THE OWNER OF TUYUL

HENDRA

Hendra is the 4th generation of a man named Dajali. Dajali himself was the one who would rape the ambu at that time. But his evil intentions were not carried out because there was a brother who helped the ambu.

"But hasn't he died in your story before? How could he have a descendant?"

" Look, Dajali was one of the three young men who wanted to rape the ambush and was beaten by the brother at that time. Both of Dajali's friends were good people before but he became bad because of Dajali's incitement. Since the case of a fight with Abah, the two friends of Dajali experienced trauma and they both repented to do the insult again.

All three had quite severe injuries. Upon arriving at their homes, their families immediately treated the wounds. Dajali, who is an only child, is cared for by her mother, a mother who sees her child injured when she cries. And advised his son. While both of their Dajali friends are cared for by their younger sisters and older sisters. They were like Dajali's parents, crying and advising. To make both friends of Dajali to repent. And no longer do the despicable things, which might harm the crowd.

When they had recovered from his illness, Dajali tried to go to both themes, unfortunately he got rejection from both. Dajali came home disappointed.

Arriving at home, Dajali shouted to his mother.

"Where's my food! "

he ran from behind to his son, "this is your food." stretched out rice with sweet potato leaf vegetables without side dishes.

" This is mak ! The real thing is, cook no side dishes, only rice and vegetables. You know, I'm a human, not a goat ! "

"Patience to you, son.... After your father died 3 months ago you couldn't give you the food you wanted. I always bring your favorite fish. While our chickens have been cut almost every day for your side dishes to eat for 3 months. "

"Boy is too much of a reason unlike my father who loves me ! Or don't don't because I'm not your biological child ? So you can also just as easily as me, after the death of Daddy hahh...!"

"No boy... My mom loves you very much. You know you don't have any kids besides yourself. Make your mom a real mama's son ."

"Lied ! All your words are lying ! I don't believe it at all ! And I don't want this obscure food either !" with a face full of anger and slamming the plate he held "pranggg.

With a tearful face, "this is the child I have loved all this time? " he said while stammering.

Dajali who was still upset then pulled a sharp weapon from his waist. Dajali blasphemed the mother who had been raising and caring for her from a baby without mercy.

Mamak Dajali died instantly with many stab wounds in the abdomen.

"Who is Dajali's son? "

"I know you're gonna want to ask me about this, my wife. Be patient and listen to everything."

" heum" while nodding.

"Looki Dajali is actually a demon king drop. Dajali was born from a woman who worshipped the demon king. The farmer works as an employee****, he will get a lot of money from the striped man. She had purposely allied herself with the Demon King to keep herself beautiful and attractive. The demon lord supported him but on condition that he should willingly be tricked. Yep... Just to give birth is not to take care of her.

When Dajali was born, the woman placed the baby Dajali in front of the house. The one who was deliberately chosen by the Demon King to take care of his son. The man was a couple who could not have children. At the age of 10 years of marriage they still crave the presence of a child in his home.

Since then, the two have been caring for Dajali from infancy to growing up. They always give what Dajali wants. Even they are willing to do everything for their son, Dajali is like a king in his house. But since his father died, his old mama can no longer give Dajali what he wants.

Until the Dajali kill his mother without mercy. Not only killed him, Dajali also cut his mammoth body into pieces, then he washed and everything he boiled. Including the part of the head that he burned first his hair, then boil it.

"i'll eat well .... Mamac... Mamac... The same child himself is stingy." while revealing a smile on his lips.

Dajali House is on the edge of the village whose distance is far from the houses of the citizens, so that the terrible incident was not known to the residents.

Dajali who is still vengeful with Jaka and Ningsih, he keeps trying to get revenge. Then he went to the city and left his village. In the city he met an old man.

"Where do you live? I noticed from earlier just sitting pensively under this tree. It's gonna be night ."

"i don't know where you're going, I don't have a home or a family here. My parents are dead. "

"let's go with my father to my father's house?"

"well sir, accept it a lot."

They then walked towards home. When they arrived at their house, they told each other.

"it's a cup of coffee, have a drink, and eat this pot of rice !"

"thank you sir ... But this is more than enough. You live alone? Earlier introduce my name Dajali... "

"oh yeah.. Dajali son you call me father just think of me as a substitute for your father. I lived alone after my son and wife died. "

"yes sir I am very happy to finally have another father. But why can the father's wife and children die?"

" my son committed suicide because his speech was rejected by a girl named Ningsih who lived in the village. As for my own wife, she continues to suffer the pain of continuing to mourn the passing of our only child. A month after my son died, my wife died. "

"sorry to me .... I don't mean to make you sad. But I seem to know Ningsih she's a beautiful white girl whose beauty no one matches, right?"

"It's okay everything's gone but it just still leaves the pain. It seemed like it was the same Ningsih she was an only child and her parents were quite respected in the village. "

"Yes sir it is the same Ningsih. My love was rejected to make my mother die." looked down and sad face.

"Why can you refuse, son? Shouldn't he be big now?"

"yes, my sick mother wishes I had married soon. And I also mengapar Ningsih but what I received was a rejection because I was from a poor family. Hearing his rejection made my mother's heart crumble until it breathed its last."