
This morning we together went to the address given by Aunt Ajeng. I deliberately borrowed a motorcycle belonging to one of my colleagues, so that me and Mbak Ayu more freely looking for the address of the smart man. Armed with the address we matched on Google Maps, we finally got around the location.
"Excuse me ma'am, I'd like to ask you where is Mr Tubagus' home address?"
"Oh this adek-adek want to seek treatment or there needs to be something else? let me deliver, I happen to be new from there asking for directions with him. Because my son's motorcycle was stolen, so I want to know who and where the thief is now" said the middle-aged woman.
Ayu and I looked at each other, not knowing what to answer. I also tried to divert the conversation, and asked what the person we were looking for had long been deep into his practice. The mother explained that the man named Tubagus was already famous, and had many customers.
"He can help solve various problems, anyway many have come to him. It's not wrong to ask for help."
We arrived at a traditional house with a large courtyard parked luxury cars. On the left side there is a pendopo that many people are sitting in line. I asked the mother why so many people were sitting in the pendopo. According to the mother, who was sitting there were people who were queuing to meet with Mr. Tubagus.
"Well, why did you ask us to come straight into this house?"
"You're lucky to have met me, I'm a distant relative of Mr. Tubagus, so I'll take you to meet him without having to go through that long queue." clearly, pointing towards a pendopo filled with people.
I hooked both eyebrows feeling familiar with someone sitting in one of the pendopo chairs.
"Let's go to the deck please go inside." said the mother as she opened the door.
I was still thinking about the person sitting in the pendopo earlier, somehow I felt familiar with his face. Suddenly Madam Ayu elbowed my arm, she raised her chin to code me. Apparently Madam Ayu knew that I was thinking about something. I just shook my head, making him wonder what I was thinking.
"Welcome to the successor, what makes you come all the way to see me Dahayu?" said a man who wears Balinese udeng and a matching colored sarong.
Ayu rounded her eyes, surprised to learn that the man sitting in front of her knew who she was.
"No need to wonder, I'll explain to you."
Tok to tok.
The sound of knocking on the door stopped the man from continuing. A woman wearing a veil went inside between the mothers who brought us earlier. The man asked the man to wait in the side room. And when she lifted her head to greet Mr. Tubagus, then I knew if the woman was the wife of Mr. Markum. We were both shocked when he looked at each other, he walked hastily following the steps of the woman in front of him.
"Why did Mr. Markum's wife come here?" my heart is full of questions.
"So this is Dahayu" he said exhaling a long breath.
Mbak Ayu breathed a long breath, he said he wanted to make an exchange of performances. But Pak Tubagus even chuckled at the words of Mbak Ayu. He felt he should have done it himself.
"I don't have the ability to do that, sir, just protect myself as much as I can. Because I've never done anything for Charcoal Candidate, so he doesn't let you have that kind of power."
"Alright we do it right now before midnight, but the exchange will succeed if Candidate Arang himself chooses his offerings. In other words, someone you unconsciously think of, he's the one who's going to replace him. Take care of your mind and don't get me wrong thinking of something that will make you regret."
They prepare to perform the ritual in an enclosed room. Since I don't have any interests there, I have to wait outside. I see Mr. Markum's wife is still in the side room with three other people.
"Mom's still here, yeah, I think I'm home" I said, greeting the woman who drove me to this place.
"Oh yes, I was asked to help guests. It just so happens that today you have a special guest, so the others are asked to wait."
"If I could know what the woman wearing the veil would want to come here?"
"Well, do you know?"
"Don't know the mother, just curious because the woman was the first I saw in the house earlier."
"I also do not know the deck, but the mother often came here for protection from the Father. He said there was a ghost who liked to disturb his family. What I heard from the Father, the mother was in the same ghost as the spirit of the person she had once harmed. Yes the name is also deck man, there is good there must also be evil. He himself has misbehaved people but is afraid of being haunted. Actually Mr. Tubagus did not want to help the mother deck, but he kept begging every time he came here. Because it does not have the heart to finally be helped as well, but the ghost is still wandering around it. Maybe because it's still a grudge, his spirit's falling away."
I was stunned to hear the mother's words, I didn't think she would tell me this much detail. Though I only slightly fished it, apparently this mother is the kind of mothers who like to gossip with others. But at least I was lucky to get this information from him.
"Dek Rania right?" someone said greeting me.
And when I turned back, it was Mr. Markum's wife who came to greet me.
"Well, this mother knows you well?" ask the mother surprised.
"Hmm no kok ma'am, I happen to be a journalist who once covered around the place where this mother lived. That's why I feel familiar with this mother." obviously I make the mother a bit awkward, because she felt bad to have gossiped about Mr. Markum's wife.
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