
"You don't have to think about things that are not-no, my brother is sometimes like that" said Azam.
Alia simply nodded, she tried not to take any more dizziness with her sister-in-law's attitude. When the two of them were busy chatting, suddenly Arsya's crying voice was very loud until it was heard into the house of Azam.
Alia immediately invited Azam to see the state of her nephew. When they arrived Fajri was still holding Arsya who was crying loudly, he was confused about how to calm his son.
"Astaghfirullah Arsya why Mba?" ask Azam who also panicked.
"I don't know, it was fitting Mba would lay in bed suddenly he immediately cry like this" said Fajri.
Azam immediately took a glass of water and recited some prayers. The water was then applied to the jellyfish and also the face of Arsya who was crying, soon he became calmer even though he had not completely stopped crying.
"Thank you Azam" said Fajri.
"Sama-sama Mba" Azam replied.
Alia was still speechless as she kept looking at Arsya, she tried to get closer and tried to touch the boy.
When Alia had touched Arsya, suddenly three female figures appeared surrounding the little boy.
The three figures have different forms, one is shaped like a grandmother by using old school kebaya and also rags, all of his hair was already dull white with a very thin and somewhat stout body, his face was also full of wrinkles like a person who was over a hundred years old, the grandmother seemed eager to take Arsya away, her gaze so sharp when she realized that Alia could see her form.
The second is in the form of mothers who dress almost like the grandmother, they are both like mothers and children who are trying to wrest Arsya from her mother.
And the third form of a small child who looks the same age as Arsya, the figure of the little boy looks constantly teasing and invites Arsya play, Arsya, and that makes Arsya cry continuously without stopping because it continues to disturb the figure of the little girl.
The three of them were now looking at Alia with a very sharp gaze because they did not like any human being to realize and be able to see their existence.
Actually Azam can also see the three female figures, but the three do not feel threatened when humans of the male sex who saw it.
"It's a bit difficult" Azam said slowly.
"So you've seen them?" ask Alia.
"Yes"
"Not if you know their weaknesses!" answer Alia.
"You mean?"
"Emm is there an empty house near here? it looks like yesterday Arsya played a run to the empty house page" said Alia.
Fajri felt very surprised to hear Alia's words, because it was very appropriate, even so Fajri felt astonished because Alia could tell if there was an empty house near here, alia had only lived overnight in Azam's house and had never traveled far in the area.
"Why are you suddenly asking about an empty house?" ask Azam.
Alia sighed, she explained to Azam that it would be useless if they tried to expel or treat Arsya in various ways, because they were not those who came to disturb, he said, but Arsya herself comes to them, so they will be angry when Azam and his brother try to expel them.
Azam also said that he had never seen anything like it before. Usually when a small child is disturbed by invisible creatures, Azam or his brother can easily drive away the disturbing creatures.
"We have to find out first what makes them can easily be near Arsya" said Alia.
Alia again approached Arsya, he just kept seeing if there was something strange that might be on Arsya's body. Soon he realized that Arsya's right hand had been clenching like he was holding something.
"Mba, this is his hand since last night like this?" ask Alia.
"Yes, I don't think too much because I think it's just a normal thing" Fajri said.
"Here we go!" alia said while taking the object in Arsya's hands.
"What's that?" ask Azam.
Alia shows a white stone that is oval in shape with a very smooth surface like it has been rubbed with a smooth finish.
"Astaghfirullah, I did not realize that since Arsya was holding the stone yesterday, I can not imagine if it was accidentally swallowed" said Fajri.
The shape of the stone was small enough that no one realized that if Arsya grasped the stone in her hand, Alia then gave the object to Azam and told him to return it to its original place.
"So where did it come from?" ask Azam.
"In the right corner right in front of the house, there is an ivory bamboo tree (yellow bamboo), there is the place" said Alia.
Fajri again felt disbelief because Alia could really know about the details of the empty home page.
"You've seen that empty house before" Fajri asked Alia.
Alia just shook her head while rubbing Arsya's face that had begun to calm down.
"But why do you know about the house?" fajri.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence Mba" Alia said with a smile.
Meanwhile Azam quickly walked to the courtyard of the empty house and put the white stone to where Alia had told him, as soon as he finished he immediately rushed back to Fajri's house and saw Arsya's state.
"Assynogaic"
"Walaikumsalam. how? returned already?" tanya Alia who went straight to Azam.
"Have it been, how's Arsya?"
"It has started to calm down, he has just fallen asleep" Alia said.
*****
In the evening Azam and Alia prayed in Azam's room.
When Azam finished waking up and releasing the peci he was wearing, he then looked towards Alia who was still wearing mukena.
"You why? how do you see I'm rich?" alia asked who was troubled by Azam's unusual gaze.
Azam then walked toward Alia slowly, while Alia was still standing astonished when her husband just kept silent while looking at her.
Slowly Azam began to reach for Alia's face hook and let go.
"What do you want?" alia asked who looked nervous, her face flushed red and her heart was beating so fast that she could not move her body.
Azam put the face on the floor and now there was Alia who was not wearing a veil. Alia lowered her head and felt embarrassed, as this was the first time she had not worn the veil in front of her husband.
"Masyaallah.." muttered Azam slowly.
Azam's gaze was fixed on Alia's hair that glittered with golden yellow because it was always colored by Alia.