Kadarsih (Lintric Pity Pellet )
Episode 10: The Night of Gripping 2

"What's the matter, Cel?" Mak Onah does not believe.

"Truly, Mother," he said, "Workers named Karman are also often disturbed,"

"How's it bothering you?"

"They showed themselves. With a creepy look, it smells like grilled meat. Ih, just really serem deh," he added again.

"Oh, serem too!"

"Boncel, you don't just talk. Pamali, Ncel!" mak Onah.

"But, these are the facts, Mom. Boncel is not making it up. The proof is that Mr. Moustache himself directly met with the figure," said Boncel.

"What's the matter, Mom? What's with the Kadarsih kids?" ask the mustache. He did not know about the fire. Because when the incident occurred, Pak mustache and his family returned home to Solo.

"The House of Kadarsih is on fire. And the children of Kadarsih became victims in it. Somehow the story is how, suddenly the house just burned," explained Mak Onah.

"Astaghfirullah's. Tragically the fate of Kadarsih. Then, where's Kadarsih himself, Mak?"

"Eitherway. People kicked him out of the village. Those who have no feelings have already expelled him," isak Mak Onah, recalling the incident one week ago. Mak Onah wastes her rough breathing.

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A woman opened her eyes. His man looked around the room. A very foreign place to him. A very simple wooden hut.

He tried to get out of his sleep. But there was a sound of someone opening the door. The sound of the door creaking violently, really very ear-shaking.

"You awake?" ask a middle-aged woman. Dress like an ancient Javanese. Wear kemben and Jarit cloth to cover the bottom.

"Where am I?" tanyanya.

"My house," he answered flatly.

"S-who are you?"

"His. Call me Nyai Suketi" he replied.

"Drink this" he said. Pouring one cup of black water, the smell was very piercing the sense of smell.

"What's this?"

"This is a special potion that I made myself for the recovery of your body," he said still flatly, "Drink!"

"Bitter" cried Kadarsih. Squinting his eyes held a bitter and bitter taste in his taste buds.

"Don't spoil!" snapped it.

GLEKK ...

Darsih looked towards the woman. Middle-aged woman, with a flat face. But still looks at the face of the woman. Darsih shuffled from his sleep in a sitting position leaning against the wooden wall. He was observing the surroundings. There's a wooden table, with oil lamps on it. A sign that this house does not have electric lighting like other houses.

"Who's your name?" ask Nyai Suketi.

"Kadarsih, Nyai,"

"Why do you want to kill yourself?"

DEGR ...

"How did he know I was going to kill myself?" his inner.

"My-me ... !" not yet finished forwarding his sentence, Nyai Suketi cut it off.

"Is it because of men?" tanyanya while applying yellow cream on the body of Kadarsih. Kadarsih just according to it without asking, what cream is poured on his body.

"No, Nyai. I felt alone in this world" he replied, "Both of my children died in the fire tragedy. And I was expelled by the villagers for a slander. And my ex-husband, I ... !" Darsih shed tears remembering what all the residents and her ex-husband had done.

"Then, what do you want to do with those who have insulted, reviled, bullied, slandered, expelled and abused you?" nyai Suketi asked firmly.

"Return all their treatment mercilessly," Darsih replied with mounting anger.

"good. That's what you have to do to teach them a good lesson!" he said, "Only pain and death do they deserve to heal your wounds and your pain!"

"But, I don't know how, Nyai? How can I repay them? I'm just an ordinary woman," she said.

"An ordinary woman can be extraordinary if you have the determination and the courage to be an extraordinary woman" she said.

"His name knows how?"

"Know," replied Nyai Suketi with a nod of his head, "I will teach you something if you have determination, guts, and a strong mentality!"

"Yes, Nyai. I want. I was determined to repay them all. Reply to my heartache!" abugn.

"good. Then you must heal first! I'll teach you!" abugn.

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One week passed, Kadarsih was able to get out of his bed. His body tasted good, after drinking the herbs that Nyai Suketi gave him. Whether it was what potion, Darsih did not know and did not want to ask. His body felt extremely fit, and his jet-black skin was gradually white and smooth.

"What meal did Nyai Suketi give me? Why is my skin getting lighter and lighter? It's so weird" he murmured.

Kriettttt ..

The sound of the door creaking opened, his steps looked heavy. There was the sound of heavy objects being dragged to the kitchen. His high curiosity made him have to know what really happened.

Nyai Suketi took out his hunted animal from the large sack that he had dragged earlier. A live cemani chicken. Then nyai took a long machete. He slashed the chicken's head, spewing blood from the chicken's neck. Nyai raised the chicken to be equivalent to its height, then the blood of the chicken that poured profusely, he drank. The fishy taste sucks, making Darsih's stomach nauseous. He also decided to go back to the room.

Nyai returned to Darsih's room with a small bowl. He put it on the table. He looked at Darsih, and commented a smile.

"Sih, Later tonight is the right time" he said suddenly.

"I mean, Nyai?"

"Night Friday Kliwon. It's a good time to teach you a science of pellets" he said.

"Your pellets?" Darsih is still confused.

"Yes, pellet science. With that knowledge, you can save anyone you want. Even with this science you can take all your revenge,"

"Yes, Nyai. I will," replied Kadarsih pleased.

"Drink this!" have Nyai Suketi offer a small bowl of fresh chicken blood.

"What is this, Nyai?" it smells so fishy. Makes the stomach of Darsih like stirring.

"Blood chicken cemani," said Nyai Suketi. By drinking this, demons, jinn, demons and other subtle creatures will like you" Nyai Suketi explained with a smile. There was a reluctance to drink it, but Nyai Suketi continued to force him to drink. Closing his eyes, and closing his nose, Darsih forced a thick, red, fishy-smelling liquid into his throat.

Nausea broke out, let alone the rest of the blood in his mouth. Makes him want to bring back that colored liquid. Nyai Suketi gives ginger as a fishy neutralizer in his mouth. That way the fishy taste is disguised, with the spiciness of ginger in the mouth.

"Later at night get ready for a flower bath. You need to be ready, Darsih!"

"Yes, Nyai. Darsih is ready," he replied.

To be continued .....

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