Assumption
Timbrels

Sungkem here is not like at a wedding, huh? But yes is like saying do'a-do'a, sitting down.

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Disa noticed from the window of her room that was already dark, she only opened a little gap, according to her it was impossible for her master to perform a strange ritual, who can know from a story that has been passed down if someone does devil worship may not be as open.

Surely they will do in a secret place that will not make others suspicious, right?

Perhaps true if the master was only maintaining a hereditary inheritance, Disa's grandfather also did the same.

Disa noticed Kanjeng Ibu like the leader of the event, he stood at the front behind him stood Mr. Hanubi and Mr. Irwan.

Madame Mariska was with Ms. Sumarni behind them.

Kanjeng Ibu splashed water containing flowers on the copper bowl that Yanti also prepared.

Then he went up the stairs and rubbed one pole at a time there, and finally he took a tray in the hands of Madam Mariska who was preparing and placed in the middle of the gazebo.

Can see now in the tray was side by side like many foods, but it is not clear what shape it takes.

Then she also took a bunch of roses from her husband's hand. That was the rose that Yanti had bought earlier.

Finally they all sat on the ground that had been lined with carpet, who did not prepare it.

Because Disa had not seen that when she entered her room. Only Kanjeng mother, husband and child sitting together, while Mrs Mariska did not move much, because she was still sitting in her wheelchair.

While Bu Sumarni was still standing, holding a tray containing a ceramic cup that had been cleaned by mbak Fatmah.

When sitting together they put the two palms that are valves into one in front of their faces, really like the era of the kingdom where the aides ask for blessing, but the difference is the gazebo.

Deg......

Suddenly it seemed as though they were awakening, not the gazebo they were worshipping, what might be something that was there that they were worshipping, while thinking that way, what might be, all of a sudden, his employers all stared at him.

Disa trembled, the palm that was holding the sword was soaked with sweat, at a glance Disa could see if there was a figure of a large creature with black color sitting there, the sight of Disa's eyes suddenly blurred, and the eyes suddenly blurred, and he doesn't feel anything anymore.

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The next morning Disa woke up with a shivering body, she was already on her bed.

The new yanti after the bath was about to wake her up. And saw Disa seem to curl up in the cold.

"You've woken up to your Dis— why?" ask Yanti.

"I did semalem faint Yan?" asked Disa who was trying to remember what happened last night.

All she remembers when she saw her employer's show was suddenly blurred and dark, and she had nightmares.

"What fainting, your people sleep first before me really, just fitting in the night, you ngigo call your parents," replied Yanti.

He also stood up and leaned against the wall. "The hell Yan, the feeling of me watching their show," she said.

"Yes but you haven't slept next to me for long, I haven't slept you've been snoring first!" yanti replied astonished.

Indeed, shortly after the arrival of Bu Sumarni Disa still kekeh want to see the activities of their employer, but not gradually long he even went to sleep, maybe boring thought last night.

"You look pale Dis? are you sick?" asked Yanti in a row, she also put the back of her hand to Disa's forehead.

"I feel a bit dizzy Yan," replied Disa, and indeed Disa felt unwell.

She remembers seeing her employer's show last night, but she forgot what happened to herself.

"Yes, you have rested, I will say the same to Ms. Sum" said Yanti, who finished combing her hair.

He was also blocking his hands. "Do not let me drink anget tea also meningan," he replied.

Can not want if only 3 days of work he has permission to get sick, after all this is not how much, he decided to immediately take a shower so that his body can feel fresh.

"You've been hit by the plague, so let me ask you, have you called your parents yet? that's why you ngigo call them on," asked Yanti while giggling.

"Geez yes."

Can also immediately take the device in his closet, and sure enough there is a message coming in from his friend sari.

*Can you pick up the phone?*

That is the message of Sari.

Disa also immediately called Sari, grateful there was a signal today, actually Disa wanted to take her car out of the room, to find a good signal, but she did not dare.

"Hello Sar," he said, relieved that his phone was connected.

"Sorry yesterday I was busy, so I'm not good to call you" he said.

Across it looked Sari replied with a long grunt.

"Sorry, would you please tell my mom? I'm fine, here the signal is hard, your message just came in."

"Yes," Disa answered Sari's question.

"Yes I want to work again, if there will be a signal, later tonight huh Sar? I'm gonna call mommy."

I don't know what Sari said was seen if Disa giggled, and she immediately turned off the phone.

Yanti who saw Disa had looked better also asked, "Where are your parents Dis?"

"Good Yan—" while laughing. "Father to leave here because 3 days I have no news," while sighing.

"You, of course, you have promised to contact them, then you forget your promise, yes so it will be rep-rep while sleeping," said Yanti at length.

"Yes Yan, I feel guilty, thankfully I can ignore them, even if not directly, but I'm sure my parents must be relieved to know I'm fine."

"You're lucky to have a phone, and my salary must have been sent to my family in the village." Yanti is indeed the backbone of his family, in addition to having to support and finance his younger siblings in school he also had to treat his father who had long been sick with lungs.

"Well I have a hape, then you can borrow some peace," replied Disa encouraging.

"Thank you Dis? Now take a shower, later help me clean the gazebo, because our employer must have a chat there about breakfast," ordered Yanti.

Disa nodded and picked up a change of clothes to clean herself.

He was curious about his employer's activities last night, and curious about what happened.

When Disa passed through it, the gazebo was still tied to the red cloth in its pole.

Trays containing offerings were still there, and rose petals seemed to be scattered there a lot.

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