GENK DUDA ACUTE
3. Shamanic Ballads

“Who to look for?” A woman's voice rang out from behind Dean's back.

“What?!” shouted Dean. He who had said that the place was not creepy even made the three men in front of him move in panic and hit the door of the house.

Toni who stood the front one managed to make one door hinge come off. Although he did not fall down, he turned his head in anger at three men who immediately stood upright with an innocent look. Everything is justifying the location of the clothes.

Dean, who was at the very back, had tidied his hair and put one hand in his pants pocket.

“You stay here?” dean asked the young lady who greeted them from behind earlier. He did throw a glance. But the corner of his eye was able to scrutinize what the woman was wearing thoroughly.

It's understandable why Dean reflexively looks back and tidies his hair. The woman who greeted them was quite young. It must be Toni's mother's spiritual advisor's son, Dean thought.

“Yes, I live here. That's the door ...” The woman looked at the drooping door leaf in an awkward position.

“Aman—aman, don't worry about that door.” Dean pulls smile line ‘killer’ it.

“The real mas?” ask the woman.

“Of course not, that bule Mas will be real.” Dean grinnedly looked at Toni who was throwing an annoyed look.

“Sorry Ma'am, is this really Bu Asih's house? I was asked to here—”

“Bene. This is Bu Asih's house. Let's go in,” said the woman cut off Toni's remarks.

“Open no?” tanya Sky looked down at her shoes.

“Open dong. Never lived in what village?” sergeant Dean.

“Emang never Nyong, lo who is now a resident of Beringin Village bini lo.” The sky elbowed the body of Dean who had just removed his shoes and entered following Toni.

“Gue thought the shaman's house would be serem,” whispered Dean in Rio's ear.

“Possibly sleek in front. There must be a special place. And I want to hear from now. Lo don't talk about the macem-macem am dukunnya. Uh his spiritual advisor means I—”

“Dukun—dukun, the quack's name. Hihihi ..” Dean giggles at cutting Rio's speech. He looked pityfully at Toni who was following the young woman into a room.

“Mouth lo De ... don't get us kicked out again because of mouth lo.” The sky reminded me. They've all been pretty tight dealing with people because of Dean who can't hold his mouth.

“Iya—iya anjir. Satisfied?” Dean stops his steps in the hallway of the house when he sees Toni disappearing from view.

“Psst,” call Sky points to the room where Toni disappeared. “We'll tell him he's alone?” ask Sky.

“Two ama cewe earlier? Cewe was Bu Asih's son, right?” rio asked looking at Dean.

“Yes don't know, yes we don't have to go in. There was once a hold-hold ritual of Toni.” Dean is back.

“Si her mind dog,” Sky's tirade then come chuckling.

“Yes, we're out for a walk. Let her be at dalem.” Just now Rio was hanging his arm on Dean's shoulder, the door of the room behind them was opened.

“Pssst! Wanna go where? Temenin I...” whispered Toni looking her head out of the door.

“Ogah .. lo yourself aja deh,” reply Dean shook his head.

“Please ..” whispered Toni weld then she peeked inside and said, “Sorry, a minute Yes Bu ...”

It turned out that the room entered by the young woman was just an empty room with a plastic mat that was stretched out just like that. There was no one else in the room but the four of them and the young woman who was sitting on the wall in front of a large basin filled with water.

Toni Sitting at the front also faced the basin. Behind him, Rio and Sky who were still holding a snack sat facing Toni's back. As for Dean, sitting cross-legged at the back while leaning casually against the wall. Despite sitting at the back, Dean's position was slanted to the right, straight facing the young woman.

A moment of sitting in silence, Rio and Sky started to fidget a little looking back as if checking Dean if he was still in the room.

“We wait for Bu Asih ya?” Dean finally opened his voice. The room felt stuffy and the light of yellow lights that seemed to be deliberately lit to cause a mystical impression began to bore him.

“I Bu Asih,” replied the young lady.

“Ha?!” Except for Toni, everyone's making a sound. Toni slightly turned her body to the right and threw a glance at Dean which meant ‘diem lo’. Dean closed his mouth.

“My name is Asih, why? I don't fit so shaman?” cynical Asih who does look too young for his profession. He was 20 years old when his mother died and took over the profession in order to survive by utilizing the petty mind of humans.

“Shaman? But he said—” Dean's words were cut off along with Toni who turned back to look at him. Dean's back on his feet. Rio and Sky also twisted the body back and gave the gaze of ‘mouth lo!’.

“I just started right away ...” said Asih took a grapefruit and started slicing the orange over the basin and dumping the slices into the water. “Ehem! Look at this,” said Asih pointed to the basin.

“Ya?” said Toni a little confused along staring at the piece of orange floating inside the basin.

“Mas is often worried. Doubtful to decide everything. As a man, don't be like that. Can be seen from the pieces of orange that move away to here,” said Asih pointed a slice of grapefruit on the water with the tip of the knife.

Dean looked straight at Asih. There is no need for shamans to judge that Toni is a man who is very wishy-washy. If you just want to hear that, Toni is more appropriate if you go to his ex-wife. Wulan must have known more about Toni's behavior that caused her to be sued for divorce in just 6 months of marriage.

“Two slices of orange are here, meaning there are two women who put their hearts with Mas Toni,” Asih said.

Just be right. Five slices of oranges Toni must have believed. Toni is too handsome if only two women like her. It pays only to draw conclusions by judging the general things. Dean glanced at Toni who was seen tapping her finger on the knee. Expression of impatience. That is, Toni actually does not believe in the thing that has just been said by the sweet woman wearing a sarong in front of her. Dean snorted loudly.

Asih stopped talking and stared intently at Dean. “I learned this kind of thing not carelessly. Mas don't like it,” cynical Asih to Dean.

“Eh what the hell! What am I talking about?” sergeant Dean won't take it. He who was very sultry in the stuffy room stood loosening the knot of his tie.

Immediately Rio and Sky also stood up.

To Be Continued

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