The Enchantment of the Pelintrik

Already Married

The days passed quickly, it had been a week Irma lived with mystical terror at night. The sound of brucracks on the ceiling of the room is increasingly often heard and become so. In fact, sometimes the door of his house even open and closed itself.

"You couldn't sleep last night? The black circles of your eyes are getting bigger and bigger?" ask Irma's mother who helped out that day at the stall.

"Yes ma'am, my head is dizzy, sleep-deprived. Those sounds really scared me! If I had to keep going every night, would it be strong, ma'am?"

Irma's mother gave her advice, "Dilawan to nduk! The way is to ignore those voices. It could be the sound of a mouse running around the ceiling! Mother even feared that there was a snake nesting on the ceiling of your house! Do I need to get a handyman to check?"

"I'm sure it's not a rat or a snake, it's a different sound, if a snake or a rat must be the sound of the animal. There was a hiss or a mouse squeak heard. What I hear every night is like sand or gravel thrown rough to the roof. Sometimes like falling goods. Every night, the air at home was also hot. It feels like there are eyes watching the night" Irma said. Shudder when imagining terror-filled nights for him.

"Sabar .. This is a tough test for you. I'm sure you're capable of going through all the trouble." Irma's mother gives her strength by rubbing her daughter's shoulder. Iba on Irma who increasingly looks thin. "Have you heard from your husband, Beni?"

Irma shook her head slowly, "There is nothing at all, even though all the conditions and orders from Mr. Dulah I have done."

"You have also asked Mr. Dalah for help to reduce the voices that you think are magical?"

"Already, all I did according to the words of Mr. Dulah, but the voice still came every night. Sometimes just for a minute. Honestly I'm getting tired of this kind of constant terror."

"Mother is also confused how else, Ir! I can only help you pray so that you are strong and patient to undergo the test of life."

Irma commented a stoic smile, "Yes Mom, I know. Thank you, mom now so have to take the time to come here now I'm guarding the stall!"

Irma's mother replied with a bitter smile, staring at her daughter's grief. "More worship and prayer, Nduk! Ask for help from Gusti the Great!"

"Yes, Mom!" beat Irma with a small nod.

"For a while, if the sound on the ceiling does not interfere directly, let it go, ignore it! Do not get carried away with emotions and fear excess. Be normal like there's nothing."

"Yes." Yeah."

Again Irma replied with a gamang, he was not sure could relax like his mother said. According to Irma, the voices were intended to disturb and make her uncomfortable.

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The next day, Irma woke up feeling overwhelmed and sad. She lamented melancholy because her husband had completely forgotten the way home. His efforts to ask and ask for help to Mr. Dulah in fact no results.

For that, Irma is provided with conditions that must be sown in front of the house of the actor woman. The goal is that those who have been smashed by Mr. Dulah can be stepped on directly by Beni.

Today, Irma plans to invite Dewi to visit the salon that a week ago has been observed when looking for Beni. He also has to be sure that the salon does belong to Madam Suzan. That is, the conditions of Mr. Dulah must be spread there in order to be surpassed by her husband.

Only, Irma felt her body heavier than usual. He had just drank prayer water from Mr. Dulah, but still his feet were heavy when he was about to step.

Irma complained, why is there always an obstacle when she wants to find a way to the integrity of her household?

Unfortunately, the Goddess could not accompany her away to Suz Salon today. So, Irma was forced to leave on her own after opening the stall. He left his place of business to the mother, because Dina finally returned to the village. Her sister-in-law reasoned to be embarrassed if she had to live with Irma without Beni in the house.

In fact, Irma said that she did not mind the presence of Dina. Besides being able to help take turns waiting for the stall, Dina can also take care of her two nephews. Irma even offers Dina to take a salon and beauty course in order to continue Beni's abandoned business.

However, Irma could not force Dina to stay with him. The girl insisted on going home. Irma's hopes are dashed. Previously he had thought, with Dina at home, Beni might go home to meet his sister.

Irma exhaled a long breath as she took out the motor into the courtyard. She prayed in her heart before leaving the house to find her husband. His skull that felt heavy ignored, Irma tried to think positively if his body that feels heavy is not because of mystical symptoms. But it is caused by blood pressure or increased cholesterol.

By riding a motorbike, Irma drove towards the salon that was supposed to be open because the sun was high. It did not take long, Irma was seen parking her motorcycle in front of the salon is still quiet.

Irma then took something from her handbag and pretended to drop the wallet in front of the entrance, in order to get rid of the conditions of Mr. Dulah. The sand in the paper parcel that Irma dropped was scattered scattered right in front of the salon entrance.

Once done, Irma went straight into the salon like a customer in general. He was greeted by a female hair stylist who was wiping the mirror. It seems, Suz Salon has not really opened because not many employees have come. The condition of the salon is also not maximally neat.

“Mother want hair, face or skin care?” ask the hair stylist with a beautiful smile.

Irma pointed at a man who was cleaning the area to wash his hair. The man moved nimbly to arrange the various shampoos and conditioners that will be used that day.

“I came to meet my husband, Beni!” irma said firmly.

“Mas Beni husband mom?” Hair stylist stared at Irma skeptically from top to bottom. Irma was only wearing loose-fitting, strappy clothes. Rather than being called Beni's wife, Irma is more suitable to be considered a housekeeper.

Hearing her name being called, Beni turned her head towards Irma. He stared blankly, as if Irma was nothing to him. “Irma, what are you doing here?”

Irma had not had time to answer when one voice answered from the stairs, along with the knocking of the shoe heels that were getting louder. “Please yes mbak .. don't tell me if you're Beni's wife again! You were divorced a week ago, and Beni is now my husband, we are married!”

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