hungry too" said Sukma.

"No thanks, thank you" the young man retorted.

The stalker finally received the Sukma award. The odading is like a man who has not found food for three days. The man was really hungry.

"Gini, I want nanya. Actually the purpose you see me as tethuh what? So early in the morning?" ask Sukma, while chewing odading in his mouth.

"I was instructed by my teacher to pay attention to you guys" the young man replied casually.

"Hm, how do you keep doing what? Would you like to report us to your teacher if we're just some snot boys who need a lesson?" ask Sukma curious.

"I just want to know, the slander that I spread to those people is not telling or not into your lives? It turned out to be going well, and I had to report this to my teacher," said the young man as he devoured odading again.

"Who is your teacher?" sukma asked, beginning to be curious.

The man paused for a moment, then glanced. "Do you need to know who my teacher is?"

Sukma glared, his fist was already waiting in front of the young man's stomach. "You want that odading out again everything from your stomach?"

Seeing Sukma's reaction, the young man swallowed the food in his mouth slowly.

"Died to say your teacher's name, is it hard, anyway?"

"OK, okay. I'll tell you. His name is Mbah Kasiman."

"Change Kasiman?! Why else, he bothering my father?"

The young man twitched his shoulders, then finished the odading in his hands. "Are you satisfied? Now I have to go."

"Wait first! Your business with my family is not finished!" prevent Sukma.

In the middle of their conversation, Atikah came with gasping breaths. He seemed annoyed to see odading in the hands of his sister and the stalker who was chewing food.

"Sir, Teteh not bought odading?" ask Atikah for a surprise.

"The money is not enough, Tea. I just bought it just to chat with him," replied Sukma while chuckling.

Atikah snorted loudly, while glancing at the man who had been stalking them since.

"Teh, our business is the same he's not done yet. Doesn't teteh know? He who spread slander if you do meekuin the same seller pecel lele across the street loh!" terang Sukma's.

"Religion ... Who's a gossip guy?" Atikah slapped the man's lips. "The lips are like a girl, doyan huddles."

Sukma and Atikah forcibly pulled the young man, then crossed the street. Everyone who came across Sukma wondered about who the young man was. Some of them recognized the figure of the stalker, who first spread slander about Mr. Risman.

Arriving at home, Sukma pushed the man who stalked him at Pak Jaka's house in front of his parents. Bu Inah was surprised, his daughters brought a foreign youth to his house. As for Mr. Risman who had just returned home shopping for merchandise, frowned at the strange sight in his house.

"Now you're sorry about our mother and father!" the orders of the windy Sukma.

Ms. Inah was astonished to see the rough attitude of her two daughters towards the foreign youth they brought home. "You're the same old man that has to be polite!" reproofing.

"He must also be courteous with Mom and Dad" Atikah argued. "She has spread slander, if you have sent me the same kind of catfish pecel across the street."

Hearing Atikah's statement, Mr. Risman and Ms. Inah were even more shocked. Unexpectedly, the one who dared to slander them turned out to be this foreign man. Ms. Inah looked anxious, wanting to teach a lesson to the person who had slandered her husband.

"Come, Mom! Give him a lesson. Want to be beaten cake, want to be a cake maid. It's up to Mom," persuaded Sukma, igniting the flames of her mother's anger.

"You're nothing, anyway?" reprimand Mr. Risman, holding the hand of the man brought by his two daughters. "Even if he has slandered you, I'm sorry."

"Okay, this Father ... Wish he knew the taste! I love him a little lesson, let's not dare to macem-macem again the same Father," said Atikah annoyed.

"Yes, Sir. He should apologize for slandering our family. It's good that our family is accused of using magic for your rival's mistress" said Sukma impatiently.

Bu Inah looked into the eyes of Mbah Kasiman's men, then held his hand. "Son, slandering is not good. Whether it comes from your own heart, or from someone else's. Just imagine if your family was slandered that wasn't like us. Do you want to take it?"

Hearing Ms. Inah's words, the man's heart melted. Stammered, he apologized to Mr. Risman's entire family. But he could not just go home. Bu Inah wants his surname back clean, so that Mr. Risman can trade calmly without the sloping rumors that accuse him of being a user-sender to Mr. Jaka.