TUMBAL SEVENTH

Telephone

“You sure?” I'm ascertaining.

“Of course. I never mess with my words.” Rani replied confidently and somewhat irritatingly.

“Oke, alright.” I had to agree. There's no other way. Hope Rani can be trusted.

“Who is he?” ask Bayu while sitting down.

“Rani,” reply Rani before I introduce her.

“I Bayu.”

“Suami Mela,” added Rani.

Bayu glanced at his wife, then returned to the fight with Rani. “Kok know?”

Rani just smiled faintly. Then look towards me. “I need something.”

My forehead frowned. “What?”

“Something I can use to convince your husband that I am your friend. Maybe I'll need that later,” said Rani with a somewhat rancid expression.

“12-12.”

“What is it? Year-end discount, huh?”

Hearing Rani's apocalypse, Mela and Bayu's laughter almost exploded. Not with Sania, it looks like she's still dizzy. Sania was more silent, while supporting her head.

“Hurry up, pick up my husband! He's in danger!” I can't joke in a situation like this.

“Yes, okay, but tell me first, what's that number? So I can explain if your husband asks!”

“You have no intention of tricking me right?” I looked at him fixedly.

“Oh, come. I'm not that petty. Anyway, I'm not interested in your husband.”

“I hope, I can hold your talk.”

“Of course! Nothing is more important to me, than as soon as possible to tell my family where my skull is.”

“Ya, okay. Ii'm sorry. That's our birth date, although it's different months, and also our wedding date.”

“Learnest. Amazing!” exciting Rani.

“Quick pick up my husband!” seruku.

“Ah, yes, alright. I almost forgot.” Shortly thereafter, Rani disappeared.

I kept monitoring my husband's movements. Bayu asks about who Rani is to his wife. And Sania, she just kept quiet, still holding her head.

Mela rubbed this back strengthens and gives me peace after talking with her husband. I'm still monitoring my husband's body. His eyeballs moved wildly to the left and right. Then, have a few more convulsions for a while. I don't know how many times I checked his pulse. The more alarming, the pulse is getting weaker. I'm getting panicked.

“Why not come back yet, anyway?” dumel.

“Patience, Ran!” Mela is still faithfully rubbing her back.

“We wait a while longer. If you have not returned too, let me follow them,” said Bayu full diligence. Mela nodded in agreement. I looked at the two of them in turn, then went back to observing my husband's body. His aura is getting pale. I'm getting scared.

Amidst the panic, Sania suddenly vomited again. “This smells what?” he said while holding back nausea.

“You what it is?” ask Mela. I reflexively tried to sniff out the smell that Sania meant.

“The smell of carcasses mixed with .. a kind of jasmine flowers,” Sania replied and continued vomiting again.

After all, the three of us looked at each other. It's a sign of danger. I started to feel a negative aura approaching.

“This is bad,” said Bayu lirih.

“Do you also feel it?” I asked while staring at Bayu, then turned to look at Mela. And they nodded.

“We moved my husband's body to the ground!” exclaim Bayu panic.

“Can't! If the body is moved, my husband will be confused!” I said forbid.

“Ah, yes, you are right too. How to?”

I shut up and thought. Mela is agitated, even with Bayu. Sania just came back from vomiting.

“Now, changing fragrance. More precisely ... like a new grave,” Sania said with a look of fear. Even his hand gripped my arm tightly.

“Sial! They're getting closer. How'this? While moving the body of Tirta to the ground is impossible!” Bayu restores her hair, frustration maybe. Mela's getting restless.

“What's wrong?” ask Sania. It's impossible to explain to him. Besides being able to scare him, it is better to think how to protect my husband's body to be safe so as not to be hijacked by the evil astral creatures.

“We make a circle around the car!” Bayu and Mela agreed with my idea, and without a second thought we immediately worked together to make a circle on the ground using tree branches.

“What's there to come?” ask Sania lirih. Apparently, he's starting to understand. I turned to her for a moment, then nodded before finally refocusing on making another circle.

Finally, the circle is complete. Once again, the three of us checked to make sure the circle was in a perfect line, nothing was broken. Safe. Perfect circle. We continued to cast a spell while walking around the car. Right in the line.

