INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
SKID 6

“Jelangkung.jelangkung, come to my party. Came not picked up, did not return home in between” so the sound of the verse that comes will bring the spirit

But apparently, actually it is not a ritual mantra jelangkung. The words I heard at the time. More scary. Darker.

“Hong Hiyang Ilaheng Hen Jagad Alusan Roh Gentayangan Ono'e Jelangkung Jaelengsat siro Wango Ning kene Ono Bolon'e Siro Wangsul Angslupo Yen Siro Teko Invisibility Wenehono Tondo Ing Golek Bubrah Hayo Enggalo Teko Pang Rupundango Hayo Angslupo Golek Ingdang..Being..Be present! ” so the sound of the spell

It was the night of Jum’at, where I had been playing all night with friends at the mosque and headed home.

My name is Iis, a village boy not far from the settlement of the city, it may be difficult to tell the city because this happened 20 or 21 years ago.

Where towns and villages are still a wilderness, only rice fields and shady trees on the muddy ground.

Urban culture is still not increasing, there are still many people who believe in occult science and so on.

Including my grandfather and neighbors, I still bond and believe in the myths of the subtle-creatures.

“saiki wis teka, arep talk what lan nggawa kurban” sound from a friend grandfather

Appearance like a shaman and having supernatural abilities, nearby alone was like there was a dark aura enveloping.

Sitting under a large tree, they are both ready to perform a ritual, using a doll made of coconut shells, in use clothes, and the prepare a variety of offerings.

The mystical aura was very felt to the streets, I who accidentally saw also run non-stop.

But the voice of the summoning somehow could not stop buzzing in the head, with the thick Javanese language like my grandfather's friend's head dizzy while running.

The road at that time there was only muddy and muddy land, it was certainly difficult to pass, whether it was walking or using a vehicle.

On the right and left sides were only cotton and coconut trees, large and tall, covering the moonlight shining down on the ground.

“Srek..srek..srek!”

Strange sounds from the bush and the top of the tree became more and more, I kept running but uncertain, when it was almost home.

I saw someone sitting on a gas pipe, next to the house, his face covered in hair, but I didn't care and kept running.

“kowe melu me?”

A Javanese word that I can understand, I firmly answer,

“I ora melu kowe!”

For a moment I realized, waking up from sleep, there were already many people swarming around me, and realized I was home in the morning.

“You can apo-apo Is?” ask grandpa

“Iyo cake, this ado apo?”

“So malem you passed out on the road, sukur biso wake up, next time ati-ati” advice grandfather

My grandfather's friend came closer to him, looking at me, although a bit crowded but I could hear him slowly, he said,

“your daughter sing obeyed dedemit”

I remember everything that happened that night, and in my heart I blamed my grandfather and his friend who played Jailangkung while I was there.

But it wasn't the first time that strange events had appeared in our village, moments ago and now everything has changed.

Dedemites such as kuntilanak and pocong often appear on the outskirts of trees, as if waiting for humans like prey.

Genderuwo also shows its existence, many people who see themselves often cross the road and disturb people driving.

Then tuyul and pig sprawl became a topic and curse in the community, where they have often stolen the money of others.

Dedemit hunting was rampant at that time, where everyone was looking for who was the mastermind of the theft.

Luckily my grandfather only made science immune and guard, not to steal but only to protect himself. But I still keep thinking is it right or wrong?

SLIP 6....FINISHED