The Enchantment of the Pelintrik

Treatment of Mbah Suro

“Mbak ... come on in, we are called the same assistant Mbah Suro!” The Goddess patted Irma's shoulder that did not stop shaking.

“I-iya, Wi!” sahut Irma's. His voice was as hoarse as that of a person who had difficulty speaking. His increasingly heavy body began to stiffen and difficult to move.

Dewi helps to repair Irma's body, assisted by Mbah Suro's assistant. “Come against the influence of the genie who does not want to meet Mbah Suro!”

“Heerrrmmm,” replied Irma not clearly speaking. His body shook violently and consciousness decreased slightly.

Arriving in a special treatment room, Irma was placed in a special chair provided for Mbah Suro patients. Dewi then told a brief story about Irma's complaint to the psychic and handed over some medical requirements to her assistant, including a photo of Beni and Irma.

Mbah Suro is thin-skinned, tall with unkempt sideburns, about fifty years old. Her appearance was a little 'horrible' as her cheekbones bulged out, while her eyes were sunken inwards.

“Mbak .. This is Mbah Suro! He will treat your pain, if the usual assistant mas called Mas Bagus!”

Irma just nodded stiffly because it was difficult to talk, difficult to move and difficult to think clearly. However, his giddy eyes implied hatred when he saw Mbah Suro.

Mbah Suro stared intently at Irma. In the next few seconds, Mbah Suro began to recite mantras and prayers.

"Give me the sacred water, Gus!"

"Snap, Mbah!"

After receiving the water in question, Mbah Suro splashed it into Irma's face.

"Thunder, Gus!"

"Snap, Mbah!"

Finished with a splash of water, Mbah Suro punched the logger (a broom containing several lydi) into Irma's back and legs.

Surprisingly Irma was just silent, not reacting to anything. The woman felt no pain as she should have.

"Go! This isn't your house!" the Mbah Suro's. His thumb pressed Irma's forehead – expels with her supernatural power.

Irma really felt weird. He realized that there was no change in his body after being dealt with by Mbah Suro! His body remained stiff unable to move. Only his eyes were glaring furiously at Mbah Suro who continued to mutter and beat his body slowly with a broomstick.

"You want to fight Mbah Suro?" asked Mbah Suro starting to get impatient. I'll hurt you if you don't want to get out of Irma's body.

But there was no pain that Irma felt. There is no sense of torment like when Irma treated to Pak Dulah. Irma only occasionally growled to show dislike because Mbah Suro was bothering her.

"Get out!" Mbah Suro suddenly snapped and hit his broom hard on Irma's back. Can't believe that his mantra, prayer water and genie beater had no effect on the patient.

“What the fuck are you?” irma shouted suddenly, with a loud and heavy voice. He stood up, seizing the broomstick used to drive away the genie in his body and smashing it with both hands without any difficulty.

Mbah Suro and his assistant retreat, while Dewi immediately steps aside because Irma is completely overpowered by the genie residing in her body.

“Hahaha .. You know not, from earlier you were talking about reading my mantra it was just itching. It's just ticklish when you hit this broomstick!" Irma hurled the fallers towards Mbah Suro.

Irma approached Mbah Suro, pointing at the old man's face with a pompous look, "Heh, you fucking shaman! Don't you dare blow your capab in my face if you don't want to do harm!”

Good to get out of the room quickly. "Snap, Mbah!"

Irma paced around in the room with her hands ruffled by her waist. “Already ... Suro! You won't be able to kick me out of this body! Your science is still too shallow (low) to take care of a problem like this!”

However, Mbah Suro did not stop praying and reciting the mantra until the oil brought by Mas Bagus came. Mbah Suro immediately sprinkled the prayer oil into Irma's body with his fingers.

“Hahaha .. I said also what, want to use oil or oil even, want you to read the prayer until the apocalypse will also not have results. This oil just makes my body a little itchy, Suro!” jeered genie in Irma's body. Both of his hands mimicked the movements of the monkey scratching his body carelessly.

Finally, Mbah Suro spouted water from his mouth towards Irma, then went forward and caught Irma's hand. Assisted by his assistant, Mbah Suro forced Irma to lie on a mattress on the floor.

Mbah Suro recited the mantra long enough and pressed Irma with all his strength until finally the patient was weak. But the subtle-creature in Irma's body was not successfully removed.

Mbah Suro lets Irma sleep – breaks inside the treatment room, awaited by his assistant. "Gus .. later Miss Irma when you wake up, give drinking water as usual !"

"Good, Mbah!" Good to be polite.

Mbah Suro invites Dewi out to speak four eyes. "Let's talk outside for a second!"

"Where, Mbah?" ask the Goddess with worry. As the Goddess knows, Mbah Suro is not a paranormal nut. Mbah Suro has a pretty good name in the shamanic world. He himself has been handled Mbah Suro when getting a witch from his first wife – who incidentally is his own friend.

"I make it a pity just to pull her husband home! If about the genie that lodged in your friend's body, find another shaman who can more! I don't want to risk any harm if I force myself to help your friend. The jinn sakti in your friend's body was nourished by a shaman from the eastern tip of Java. I can't handle it!"

Feeling no better choice, Dewi accepts Mbah Suro's offer. "Alright, Mbah! Most importantly, my husband Irma is coming home! The others can follow!"

Mbah Suro assured Dewi, "If that I guarantee it can, my pellet science will not be rejected by your friend's husband. Pity pellets are my forte. You just wait here, let Irma rest for a while inside."

The goddess was left in the living room, while Mbah Suro went into another room to perform a different ritual. Mbah Suro returned to the Goddess thirty minutes later.

"Give this to your friend, have him keep it in a safe place that no one can find. Especially when her husband comes home!" Mbah Suro gave a white cloth package the size of three fingers.

"Good, Mbah!" The goddess nodded, receiving a talisman containing a photo of Beni, Irma and other conditions related to the pity pellet. From the bag of white cloth was the aroma of cantile blossoms and incense of flowers.

Mbah Suro also provides powder like clove crumbs wrapped in small plastic clips. "It's for Irma's shower after here. May her aura open and radiate strongly, so that her husband may feel it later tonight."

"Good, Mbah! So the results can be seen later tonight, Mbah? Yesterday it was actually her husband coming home, but back to the woman who was bullying him!"

"That's the main problem, the naughty woman can melt herself, so the efficacy of the pellet is getting stronger every day because it is replenished continuously! But if the witchcraft that attacked your friend is not from the pelintrik, the Sundaal woman uses the services of another black magic shaman. When viewed from his energy, the shaman who sent courtesy to your friend is not just one person!"

The goddess stroked the chest, concerned with the fate of her best friend. "If Ms. Irma let go of her husband, can the witchcraft be removed?"

"Nothing is impossible. Your friend only needs to meet the right person, because I know the witch that lodged in his body is a vicious type – evil creatures contracted to kill. So he won't get out before his target dies."

The goddess swallowed her bitter-tasting spit, "It's evil that's her opponent, Mbah?"

"Yes, this is a very bad game. May your friend be strong until he finds a cure!"

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