When we finished, the three of us got in the car and closed down. Call on Sania not to get out of line no matter what. Sania nodded obediently. He sat in the back seat, curled up to his knees in fear as he continued to chant the prayers he could.

“Ran,” Sania said softly, when suddenly the wind blew fiercely flying the leaves, breaking the branches. Voice rumbles. The wind whirls around this car alone.

“Quiet yes, San. Keep reading prayer!” I said half a scream, my voice swallowed by the wind. Sania nodded, then lowered her head and closed her eyes, then returned to chanting a prayer.

While me, Mela and Bayu form a circle with their hands around my husband's body while casting a spell of rejecting the beam. Provides double protection. The wind continued to center, the car to shake. So also with one door that we left open, precisely at the tip of my husband's body, the door opened and closed in the wind.

Back there, Sania sobbed in fear. He did not dare to raise his head and also opened his eyes. His head was hidden in between his thighs, his prayers growing louder as the wind speed increased. The next minute, the wind slowly subsided, then completely stopped. Silent. There was not a single leaf moving.

“What's all over?” tanya Sania broke the silence.

“Come,” Reply Mela.

I went back to check my husband's pulse, it's still safe. However, very weak. Its bad. If Rani does not bring him back immediately, it can be fatal as a result. I didn't think it was all like this.

“Do you think Rani can be trusted?” my many. I think my hopes are starting to thin. Not my hope for my husband, but for Rani. I began to doubt whether my decision to trust him was the right one.

“Hopefully, Rani can indeed be trusted,” said Mela.

“But, I'm not sure,” timpal Bayu shriveled, and got the elbow and sharp gaze from Mela.

“Aaak!” screams Sania when suddenly the car turns left and right. Again, Sania chanted a prayer. Me, Mela and Bayu too. This time, I blocked my husband's body from falling into the seat, helped by Mela and Bayu.

The car is moving uncontrollably, even I think it's shifting. I can't detect what kind of creature this is. My energy has not yet recovered.

“Mel, can you detect their form?” Mela answered with a sledgehammer.

“In fact, I also can not detect their form,” Bayu said.

“But, why can I feel like there are so many creatures circling us?” sania said, she did not dare to raise her head.

The car stopped moving. Bayu immediately came out to make sure the car body is still in the line.

“Sial!” aspir Bayu after seeing the position of the car. I can guess, someone's out of line.

“The front shift out a little. We should push him back to his original position!” said Bayu upon his return from checking.

“What's not better to make a circle just now?” advice Mela.

Bayu. “It's not a good idea. Not the matter of the circle, which I fear this can cause confusion in the tribe Tirta.”

Ah, yes too. True what Bayu said. Shifting a little bit the layout, it will be confusing for my husband's tribe. It can prevent or make it difficult for the tribe to re-enter the body. I think that's what the damned demons are for.

“Alright, let's push it back to its original position,” I said excitedly.

“No, you are here to keep Tirta's body from falling. Let me, my wife and Sania.” Sania nodded in refusal. The look in his eyes implied a great fear.

“Please, San, we will try to protect you.” Mela tried to convince.

“Please, San. Please!” I begged, and finally Sania was forced to agree. The three of them put the rest of their strength into it. It took a while, until finally the car returned to its original position. Mela, Bayu and Sania had to sweat.

Again, the wind blew so hard that it broke a limb as big as an adult's arm. The branch crossed the line we made. Bayu swiftly got rid of the branch before it was used as a bridge to break through by astral beings.

“Luckily you move fast. Too late just a little, we can concede,” said Mela. Sania shrinks.

The wind stopped, the atmosphere was still. There was no sign of the wind returning. I can breathe a little. I was aghast when suddenly my phone rang loudly breaking into silence. ‘Madam Carla’ name of caller listed on floating screen. Without a second thought, I picked up and told him about our condition.

“Yes, I can feel you guys in danger, so call. Let me help you call Tirta, stick this phone to her ear!” the Edict of Madam Carla.

I glanced intently at Mela who brushed my hand away as she was about to stick the phone into my husband's ear. Mela pointed at the signal area. Ah, shit, I just realized the signal's empty. So, there's no way Madam Carla can call here.