Hawa Waha
Meeting with Waha Puspa

At every step I took in menurini the stairs like there was the sound of a whisper of a kind of whisper of a mantra.The sound reminded me of the hisis of a snake when it was ready to peck its prey.

On the way down the stairs there is no illumination at all but strange I can easily go down well without slipping. I realized that moving my body was my subtle instinct and I allowed my body to walk according to the direction of my feelings.

And it turns out that when I got to the floor under a different atmosphere, in almost every corner that looks like a cave there is a torch lighting. If there is a torch, it means that someone comes and lights it. Who're they?

Arriving at the end of the basement room was heard the sound of chains being pulled by something.

I looked at it, my body suddenly trembled.What was there? hewankah or what?

"Birendraa..come here" I heard a woman's voice calling me from the corner.

I did not dare to go there, as if my body was glued to the ground.My sweat went down to wet my chest that was not wearing a shirt. My heart is pounding.

"Don't be afraid.Remove your fear, let go of all the bad thoughts in your brain and come to me" he said. His voice echoed in that underground chamber.

Worried, I ventured to approach. The sound came from a space. The room was shaped like a holding room, there was no door only a scrap metal trellis covering the front.

Arriving from the dark part of the room I heard a chain being dragged, I took a few steps back. My heart is pounding.

From behind the dark space appeared one long-haired woman's face, her clothes shabby. On both feet near the heel there is a chain wrapped around, the chain is tied to the wall.

The figure of the woman approached but since there was a chain that bound the padlock she could only approach up to a distance of 2 meters between me and him.

With one hand he wiped his nose. I saw him smile a little but what I noticed the most were his eyes. At that time my fear was gone even I felt sorry to see his condition, I don't know how much he was shackled there.

"At last you found me.thank you" said the shabby woman.

"Who are you and where am I?" I was a little panicked.

"I got word yesterday from the wind that you as the owner of Jantring Mas keris were present and took the kris from a saint who was in Balidwipa"

"Oh yeah, what does that have to do with you?"

"The kris is the only key that can release me from the shackles of this chain.Kris it belongs to my father, he has been deceived by Gusti Karnia the leader of an evil sect called the Serpatya sect. The story is long but in order for their sect to grow stronger their black magic they have to kill my father..He invited my father to a dinner and that night he was killed and he took the keris"

"So the kris I keep right now is actually your father's?"

"Betul.keris actually did not want to be held by Gusti Karnia and several times the kris refused to kill people, he said, so angry was he who took me as the successor of my father's descendants in this cave and I was sworn I would not be able to die and get out of this prisoner unless someone opened it with that dagger"

"Why am I the holder, does it not belong to my father?"

"Before death my father once said that one day a descendant of the kingdom of Medang East Java will rediscover the keris and he will release the magic Gusti Karnia" answered the woman.

I thought, I am indeed of East Java descent even though both my parents are from Jogjakarta but their grandfather is from East Java.

"You must be careful! Do not let the kris taken them.I have seen some figures of their followers have reached your place.save the kris is good, because you are the one who will free me"

I remember seeing a long-haired black figure standing under a mango tree.

"Go home to your face, and soon they will come here to check on me. Give me your hand"

Without hesitation I stretched out one hand. The woman put something in my hand.

Save this flower, if you want to come rub it in your eyes. Now that you've cleared your eye, don't forget about me here.

"Wait..what's your name?"

"My name is Waha Puspa.quick curry out near the Ayung river you apply jasmine flowers to your face huh..See you later Birendra"

"Thank you Waha, I'll go home first"

Then I went up the stairs and opened the big door.

But just as I was stepping towards the edge of the great river down there I heard the voices of people speaking Balinese.

I looked back and saw a group of people dressed in black with spears in hand walking towards the big door where Waha Puspa was being held.

One of them saw me walking from the direction of the 2 statues towards the edge of the river. The man immediately shouted..

"We, nyen cai ?!"

I ran straight to the river and there I kissed the jasmine in my hand. Somehow the story goes, in an instant my body disappeared.

Not long after I woke up from my sleep, I looked towards the new hour at 3.45 as I remembered I fell asleep and went into the subtlety at 3 o'clock exactly. Means I was there 45 minutes.

I turned to look at the keris beside me, sukurlah keris was still there. However, in my right hand I grasped a jasmine flower that Waha Puspa had given earlier.

My mind drifted out.is all this true and not just a dream? But, if it's a dream why am I holding a jasmine flower?

Oh my God, how come that woman is trapped in there.I should be able to get her out of that prison.

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"Halo Suarta has Gusti's uncle's cell phone number?" I said day.

"Yes there.why? What's going on?"

All those weird things I told you about in as much detail as I could. I even took a picture of a jasmine flower and sent it to him.

"Wooh! I'll share uncle's cell phone number for a minute.you should call him to talk about this matter"

And then when I told the same thing to uncle, he was aghast to hear it.

"As absurd.how did you get through that other realm?"

"Either uncle.I myself was confused but also pity the figure of the woman. And the most worrying is the appearance of a black figure in the backyard of the house.Who is he?"

"Uncle himself knows less..If you can go back in there, ask how to get rid of them"

"Good uncle.tomorrow I call again my plan tonight I will go back there and this time I will bring this keris"

"Key heart son.do not carelessly enter another nature"

"Good uncle"

That was my last conversation with them..

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