Rania's Invisible Search
PART 191 CHANGE OR AGREEMENT?
That night I laid my body on the bed. It felt like my whole body was crumbling, until I was lazy to get up and eat. So I closed both eyes. In my sleep, I dream if Om the God is in the clutches of Candidate Charcoal. And he told me, to deliver a message to Mbak Ayu. If Madam Ayu no longer needs to help her, because her life destiny is over. He must be a loyal slave of Calon Arang replacing Bu Wayan who is now calm in his nature. The look on the face of Om Dewa was very tormented, but he tried to smile in front of me. I don't know what this dream means, but when I woke up there was the sound of drum music and gamelan. I hooked both eyebrows while scratching the non-itchy head. What a sign this is, why I hear music in the middle of the night like this. I saw the clock on the wall, still two hours over fifteen minutes.
"Ah I better pray tahajud instead of going to sleep and having nightmares." My mind is in my heart.
I took the ablution water and prepared to pray. There is no disturbance at all from invisible beings, unlike when I pray tahajud at the top of the banyu dowo waterfall. I read the prayer by holding the prayer prayer prayer prayer prayer prayer prayer prayer bag that was given by Eyang Buyut. Ah I think I really miss him, may Eyang Buyut always in the protection of Allah SWT. In my prayer, I heard the whisper of Eyang Buyut asking me to open the living room and clean everything. Because soon, what Candidate Arang wants is fulfilled, and Mbak Ayu does not need to perform special rituals in that place anymore. But before that, Eyang asked me to talk to Mbak Ayu first so that there is no misunderstanding in the future.
"Subhanallah, what other omen is this, O Allah." I muttered by hooking both eyebrows.
I got up and walked into the dark hallway, my feet stopping right in front of the door of the living room that was always closed. From inside there, I can clearly hear the sounds of gamelan and so on. It's like there's a celebration, and there's a boisterous voice that I don't know who it is. I became ugly minded, lest the God Om who came in my dream is a sign. Could he replace Bu Wayan's position as an immortal slave in the mangrahi realm. As soon as the sweat drenched my forehead, I walked half a tiptoe back into the room. I contacted Mama who is still in Bali looking after Mbak Ayu and Om Dewa. As soon as the phone call was connected, there was the sound of Mama panicking. He was like a nervous and nervous person.
"Ma... Mama why? Did something happen to God?" Ask me with a racing heart.
"Doain aja dear, it was exactly at 12 midnight the condition of Om Dewa drop. Currently still in the care of the Doctor, even though the plan is tomorrow if Dahayu out of Mama and Papa Hospital will return to Kalimantan. But seeing the current situation, we hesitated to leave Dahayu alone. Something can happen, son, you understand what Mama means, right?" Answer my mom with questions.
I just took a deep breath while lowering my head. I close both eyes and recite a prayer for healing Om Dewa. Mama's screams were heard, and they made me panic. I screamed for Mama repeatedly, but there was no answer. Until finally Papa answered my call, and he explained if Om Dewa has been declared dead at exactly 3 pm over 10 minutes.
"Inalillahi wainnailaihi raji'un." Say it with my head down.
Oh, my God, I can't imagine how broken Ayu's heart is. He has been hard-earned to help Om Dewa from the followers of Leak and Calon Arang. But in the end his efforts were in vain, because Om Dewa still had to be a substitute for Bu Wayan in the mangrahi realm.
"Let's Papa call again, yes, your mother is still in shock. We are also confused about how to talk to Dahayu, Papa closes the phone first."
After that I sat on the edge of the bed, and recalled my dream, it was not just a dream. But the farewell from Om Dewa, which I must also convey to Mbak Ayu. But the time is not right, if I tell you this now. I unconsciously pondered for a very long time, until the dawn prayer time came. And when I finished praying, I gave the sad news to Ce Edoh. So that all the neighbors around this house know, if God Om has died. It seems that Ce Edoh was very sad to hear the news, although he rarely met the Om God. Ce Edoh has been working in this house for a long time.
Dret dret.
"According to Eyang, the room had to be cleaned of the black energy that surrounded the entire house. If I could clean up, you wouldn't matter, Mommy?"
"Yes Ran, it's okay. Thank you for repotting." Answer with a loud voice.
"Hmm there's one more thing. The vision I have through dreams."
I told him that Om Dewa had to replace Bu Wayan in the mangrahi realm. That's why, even though yesterday Mbak Ayu can save Om Dewa. But he still had to be an immortal slave in that realm. Now Ayu can only cry sobbing, he did not say anything more. And shortly after, he ended the video call. Because Mbak Ayu had to whistle to bring the body of Om Dewa back to their home in Bali.
"Mbak Rania, this Bu Ajeng needs to be told, right? Even though they seem to have a problem, they are still husband and wife." Ask Ce Edoh who is arranging a chair in the living room.
"Let's just let Ayu Ce make the decision. We just need to prepare a place, for the people who will come to worship. And I'm asking Ce Edoh to help clean the living room behind it."
"Yes, but where is the key?"
"Wait for a reply to a chat from Mbak Ayu first Ce, I think it's the key in his room. But Rania does not know where to put it, later if you have been told Mbak Ayu, Rania open the room Mbak Ayu first."
That morning I was with Ce Edoh to receive guests who came to serve, because there was no host there. So I asked permission from Ms. Rika, because I could not go to the office. I explained if Om Dewa died in Bali, but in this ancient house also received guests who came to worship.
"Loh said you have a promise with the film crew who want to unload the actual death of Dila?"
Gosh darn. I forgot that today there was an appointment with Denis, I immediately turned off the phone from Ms. Rika. Then send a short message to Denis, to rearrange the meeting schedule. No answer from Denis, at least I've told him. Guests came and said condolences. And there was a strange incident on the top floor of this ancient house. There seemed to be sounds of leg-banging, like people dancing to the drum. Because everyone whispering to each other was uncomfortable with the incident. I finally decided to see who was upstairs, why was that person presumptuous in someone else's house. Slowly I stepped up, suddenly Ce Edoh followed because I wanted to see who was stomping on the top floor. But once we got to the top of the stairs, we stopped the steps and noticed who was the person wearing traditional Balinese clothes with udeng on his head. The man had not yet turned his body, and performed a dance move while stomping his feet to the floor several times. Ce Edoh panicked, he held my arm tight. I could even hear her breathing. I pulled Ce Edoh's hand, and asked him to go downstairs. Because I have another feeling with this figure who still backs us. But it seemed Ce Edoh was curious, and he again raised his head up. Then he shouted hysterically as soon as the figure in front of us turned his body.