T O H's

Magical Goddess

Wuk... Wuk... Wuk...

The sound of an owl began to sound with the glare of his sharp eyes within the darkness. The figure of the owl is seen perched on a mango tree trunk next to the house of pak rt pas on the edge of the banana garden.

With creepy eyes as big as a limp from the base of a cup of coffee yes as if watching every creature under him perched.

Wuk.... Wuk... Wuk...

Once again the voice of the owl sounded like he was about to announce that where he was around the area he perched there must be figures that are not visible visible figure settled there.

Ticktak...

The sound of a wall clock inside the house rt sir sounded slowly. The hour hand that continues to move in a direction, has pointed out that when it entered midnight at 00.05, a cold wind began to blow slowly on the sidelines of banana trees making banana leaves look shadowy. Like a big hand waving to call everyone who sees it.

Likewise with the shadow of the foliage that is depicted along the wall of the house of the rt sir there is also a shadow on the asphalt of the front road of the garden. Depicts like a shadow of someone dancing but only the shadow does not appear to be from the shadow.

There is also a white fog that usually appears when midnight arrives, begins to creep complement the gloom of every corner of the banana garden that has a length of one kilo meters so that it is so dark cold and gripping.

The horror of Friday night keliwon seems to add to the magical power that is generated from every thought of the surrounding residents so that tonight no one dares to approach the banana garden area owned by pak rt.

What's more after word spread some people who have passed this banana garden when it was past midnight often disturbed by the appearance of a creepy figure that is the ghost of a pocong.

Jaka and Dava are seen entering the plantation through a side door next to Mr. rt's house. Some time ago Jaka had asked permission rt sir to carry out his intention to photograph a flower from a banana tree that had just developed.

“Nak Jaka and nak Dava do mean you are good, but this is dangerous. The flower bloomed only at midnight and word got out that there would appear the figure of the supernatural Goddess under the banana ontong,”, said Mr. RT.

“I know Mr. RT, The Goddess is very beautiful and seduces every single bachelor man who sees her will be fascinated so that the man will be sedated and the Goddess takes him to another realm to be a slave,” said Jaka and Dava just listened while swallowing the spit of horror because of the explanation from Jaka.

“Yesterday lontong vegetable, uh one milk spoon, halah the poci, had what is the name pocong, now the Goddess of magic haduh Pak RT's garden what is the ghost nest.?,” chirped Dava.

“Alright if the intention of the two of you is already round go message Mr. RT carefully, sorry I can not accompany you two,” said Mr. RT.

"It's okay sir" said Jaka.

That's what if the conversation Jaka, Dava when asking permission on the rt sir to enter the banana garden a moment ago.

“Mas Jaka where there are no newly developed banana trees?,” said Dava walking behind Jaka while holding Jaka's arm with a somewhat frightened face.

“Hiiih..., freelin napa..!?,” said Jaka told Dava to let go of his hand grip while continuing to go deeper again.

“Atuuut..., Mas...,” said Dava was still walking behind Jaka.

“You are a coward. Wear a face there if you are afraid,” taunted Jaka.

“Ah Mas is not afraid just this morning who ran away first when there is a poci hayo,” said Dava.

“That's the morning, it's not to be mentioned later he appears again,” said Jaka.

“This Kak Vivi there-there is a task to use the new banana flower mottles. Cambodian flowers on the terrace do not need to be tired to a scary place like this,” grumbled Dava.

“Silent why Dik do not be noisy later wait here disturbed even appear again,” said Jaka was a bit irritated with Dava who was chatty.

Jaka and Dava continued to walk slowly cautiously towards a little bit inside again while looking if there were banana flowers that had just bloomed until they did not feel until they arrived in the middle of the banana garden.

“Ia Mas even though it has been to the middle of our garden,” said Dava.

“Eh what is it like there is an asab,” said Jaka saw a white asab that billowed not far from where they stood.

“Ehm this from the smell of incense mas,” chirps Dava with sniffing style smell caused from the asab.

“So yes there are people burning frankincense in the middle of the night in the middle of the banana garden, but from the aroma is actually true, try us a bit close Dik so curious . Who burns frankincense?,” said Jaka again walked followed Dava from behind this time walking with a little duck and no sound so that the person who burned the frankincense did not know their whereabouts.

After a short distance of about ten meters from someone who burned the frankincense Jaka and Dava stopped in a sitting position so as not to be seen.

“Well, it's true that people burn incense,” Dava said when he saw the figure of a middle-aged man in full clothes like a shaman sitting cross-legged muttering a spell under one of the complete banana trees in front of him all kinds of offerings for inviting fine creatures neatly arranged and in front of him sat right there was a small furnace that kept billowing out white ashtrays smelling incense.

“Loh Mbah Yono..!?,” said Jaka recognized the figure was none other than one of the elders of Serapah village.

“Siapa Mbah Yono Mas notya he is a fried rice seller who used to go to the front of the house Mas,” Dava said.

“It's true Dik, Mbah Yono if noon so the seller fried rice around. If night turns into shaman,” said Jaka explained.

“What is he doing under a banana tree.?,” asked Jaka curiously.

“You remember the word Mr. RT earlier, when the ontong of a banana will flower the first time the Goddess will appear below it, well maybe Mbah Yono is about to ask for the magic or power of the supernatural Goddess Dik,” said Jaka.

“Begging to Demit, ask God this rich man who can mislead citizens,” Dava chirped.

“Do not be noisy we wait and observe first noh above Mbah Yono it will hang a banana ontong. This is our chance if we have flowering portraits of flowers and then we go home, but secretly let not be discovered Mbah Yono,” said Jaka.

“Still too far away Mas what else is this dark does it seem that we are photographing from here.?.,” said Dava.

“Halah it if your phone brand abal-abal, hp I'll be together so it could be,” said Jaka.

“He is good,” said Dava rather manyun.

After waiting for a few minutes, the asab inflicted from the small furnace in front of Mbah Yono grew even thicker.

The demons from the mouth of the old shaman were getting louder as well. The banana ontong hanging over Pak Yono finally started to open slowly. Bananas will slowly appear as small white flowers at each end *****bananas will begin to bloom. Jaka who did not want to waste this opportunity started shooting from a distance.

“We have already got the picture let's go back Dik,” said Jaka.

“Before Mas there appeared behind Mbah Yono, very beautiful Mas bahenol again so wanted,” said Dava had been hypnotized by the beauty of the supernatural Goddess who had revealed her form behind Mbah Yono.

“Aduh..., ciloko Iki Dava.., Dava...,” said Jaka.

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