
Atikah looked blankly at the mother who was helping her father pack merchandise. Sometimes his eyes were fixed on Bu Inah's stomach, then remembered when his mother was pregnant with his sister for nine months. Something he remembered only when Mr. Risman went scavenging, and before long, his father came back again while carrying a baby that was still red. It occurred to him that Sukma was not his sister, but the son of a collector that his father had brought from the landfill. However, he did not rush to conclude. There should be an explanation from both parents, he thought.
After finishing the PR book, Atikah approached her mother. There was doubt on the little girl's face when she started dealing with Bu Inah. However, he did not want to miss the best moment to ask about the origin of the sister. Atikah patted her mother's shoulder as she was busily wrapping her groceries.
"Mom, I want something" said Atikah tergugu.
"What do you want?"
"Mom, is Dedek my younger brother?" atikah asked as she looked at her mother doubtfully.
Bu Inah turned his head while frowning. "Why are you doing that? Do you hesitate to admit that Dedek Sukma is you in front of friends?"
"It's not so, Mom. I saw the Sukma Deck. They say Dedek's face is different from ours. Dedek is prettier than me, Mom. His nose is also sharp, while mine?"
"If Dedek's physique is different, that doesn't mean you should doubt him as your sister too, Atikah."
Atikah pensively for a moment, then looked at her mother again. "But I'm surprised, ma'am. When did you conceive and give birth to Dedek? As I recall, Dedek was just taken home with Dad. That's it."
Ms. Inah tried to ignore Atikah's words. He pretended to be busy packing groceries, without looking at his daughter in the slightest. Of course, Atikah, who was still curious, tried to find out more about her sister.
"Mom, is Dedek the TV kayak boy?"
This time Bu Inah was flabbergasted to hear Atikah's question. Slowly, he took a breath, trying to temper the vexation that was about to explode in a moment. In any case, Ms. Inah needs to be patient and try to explain the truth to Atikah. It is inappropriate if he should run away from reality, when asked about Sukma that Atikah needs to know.
"If Dedek is not your brother, what do you want? You wouldn't admit it as a sister, would you?" ask Bu Inah with a lethargic look.
"Why did you say that? Of course I still want to admit Dedek as my sister. She, right, likes to play with me from childhood, keeps loving as well."
"Then, yes, yes. No problem, right?"
"But, Mum. If someone else knew Dedek was a adopted son, would you be angry?"
"Who will boast if Dedek is a levy? As long as we are silent and do not reveal the truth about Dedek in front of everyone, everything will be fine. After all, if Dedek knew he was a adopted son, Dedek would be sad and look for his biological parents. Do you want that until it happens?"
Atikah. "No, Ma. I love Dedek. I don't want Dedek to be sad. If Dedek finds out he's a pick-up boy, where are we going to find his parents?"
"That's what I think. Better, for now you don't talk much about the truth Dedek. Later the same mother will tell Dedek if the time is right."
"Good, Mom."
Meanwhile, Sukma was busy running around the rented area with Wanara. His heart was very happy when he heard Wanara had finished off the old woman who disturbed pregnant women in front of her rented residence. Wanara jumped up and down behind him, pensively thinking of something.
Realizing Wanara was silent, Sukma stopped running, then turned his head. "What's up, Wanara? How are you quiet?" ask Sukma.
"Ah, no. I'm just exhausted" Wanara replied, grinning.
"You want a banana? I brought it first, yeah."
Wanara. Sukma smiled widely, then went down the stairs one by one. His steps were increasingly fast when he was about to enter the contract, until finally saw a pregnant woman was sweeping the floor across from her rented house.
"Hi, Auntie! Auntie again, huh?" greet Sukma with semringah.
"Yes. Play alone again, yes. It looks great" said the woman.
"No, Aunt. I'm playing with my pet monkey. His name is Wanara" explained Sukma.
"Monkey?! Over where? Feeling, Auntie don't see anything here?" ask the woman while looking in all directions, looking for the animal in question.
"He's upstairs, Auntie. Again a hanger."
The woman was more astonished.
"Udah first, yes, Aunt. I'm gonna get a banana inside. The drug!"
Sukma removed his sandals, then went into his rented house to look for bananas. However, when he was in the doorway, Sukma felt that someone was watching him from inside the pregnant woman's house. For a moment, he looked over. There's nothing weird there. Sukma continued to enter his house, regardless of the strange things that were in the opposite rented.
Apparently, the baby-eating old woman, escaped Sukma's sight. He felt relieved, after knowing that the demon child had entered the house. Still remembered well the message from Wanara, that he had to remain hidden inside the house so as not to be known by Sukma. The old woman obeyed him and thanked him very much for the help that Wanara gave her.
Another old woman, another Wanara. His heart continued to be troubled after deciding to help the old woman in running her will. Sometimes he looked down, making sure that Sukma did not see the old woman he had helped.
Wanara's strange gurgle is known by Sancang, khodam in the form of a white tiger who always looks after Mang Ujang. For a moment, he left Mang Ujang, curious about the rancid ape who had pricked him since coming to the contract. For Sancang, not usually Wanara restless and moody even near Sukma.
"Keur mind naon silaing teh? I was kuring in line, siga nu boga kasieun," said Sancang looking at Wanara as if he was investigating. (What are you thinking? I saw it, like I was scared.)
"Henteu" replied Wanara briefly. (No)
"Ah, tong sok ngawadul. Katingali tina lika silaing anu hayoh wae cicing ti saprak chat jeung nini-nini nu nuturkeun awe keur kakandungan. Sok, beja ka kuring. Saleresna aya naon silaing nepi ka sieun?" wheedle Sancang. (Ah, do not like to lie Seen from your appearance that continues to be silent since chatting with grandmothers who follow women who are pregnant. Come on, tell me the same. What is it with you to be afraid of?)
