Accompany Me to Die
Mas Dukun Joko's

Nayla was still drowning in her room, but Dar faithfully massaged the young doctor's soles, giving her wind oil at the temple. The blood on his nose had already stopped after the son's doctor gave him the medicine.

"Bak Nay, soy sauce huh?" asked Dar with a worried face, Nayla just smiled.

"Mok, the wound's been treated?" 

"Udah use Betadine the same plaster, was the doctor who helped use mbak."

"Ooh," Nayla looked down at Dar's mbok face, she clearly saw the middle-aged woman's face in her recognition. 

Mbok Dar is hiding something but what? Is it related to the appearance of Wak Dadan just before he fainted? Or mbok Dar has a special relationship with one of Wak Dadan's wives. 

Aah, my head is dizzy thinking about that?! 

Nayla regrets her ability to see the past. The ability that makes him have to deal with unnatural things. If you can choose it is better not to have any ability or be sensitive. Nayla just wants to be an ordinary person, a normal doctor who helps society.

The sound of the bird of love again sounded loud, breaking the silence of the night. Nayla and Mbok Dar looked at each other. 

"Bok, that bird again! It's been heard twice today."

"Two times non?" mbok Dar's face paled, Nayla nodded.

"Why mbok? So scared." anyway." Nayla was a little surprised.

"Ah, um, that's okay with Nayla. Don't think about it. I hope nothing strange happens again." 

It seems right mbok Dar knows something, hopefully my guess is wrong. Inner Nayla again.

"Well, where'd you go, how quiet?"

"Doctor Putra sama mas-mas police again muttered around the village."

The night grew colder and fog also began to surround the village. Nayla accompanied by mbok Dar chatting while waiting for the entourage of doctors Putra back home. 

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Mr. Tarmiji, the son's doctor and one of the members named Rizky walked down the village road to the east. They do not want to join with other residents to patrol but visit Joko shaman mas which he said was most powerful.

Along the way Mr. Tarmiji many stories about the giprah mas shaman Joko. In addition to his young age, Joko shaman mas also helped many neighboring villagers in terms of ghost eviction. You could say Joko's shaman is an undeniable expert.

Hearing the explanation at length Tarmiji sir like the marketing team of Joko shaman mas, Rizky chuckled amusedly. Honestly, he does not believe in the name of a shaman. Although he believes that these subtle creatures exist.

"That's the doctor's house!" Mr. Tarmiji walked ahead.

Rizky pulled the hand of the Son's doctor, "Sir doctor sure you want to come here? What's the need?"

"I'm not sure about Rizky, I just want to protect Nayla. Earlier this morning there was a strange incident that made Nayla frightened plus the same incident earlier. I am not calm."

"Yes but why also to the doctor? If you want to take care of doctor Nayla I can also take care of him! I'm sorry I didn't mean to interfere, we just got to know and I don't know what the problem is either but Nayla doesn't seem to agree that her father came here." 

Rizky is new to Nayla but the young doctor catches her eye. He watched Nayla while they were inside the old house. Rizky knows Nayla has advantages and she also heard that Nayla does not like everything that smells of shamanic practices.

"Thank you for the advice, but let me try it first. I want to know what the Joko shaman meant to ask Nayla to come for what. True for ruwat or any other covert intent." The Putra doctor reasoned.

"Sir doctor, you police officer! Come on in already awaited the same mas shaman!" Mr. Tarmiji exclaimed from the porch of the shaman's house.

The two followed Mr. Tarmiji into the house owned by the Joko shaman. Shaman mas house is not like shaman house in general, looks modern and tends to be luxurious when compared to the houses of other villagers. 

There are no strange displays such as keris and other mystical things like the famous shaman's house. What is clearly displayed are only photos of the Joko shaman mas with some of his patients, ranging from village heads to terrace officials. Whether the edits or not are clear the photos look natural and reflect the greatness of the Joko shaman.

Rizky noticed one after another photos neatly arranged on the walls and also the wooden cabinets. His eyes were drawn to one of Joko's shaman's photos with one of the women. Rizky's forehead is wrinkled, it's like knowing the woman in the photo.

"This woman …,"

Deheman's loud voice from inside the house made Rizky and also the son's doctor turn his head. Mas shaman Joko came in a casual dress without removing the agate attribute and his black root necklace. He stared one at a time at his guests.

"Did the doctor not come?" ask her with a frown.

"Sorry, Nayla is busy so can't come here" replied the son's doctor lying.

"What a pity, even though tonight the fall of the count is right for him." he was annoyed, the corner of his lips went up and twitched a constant twitch.

Rizky almost laughed at the expression of the shaman if only the sound of his cellphone did not interfere, he said goodbye to answer the phone for a moment. 

"The shaman, I wanted to ask you about this morning. Is that true, the boy …,"

"Hard? Really, the doctor doesn't believe it? Naturally, a pinter who believes in ghosts. Aye right?" Mas shaman Joko quipped the son's doctor and only responded to a smile by him.

"I believe it's just why some ghost would want to harm Nayla. Is that dangerous?"

"Because the doctor is special, he smells, wong I like too!"

Mr. Tarmiji frowned, "What about, mas shaman? Do quacks like doctors?" reload Mr. Tarmiji make sure.

"Eeh, I mean who doesn't like Nayla's doctor, it's pretty, pinter, too..," the Joko shaman stopped his speech, he was speechless.

From the very beginning of Nayla's arrival she had already put her heart into it. The young woman with the title of doctor made the male soul of the shaman thrash. He who feels at home instantly fascinated by the smile of doctor Nayla who he secretly noticed when Nayla made a visit to the residents.

Joko shaman mas house located in the higher plains makes it easier for him to see the activities of the villagers. Slamet, his loyal errand boy, is always assigned to stalk Nayla and give her a report on the young doctor's activities.

The son doctor smiled faintly, now he was sure that Nayla's words had a point as well. Fortunately, his daughter is smart so it is not easy to be trapped by a witch doctor mas guise. 

The conversation continued again with the discovery of the second corpse, Adi. Rizky had joined and he also asked the mas shaman who was said to be very powerful. 

"According to the shaman mas, has nothing to do with these two cases of death?" ask Rizky a prank.

"Ohya could be a cop. Maybe you didn't realize that Sukir and Adi both worked for Dadan?" 

Rizky began to be interested, Joko mas shaman although his ability is still difficult to accept but the analogy he accidentally gave has given a little information space. 

"Then?"

"Yes try to think for yourself continued, my time anyway! If I have some new money to help!"

"Hhhm, kirain sakti taunya just tip end of money!" grouse Rizky.