The Enchantment of the Pelintrik

Prayer Water

Irma continued muttering like a purring tiger, her sitting position did not look comfortable. “Gggrrr, haum .. haum, hauummmrrrrr!”

Mr. Dulah's wife came with water that had been prepared in seven small cups. Mr. Dulah took one cup, dipped his right hand and rubbed it into Irma's face.

On the third swipe, Irma growled very loudly, “Gggrrrr ... hauummmrrrrr!”

Mr. Dulah's hand was jerked until the cup in the handle fell off. Irma crawled away from Mr. Dulah. But just moving a little, Irma felt there was hot water again sprinkled into her body. He was angry, but could only growl loudly while clawing at the carpet with both hands.

The goddess immediately retreated to the door, worried, afraid and also could not bear to see Irma who turned like a wrathful tiger ready to pounce.

“Get out of your body Ms Irma!” sir Dulah's orders while splashing water several times.

Irma's body suddenly shook violently, she roared with heat and pain. The water that Mr. Dulah created was like a hot bullet that pierced through his body. Irma's movements changed, no longer away from Mr. Dulah, but instead crawled closer and made clawing movements.

Mr. Dulah convoluted, muttered, then blew water from the third cup and poured the water into Irma's body. Instantly, Irma roared and convulsed. Floundering for a moment, then waking up again while shouting for mercy, “Aduh sick, please .. hot, sir! Hot!”

“Who are you?” ask Mr. Dulah. He had already held the fourth cup and splashed Irma's face with prayer water.

Irma's voice suddenly turned raucous like grandfathers when answering with ridicule and laughter, “Hehehe ..!”

“Who are you?” ask Mr. Dulah to repeat. He stood quietly even though Irma was also standing in front of him with horses like a person about to fight. The supernatural being in Irma's body is challenging Mr. Dulah.

“I am the most powerful shaman from Mount Gangsir! Don't you dare fuck with me! You will be doomed if you dare to challenge me!” Irma spoke quickly. His feet advanced towards Mr. Duah, his hands hit with a very stiff movement, so that Mr. Dalah could dodge easily.

Mr. Dalah caught Irma's hand that was lifting her fist for the umpteenth time, draining her energy in, then forcing Irma to sit on her knees. The next cup of prayer water is again sprinkled.

Irma screamed for mercy, she could not bear the pain of Mr. Dulah energy entering her body. Irma again floundered, slumped and lay on the carpet.

The next two seconds, Irma felt something like wind coming out of her body. He made a gesture of worshiping Mr. Dulah, “Ampun, Sir! Forgive me, geez!”

Irma still could not control her body. He no longer roars like a tiger. But I can't talk either. Irma actually felt some of her being taken to fly to a high place and invited to perch on the top of the tree. “Keak .. keak, keak!”

Irma wanted to scream for help, but she just sounded like a crow. In a strange condition, Irma could see that she was in a special room of Mr. Dulah's house. But at the same time, Irma felt that she was a raven who was looking for prey, namely Mr. Dulah.

Inside the treatment room, Irma's hands stretched to the side and flapped like wings, continuing like that while making a crow's voice and a strange shrill. In his strange mind, he was eager to peck at the head of the songong shaman who tormented him with prayer water.

“Come out!” Mr. Dulah again splashed prayer water from the next cup to repel the creature that dwells in Irma's body. The magical beast that roared like a tiger had gone somewhere, leaving behind a strange crow that kept on beeping with Irma's mouth nonstop.

Irma replied in a heavy voice, “Hahaha .. I don't want to go out, this is my home. Someone's giving me a place in here. Who dare to harass me?”

Mr. Dulah did not answer, but caught Irma's hand that kept moving like the wings of a flying bird. “Out! I'll torture you with fire if you don't want to come out!”

“Do not! Heat, geez! Hot ...,” hiss Irma between the sound of a raven and herself. The mouth peots uncontrollably, sometimes tilted, sometimes forward to form a beak. Then, Irma rolled around and shouted hysterically. Before long, he stood up again to challenge Mr. Dulah. It happened up to three times.

Mr. Dulah spent the water in the last cup to gush Irma. The seven waters in the cup symbolizing the number of days were finally exhausted. The seven prayer waters were meant to lock Irma's body every day, so that the bullies could not enter again after being removed.

“Go!” drive Pak Dulah to the supernatural creatures that are still languishing in Irma's body. With his spiritual strength, Mr. Dalah pressed the tip of Irma's little finger with all his might.

“Ampun ..!” scream Irma for the last time. "Already, Sir! It's me, Irma!"

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