The Enchantment of the Pelintrik

Visiting the Paranormal Again

Fatal for Irma, fatigue after night worship makes her fall asleep again accidentally. In fact, he has been wander to the Goddess not to be careless when there is something strange around him.

His friend was repeatedly reminded, that crime under the hands like witchcraft can enter the body of the victim when careless–not just while sleeping. But everything has already happened, regret is no longer useful.

Irma woke up not okay. His ears kept buzzing like water, his head was in excruciating pain. Body feels heavy to move and the lower part of his stomach is still painful–also smells bad.

After drinking warm tea and swallowing headache medicine, Irma drove her son to school without giving breakfast as usual. He only gave more pocket money so that his two children could buy food and snacks at school.

Irma immediately went to the house of the Goddess to be delivered to Pak Dulah. Despite having to walk slowly so that the concentration does not break, Irma finally arrived at the house of the Goddess.

Seeing the arrival of Irma, Dewi who was preparing for the needs of her husband who was going to work asked Irma to wait in the living room.

“Sorry mas, I'm visiting early in the morning,” said Irma nod politely to the husband of Dewi.

“It's okay, Ma'am! It just so happens that the Goddess also has no friends at home if I stay at work. Want to go to Pak Dulah again, Ma'am?” ask the Goddess' husband.

Irma confirms, “Iya, Mas! From last night my body felt heavy.”

“I have another paranormal acquaintance if Ms. Irma wants to, I think the psychics are a match anyway! Some even say that if you seek treatment to a psychic but do not get healing, do not go back to that place! It means that the psychic is not compatible or unable to cure the patient's illness!”

Dewi appeared from inside carrying her husband's briefcase, “If she is unable, why did the shaman not say honestly, Mas? Pity the patient dong if so!”

“He will only try to help because he is still trusted by his patients. There could be another motive why the shaman still receives the same patient–uang for example!” answer the Goddess' husband. “I have a friend who is followed by a shaman because, so you can talk gini!”

Irma nodded her head, the words of the Goddess' husband made sense to her. “Truely so, Mas! If we go to the hospital, for example, the pain is not a field that is handled by the doctor we visit, must be referred to another doctor who better understands. Even referred to other larger hospitals!”

“That's what I mean, Ma'am! If many times come to the same shaman and do not get healing, why continue? Why not find another alternative?”

“Yes I've last been to Mr. Dulah, for example later there has been no progress .. I ask for the paranormal address of the acquaintance of the mas, yes?”

Husband Dewi replied, “Dewi already know the place, later Madam Irma can be there diber Dewi. Paranormal knows that my wife Goddess!”

Irma menukas enthusiast, “Thank you very much, Mas!”

“Ya already I live first!”

Irma sat back to wait for the Goddess who went to the yard, taking her husband to work.

“Depart now, Mbak?” ask Goddess. “Mbak has breakfast?”

“I can't eat anything, Wi! It feels nauseous constantly. Here sit tight next to me!”

The goddess was confused, but did not reject Irma's idea. He sat next to his friend with a questionable expression. “What's the matter, Ma'am?”

“You smell bad no?” ask Irma seriously.

“Bau rotten carcass? Is there a dead lizard in the living room that escaped without a broom yes?” The goddess began to sniff out the smell that Irma meant. “No foul smell really, Ma'am!”

Dewi breathes more living room air to fill the lungs, “No smell of it in this room, Ma'am! What the hell is it?”

“I came out smelly liquid from here–kayak whitish but the smell is very sharp. It's impossible if you don't smell it, because my nose is saturated. That's why I don't eat,” replied Irma sadly. “Yes, I'll just ask Mr. Dulah.”

“I'll take the jacket for a minute!” dewi.

The morning air is cold outside. The goddess sat in front of Irma to the house of Mr. Dulah. Still talking about the mystical things that Irma experienced last night.

“I told you not to sleep if there is something strange!”

Irma clucked, “Maybe because of fatigue. I spent the afternoon taking the kids to swim–sama Mas Beni too!”

“Hah? Seriously, Ma'am? Never mind that problem that makes you finally get a night attack from Madam Suzan! I'm pretty sure that the actor was the one who deliberately did the act. What do you want to try, have you taken a husband eh still sickin a woman?”

“Come, Wi! The goal is to let me die maybe, let no one bother Mas Beni anymore,” replied Irma resignedly.

“It looks like it should be given this lesson madam! If you just want to make Mas Beni back well it feels impossible, because the fucking Suzan must continue to find a way to separate the same mbak Mas Beni.”

Irma asked in a surprised tone, “You mean we send her back?”

“He himself made trouble, anyways if he did not die would be long this business!”

“Waduh .. I dare not if it gets like that, Wi! I just want Mas Beni back, even though he did not return to be my husband again, at least he did not forget the children.”

Goddess cold snort–geregetan with Irma attitude. “Mbak Irma is too patient! Uh ... What's wrong at Mr. Dulah's house is really crowded at this hour! Lots of people who want to seek treatment, will queue this long like, Ma'am!”

Irma's heart was pounding, her eyes glued to the white flag that residents usually put up if there was a death in the village. “It looks like they don't want treatment, Wi! Maybe someone's family died!”

The goddess stopped the motorbike across the street from Mr. Dulah's house, then went down to ask the mothers who would enter the shaman's yard.

“Bu .. sorry to ask, Mr. Dulah is grieving? Who died?”

One of the mothers who brought a bucket replied, “Yang died Mr. Dulah, Ma'am! Earlier before dawn .. so the practice site is closed starting today!”

“Hah?” Goddess and Irma were stunned simultaneously. “Pak is dead? What pain, Ma?”

“Lack of tau too, he said last night vomiting blood–trus instantly fainted! Monggo I stay inside first, the body just want to be bathed!”

Irma was stunned to hear the words of the Goddess after the informing mother moved away from them.

“It looks like the shaman who helped Madam Suzan is more powerful than Mr. Dulah, Ma'am! Usually shamans who lose magical war, if not get sick yes die!”

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