BLACKSMITHING
Troubles in the market

The next day Agus' body was buried not far from his residence, Agus who left a 17-year-old son and his young pregnant wife.

Sobs broke when Agus' body was put into a burrow.

“Patient, pity your husband if you cry on him,” said Lastri wife of Ki Damar.

“I can't help Mom, if I have to lose Mas Agus.”

“Nduk no trials given by God beyond the limits of his servant, it looks heavy if not already lived,” Lastri who advises Agus' Wife while hugging.

A few hours later the Agus eaters had finished the villagers and Agus' family left the cemetery and returned to their homes, including Ki Damar and his wife.

“Bu make the Father of coffee,” pinta Ki Damar who sits on the terrace of his house.

“Iya Pak.”

Lastri went to the kitchen to make her husband's coffee. After finishing making coffee Lastri delivered to Ki Damar and accompanied her husband sitting at the side.

“This is the coffee Sir.”

“Thank you Ma'am,” chirps Ki Damar while drinking coffee made by his wife.

“What's up Sir, how does it look like so much is being thought of?” ask Lastri.

“Bapak confused Bu, lately in our village many experienced oddities, Mr as Kades here thought. From the loss of our child, then the ari-ari who suddenly disappeared continues the loss of Burhan the Tinah child and the latter Agus died unnaturally by the mouth, he said,” Ki Damar who explained and exchanged opinions with his wife.

“Pak maybe it was just a coincidence. After all our village never had an enemy always safe and secure sir, it might just be a test that God loves for all of us.”

“Hopefully Ma'am, but I feel there is someone who is indeed adhering to black magic.”

“That banish your prejudices, just pray that nothing strange happens again.”

“Iya Bu hopefully.”

Ki Damar and his wife began to feel strange in his village but they both did not want to be bad to think first.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, Barjo is busy selling vegetables in the market.

“Sayurnya Bu,” Barjo who offers his sales to everyone who passes in front of his trading.

While busy selling and offering to passers-by, suddenly a group of market thugs came and asked for money to every trader.

“A-forgiveness, my trade has not sold. I can't give you a deposit today."

“Ahh, how many weeks have you not deposited, you want to mess with the old man with Den Tejo the owner of this land huh?” he said with a harsh tone.

The three thugs ransacked the Old Man's merchandise, were trampled, thrown and vandalized. Even the Old Man was beaten and persecuted by them until the Old Man's wrist was broken.

There was not a single person who dared to approach the Old Father what else helped him.

Barjo who had been upset to see the incident also voiced while cleaning up his endless merchandise.

“Why are older people still you torture?” chirping Barjo.

Hearing Barjo's words the thugs went up black and approached Barjo.

“Heh ugly! Dare you to us, where's your deposit!” bentar the thug.

“For what I give my money to you,” said Barjo

“You're looking to die, finish him off,” one of the thugs of the head thug ordered.

The three of them trampled on Barjo vegetables, not only that they were not satisfied and tortured Berjo beat Barjo until fresh blood came out of Barjo's mouth.

But strangely Barjo did not feel any pain at all even though he had vomited blood Barjo just laughed just sitting on the ground.

The three thugs were already very tired of beating Barjo, but he just laughed and smiled as if he did not feel pain.

Barjo who was just silent got torture and blows to the thugs he did not want the villagers to be suspicious of him so Barjo just kept quiet.

“You're a crazy person! let's go free we teach this lunatic,” said the thug and left Barjo sitting on the ground.

“Ha-ha-ha, the three of you will die. Kill the three of them,” muttered Barjo inwardly telling his man from another realm to kill them.

After the three thugs left Barjo began to stand up and approached the Old Man, not making small talk again Barjo took the broken Old Man's wrist, slightly massaging him after that he wrapped the hand of the Old Man with banana leaves and went to pick up his wares and returned home.

But the strangeness reappeared when Barjo no Old Man felt no pain anymore, finally he opened his wrist wrapped by Barjo earlier and sure enough.

The Old Man's wrist returned to normal with no bruises or swelling. The villagers who knew about it were shocked.

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