SUKMA: The Deal With the Devil

SUKMA: The Deal With the Devil
Against Ki Purnomo



Dusk approaches. Citra and her daughter's time together has run out. As promised, Sukma came to Citra's rented house after returning to school. He was worried, if Citra too long opened his inner eye, then what happened was fear like his friends while in Kindergarten.


When entering Citra's house, it appears that the woman's husband, named Lukman, was shaking his head because he was ignored by the wife. According to Lukman, his wife had lost her mind after having a miscarriage. However, his conjecture was soon broken by the coming of Sukma.


"Why, Om? Om dizzy because Auntie played with your son?" ask Sukma casually.


Lukman was stunned when he heard Sukma's question. He turned to the little girl and said, "Our son? Om thinks Om's wife is losing her sanity."


"No. This morning Om's wife daydreamed, so I'll take a look at her son" explained Sukma.


"Then, can not Dedek cured Aunt Citra? From earlier Om asked for coffee, but not contrived. Said our son was crying when he was left."


"could. Kan Aunty Citra has promised to stop her eyesight this afternoon."


"Eh, Sukma Deck. Since when is the Sukma Deck here?" citra asked, his hands like he was holding a baby.


"I was here from now on. Auntie, it's time for Aunt's vision to close" Sukma said.


"What?! If Aunty's vision is closed, Aunty can not see Auntie's child again dong," said Citra with a sullen face.


"Even if you can not see Auntie's child, at least Aunt can pray for him every time. Surely Aunt's child will be happier," said Sukma.


The image glanced at his daughter. The little girl smiled, then nodded. It is very hard for Citra, only taste the taste of having children in half a day. Not felt, his tears just melted, wetting his cheeks.


The little girl on his lap wiped away the tears of Citra. He shook his head weakly, hinting at his mother that he would be fine. Citra hugged her daughter's body tightly, enjoying the last seconds of her encounter with the baby.


Seeing his wife grieving, Lukman was filled with grief. He asked Sukma, to be shown the figure of a little girl who was being carried by Citra. Sukma agreed, then opened Lukman's inner eyes. After completing Lukman's request, Sukma told the man to open his eyes. Apparently, the little girl on the lap of the wife was smiling and wiping her mother's tears.


Lukman stood up, then asked Citra to hold their daughter for a moment. Citra nodded and handed her daughter to Lukman. How much she wanted to hold her child for the first time. His heart was happy and sad, because the time to meet his daughter was very short. Lukman shed tears, until his daughter felt pity and wiped away the father's tears.


"Dad, Mother. Don't sad. I will always be with you, in your hearts. Although we are different in nature, I am alive" said the little girl.


Then the tears of the husband and wife. Although the meeting with the baby does not last long, at least they can feel how beautiful it is to be a parent. Long enough they released the princess in sincerity, finally Lukman and Citra asked Sukma to close his inner eyes.


As usual, Sukma told the two of them to sit in front of him while closing their eyes. The finger rests on each of the husband and wife's eyebrows. Finished reciting the mantra, finally Citra and Lukman no longer see their only daughter puppet. Now, Citra strives to stand up and pray for her daughter who has gone missing, even with Lukman.


After finishing his affairs, Sukma said goodbye to Lukman and Citra. With a big smile, he walked towards his rented house which was right across from Citra's residence. However, before arriving in front of the porch of his rented house, a fireball flashed quickly before him. Sukma gasped, then looked alertly at the fireball.


"Sukma, lookout!" wanara shouted warning.


Suddenly, Sukma slammed himself into the terrace, to avoid the fireballs that flashed quickly. Meanwhile, Wanara immediately jumps down to protect Sukma. He was well aware, that the creature that attacked his friend was none other than Ki Purnomo in the form of Banaspati.


"Are you okay, Sukma?" asked Wanara worriedly.


Sukma. "What was that?"


"Ki Purnomo's. He still wants to come after you."


"God! Didn't he break into my dreams?"


"That's it, there's no point in you thinking about that right now. You better get in the house. I'm gonna fight him. The power of the dedemites will increase when dusk comes."


Sukma obeyed Wanara's request, then rushed into his rented house and closed the door. Wanara is back to prepare to face Banaspati Ki Purnomo who shot so fast. From the sky, Ki Purnomo's head appeared spouting flames. Wanara cleverly jumped to the side of the other rented area.


Instantly, Ki Purnomo's attention shifted to Wanara. Bursts of fire poured out of his mouth. Of course, it was electrifying for other rented residents. They were amazed to see the fireballs floating in the sky, spitting out flames countless times. However, Sukma still took refuge inside his house, peering at Wanara's movement against Ki Purnomo.


