BLACKSMITHING
Tejo Vanity

Mbah Sirah took the pocong rope that had been given by Tejo, he wrapped the pocong rope with a black cloth and then dripped the remaining chicken blood cemani.

Mbah Sirah began to recite the mantra again, he added more incense into his legs. Smoke also billowed the aroma of frankincense mixed with fishy blood burst into the entire room.

Sometimes Tejo closes his nose because of the pungent aroma.

Mbah Sirah began to lift his palm as if he was giving an energy to the pocong rope.

“That's on your arm and don't let it go!” the Mbah Sirah Order.

“Good Mbah,” Tejo took the pocong rope that had been ritualized.

With great confidence Tejo smiled and felt that nothing would bother him including Barjo.

“How much is the dowry Mbah?” ask Tejo.

“You just bring it, I just help.”

“What? Don't be so this money for Mbah,” Tejo thrust a brown envelope that looks quite contained.

“Good if you give me will not reject it,” Mbah Sirah smiled.

“With this amulet you will avoid all the pain and interference of delicate creatures but, you do not be surprised if the owner of this pocong rope is looking for you,” said Mbah Sirah.

“Ah ... Easy it Mbah the most important I have this talisman now,” said Tejo relaxed.

Tejo and his subordinates said goodbye to Mbah Sirah, with a very calm feeling Tejo returned to his village.

“Firman we stop by the market first,” said Tejo.

“Tumben Den, what do you want to buy?” ask Word.

“I'm a landlord, what's wrong?” tejo ketus.

“Ti-not Den just usually Den Tejo told others to monitor,” said Firman.

“No need! Still early in the morning they must be busy trading. This is the right time to withdraw dues,” Tejo said.

Until they got to the front of the market, Tejo got out of his car and immediately asked for dues to the traders.

“Where is this week?” he said while extending his palm.

“This Den tejo,” said the trader while making money.

Tejo walked from merchant to merchant until he saw Barjo who held his wares below without renting a place.

“But I don't have enough money to rent a place yet,” said Barjo.

“Ha-ha-ha ... Poor old man! Lift up all your wares! Here can only trade if rent a place!” snapped Tejo.

“Look at you later if you can still laugh like that Tejo,” Barjo murmured inwardly.

BRACKET!

Tejo kicked Barjo's merchandise, some of Barjo's vegetables scattered to the ground.

“Sorry Den, let me pay rent for this father,” said a sembako merchant.

“You don't interfere!” snapped Tejo.

“What is this?” Briptu Ardi suddenly appeared.

Tejo's eyes lead to Briptu Ardi who was not wearing his police uniform at the time, he planned to visit Tarsim aka Barjo.

“Who are you? New guy?” tejo said haughtily.

“Means?” ask Briptu Ardi.

“Do not act stupid! You don't know who I am? I'm Tejo the owner of this land!” he said with arrogance.

“Oh yes? Do you already have a market processing license?” ask Briptu Ardi.

“Fuck with permission! This is my land is up to me what I want,” Tejo said.

“It is better to take care of the permission first before I will report this to the regional office! Because I see you asking dues at very high prices and this is a violation!” briptu Ardi.

“Man who is he?” ask Anwar.

“If you look around he looks like a cop who handles cases here,” said Firman.

“Den Tejo should we tell you!” anwar.

Anwar approached and whispered something to Tejo.

“Den we better just go home, it looks like he's the cop who's on duty here,” whispered Anwar.

“Why didn't you say from earlier!”

“Ya stop! I'm lazy to argue with people like you, let's go!” tejo said to Anwar and Firman.