Wanara looked on alert, making sure Sukma did not quickly come there.
"Sabenerna kieu's. The babaturan aing nitah maehan nini-nini eta. Ngan, I sabab aing kunya ka manehanana pdah can dahar ti saprak ngadagoan babaturan aing, so we ku aing diijinan nuturkeun awwe nu keur kakandungan eta," explained Wanara. (Actually this. My friend told me to kill the grandmother. But, since I felt sorry for her for not having eaten since waiting for my friend, so I allowed her to follow the pregnant woman.)
"Oh, atuh's link. Naha laina geura paehan sakalian? Mun sakirana dedemit eta ngarugikeun batur, pahan we ku silaing," said Sancang. (Oh, so. Why not just kill them? If the dedemite harms others, kill it by you.)
"Keep, ayeuna aing kudu kumaha oruh?" asked Wanara in confusion. (Keep, how should I dong?)
"What are you talking about? How serious is that?" ask Sukma to interrupt.
"T-no, no. We are not talking about anything" Wanara replied stammering.
Without saying goodbye, Sancang jumped from the top floor and approached his master. Sukma ignored the white tiger. He smiled broadly at Wanara.
Sukma's pet monkey happily received two bananas. Devouringly, he ate his favorite fruit until there was nothing left. Wanara tried to hide his uneasiness behind his agility. He hoped that Sukma would not realize that he had allowed the old woman to eat the fetus in the womb of the pregnant woman.
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Haji Gufron was pensively thinking about the incident this morning. Remember clearly in his mind, how strange it was when Mr. Beni was in front of his rented gate. He suspected that the fat man had bad intentions so that his contract would no longer sell.
From the room, Fadil came out to watch his pensive father in the living room. The TV is still on, and Haji Gufron's eyes are blank. Frowning, Fadil sat down next to his father, then waved both hands before Haji Gufron's eyes until stunned.
"Sir, what are you thinking?" ask Fadil.
"No, I thought about it this morning" Haji Gufron replied briefly.
"What happened this morning? There's a beautiful woman that Mr. Taxir, huh?"
Haji Gufron smacked Fadil on the back and said, "You're just saying it. Do you want a stepmother?"
"Formerly strange, anyway. The TV is on, even daydream. By the way, it's been two years, sir. Don't you want to find a replacement for Mom?"
"Father is lazy to find your mother's replacement, Dil. Mostly, now women only want treasure doang. Not like your mother. He faithfully accompanied the Father from zero, from starting a catfish pecel business to having a contract. You want if you have a fierce stepmother, then you don't get the inheritance?"
"Not really, sir. The only child who wants to have a fierce mother, especially not to the inheritance of parents."
"Eat him, you're not the weird one."
"But if there is a new wife, there are those who take care. Lauk pauk for eating can also vary. Not pecel catfish anymore, pecel lele again."
"If you don't like eating pecel catfish, learn how to cook. You are a man, but you cannot cook. Weird."
"Rusan cook cooking is a part for women oruh, sir. Men eat it."
Haji Gufron shook Fadil's head and said, "The cook doesn't look at men or women. You know Chef Juna? He's a man, he can cook. Lah, you?"
"Yes yes. I really like it when I say it."
Haji Gufron folded both hands while occasionally glancing at Fadil.
"So, what does this father think? Still think of the man who put down the shroud?" asked Fadil, his look started to get serious.
"Yes, Dil. Earlier this morning when Mr. Nganter who had rented a contract, you accidentally saw Mr. Beni again road to the contract while looking at it."
"So, you're asked, aren't you?"
"Yes was asked. I asked, 'where are you going?', but he said he wanted to go to the house."
"But it really isn't that if he wants to go to the house?"
Haji Gufron raised his shoulders. "Brother doesn't know either. But when you get a glimpse, he goes back to his house."
"Oh, don't-don't really, sir. He is nothing like our contract. Why is Mr Beni walking to see the contract? Lack of work if you think about it."
"Yes too, yeah." Haji Gufron nodded in reverence. "Continue, what should we do for the mergokin and arrest him? The name of the occult business, right, can not be solved humanely."
"I mean Father, how can it not be solved humanely? We have to teach Mr. Beni that he really is involved, is that it?"
"Euh .. You're a college kid, but the brain is like a market thug. That's not what you mean!"
"How serious? He said it can't be solved humanely."
"I mean Father, gini loh. The name shamanism or witchcraft is invisible. Even if they ask the police for help, they will not find evidence of magic equipment. Mr. pep, we ask for paranormal help again, so that people who nyimpen jinn or whatever the name is, can be punished."
"Oh, so you want to strike back at the person who hired us, is that it? That's the same as beating up people, sir. Hitting a fistfight, let him know the taste."
"Not so, Fadil. If you want him to do the same to do evil."
"So what do you want, Father?"
"Just like you, the man was punished in a supernatural way as well. If he is punished in a human way, he is afraid even reckless using black magic and shamanism."
"Yes, sir. Fadil. So, who do you want to ask for help? Mr Suwandi?"
"No ah. He usually only healed people possessed by doang. If it doesn't work, pity him, his knowledge will tell, continue to be sickly. According to Mr. Mah, the shaman who sent the genie to our contract seems more powerful euy."
"Keep, who would you like to ask for help dong? Sukma, Mr Risman's youngest son?"
Haji Gufron smiled broadly hearing Sukma's name coming out of Fadil's mouth. He still remembered very well, when the little girl took a cloth package from near the gate. However, the middle-aged man thought again. If Sukma's efforts fail, the future of the little girl's fate will be shattered.