This time, Wanara dared to jump higher, reaching Ki Purnomo who continued to attack from a distance. With high guts, Wanara jumped from the tile upstairs. His legs were long, preparing to kick the fireball as far as possible. Ki Purnomo immediately darted down, dodging Wanara's attack.


"Damn!" gerutu Wanara was upset.


Nevertheless, Wanara felt he could still move faster than Ki Purnomo. Along with the setting of the sun on the western horizon, the ape adds to its strength by staying silent for a moment on the tile. On the other hand, Ki Purnomo is still curious to want to beat Wanara. When he attacked the monkey, Wanara's speed increased. This is a golden opportunity for Wanara to expel Ki Purnomo from the rented area.


As much as possible, Wanara jumped up and kicked Ki Purnomo when his opponent approached him. Instantly, Ki Purnomo soared far out of nowhere. After believing the fireball went far away, Wanara jumped down to Sukma's rented house. Meanwhile, the rented residents returned to their respective homes. The fireball show is over.


Wanara knocked on the door of Mr. Risman's family residence. Sukma immediately opened it, then held the face and body of his beloved ape.


"You're okay, aren't you, Wanara? Didn't anyone burn?"


"I'm fine, Sukma."


"I'm not sure, Sukma. Last night I kicked him out of your dream, but now he can come back. I don't get it. Can he be exterminated, can he?"


"Of course you can."


"Can? How's it?"


"Ki Purnomo, right, now it's like a fireball. Well, usually, that fire can be defeated with water."


"So?"


"Yes, if he starts using fire, spray with water, then it will also be extinguished by itself" said Sukma lightly.


"Then, how can I attack him with water?"


"A lot to drink."


Meanwhile, elsewhere, Bu Lastri walks hurriedly towards the shaman's residence which he thinks could help finish off Sukma. No matter how far the distance traveled, the fat-bodied woman with thick makeup will still find it. For the sake of pride and revenge, he was willing to do anything. His thoughts on money and the respect of others have not changed. According to him, having a lot of money is more appreciated by many people, even though they often do wrong.


Upon arrival at the shaman's residence, Miss Lastri still remained arrogant. He gave a piece of paper with the full name of Sukma which he knew from his mother Fani to the shaman.


Carefully, the shaman noticed the name of the target candidate. His bidding on Sukma began. The figure of a jet-black little girl with horns on her head, appeared in the shaman's vision. Instantly, his body shuddered in horror while grimacing.


"What's up, Ki?" asked Bu Lastri astonished.


"Mom's gonna hurt me, huh?"


"Damage? I'm not intending to harm you. I just want the little boy to be held back until his life is gone."


"You know, who's the target of that child?"


Miss Lastri nodded quickly. "He's a seven-year-old boy, his son a catfish pecel."


"That's all?"


"Yes." Yeah."


The shaman shook his head. "Mrs Lastri ... Miss Lastri. Before telling me to pick up this kid, have you ever looked for the cause of your shaman's death before?"


"I only know Sukma killed him. That's all."


"Oh, this mother!" the shaman's snort came back. "Before you act, you should think first. Logically, is there a child capable of murdering adults? How big is it, anyway, the strength of a seven-year-old? You know, how did that guy die?"


"All I know is that he died with one single foot."


"Well, you think, is there a child capable of killing an adult with one foot?"


Miss Lastri pensively for a moment. His little heart said that it was impossible for a child of Sukma's age to finish Ki Purnomo with one foot step. However, on the other hand, he insisted that he wanted to avenge Sukma. No matter what happens next.


"I don't want to know, Ki. Anyway, I want the kid wiped out."


"Are you sure? He's not a random kid. If my efforts fail, not only will I be hit by the stone, but also Mother."


"meaning?"


"I'm afraid, later the santet I sent turned around and harmed us."


"God! Is it difficult for the little boy to turn around so? He's just a kid!"


"But he's no ordinary kid, ma'am. He's the devil's son!"


"I don't care, he wants the devil's son cake, wants the child genderuwo kek. My revenge must be avenged. You want to ask how much money to finish off that kid, huh? Come on, say it right now! I don't mind the cost," cerocos Bu Lastri growled.


"It's not about the cost, Mom, it's about Mom's safety."


"Allah! It can all be bought with money. The proof is that hospitals are faster to handle patients with a lot of money."


The shaman shook his head again, after giving up explaining everything to Bu Lastri. Indeed, money can make it easier for someone to treat the wounds in him. However, money can never be used to buy life and safety.