Married Handsome Pocong
Chapter 39 - Jaranan's Show

Chapter 39 DPT

Seen from a distance the King must emerge from behind a tree. He was wearing a Gucci-brand suit and pants and pantofel shoes. Stepping coolly like a model approaching Risa. The two women gaped to see the appearance of the king of jinn.

"Buset bye! I want to watch a really good movie!" exclaim Ana.

Risa is still gaping staring at her magical husband. Ana rubbed her best friend's face with anxiety.

"Inget him it's the king of the jinn, don't be bucin!" said Ana.

"Huh! You're also the same bucin as the pocong!" sahut Risa's.

"Hi!" greeting King Aaron who has been studying the attitude of cool men doing Korean drama. The man Risa coveted.

"Hi!" greet Risa.

"Why call me? Kangen, huh?" god King Aaron.

Risa nodded. Ana directly hit the head behind Risa.

"We told him to come here to drive the giant out so as not to disturb us" whispered Ana.

"Oh, I forgot, hehehe." Risa then tells her wishes to King Aaron.

Suddenly, King Aaron immediately expelled the astral beings who were about to disturb Ana and Risa.

Gamelan music began to sound when played, boisterous sound of the audience sounds earthy.

"Sa, let's watch!" bring Ana.

Risa immediately took King Aaron to the crowd.

Bayu has taken the front spot. Ana and Risa also moved to the front after successfully cramming through the human crowd who both wanted to enjoy the front event.

"Stop, yeah! I'm tired of seeing the jaranan first!" Jaya stops the two kuntilanak who are after her.

The two ghosts just laughed.

"Watch from the top of the tree, yuk! VVIP," said one blonde.

"No, ah! Afraid falling! You guys are the ones over there I'll follow .. sometime." Jaya grimaces and then follows Ana.

Audience cheers opened the entrance for six female dancers in full suits typical of jaran braids dancers. They ran small to the middle of the field. Then they bowed in salute to the audience. Accompanied by gamelan music and drums that were sown together, they began to wander around the field.

Risa and Ana start to be excited by mimicking the movements of dancers when shaking the body. The dancers perform graceful movements while following the rhythm of the traditional music that flows through the center of the event. Music that breaks the silence of the night.

Not far from where Bayu stood, there was a man who tried to tease Ana. He took a sip of the cigarette and occasionally exhaled smoke into the air, letting the puff fly into Ana's face. Suddenly, Jaya idly hit the cigarette butts of the man with the mustache until it entered his mouth. The man then coughed.

Jaya pulls Ana closer and hides behind her away from the striped-nose men. However, there was a man who looked at Jaya with a grinning smile. One who becomes one of the players can see Jaya.

"Something can see me" Jaya whispered to Ana.

"Yes, you have slipped not until later you are put in a bottle" said Ana.

"Emang yes? Is there a pocong put in a bottle?" ask Jaya.

"No idea, I'm just talking hehehe," said Ana.

There was a grandfather standing beside Bayu and Risa. He told me about the dance of the braids which for him was never boring. In the past, when he was a child his father had brought him to watch the show despite having to hide, afraid if his mother found out because his father did not hesitate to spend money to menyawer dancers.

In the jaran braid dance, the dancers are commonly called dayang. The ladies were prepared as the opening act to attract the attention of the audience, especially the striped-nose men. The striped-nose men always smile with satisfaction when giving money to one of the dancing ladies.

Things like this seem to bring the grandfather back to that time. If you remember, the last time he watched the performance of the braid jaran in person was when he was still in class sitting in junior high school.

"Seru very, yes," said Bayu while recording the show with his cellphone.

"Your phone is blurry, you know, it's not the focus of the tape!" chirps Risa.

"Let's not at all" said Bayu.

"Oh, not clear!" it was Risa who put her head on King Aaron's arm.

The audience's view is now on the women who are still dancing in the middle of the field. The jaran braid dance is commonly held at major events. Usually they are invited to entertain the celebration of famous people in an area. The dance is full of magical philosophies wrapped in stunning action from the players. The jaran braid dance is known so widely not only from the side of ancient customs, but also from the spiritual side.

It is said to hold a jaran braid event accompanied by certain rituals. A tradition that is believed by the surrounding community as an exorcist of danger, bad luck, and misfortune. But it's all just a myth. The audience also never knew about things that were far beyond the limits of reason. According to the grandfather, the braid is only one culture, a culture with entertaining dances without any other additions that can never be understood.

"Mystical things that magic exists. But do not let me meet, amit amit," said the grandfather.

Around him are many magical creatures. Even Jaya and King Aaron are behind him as well as supernatural beings.

"Kok, I'm afraid of the father" whispered Bayu trying to avoid the gaze of the leader of the players.

"Relax, he looks like that. He's my friend" said the grandfather.

Behind the leader named Badrun there is a throne occupied by a man wearing black clothes and a subordinate of rags. He was the prospective village head who paid for the show.

The dancers who had finished performing their talents, then bowed in salute to the man named Badrun. Then he left the main field.

The audience is waiting for the next show. The man beside Ana threw out a cigarette butt then stepped on it. His eyes were turned to Ana's figure and watched closely. Jay pushed the man down. The man then accuses the person behind him of pushing. The trouble started happening. However, it did not last long. Mr. Badrun's aides immediately broke up and calmed down. Securing the running of the jaranan show.

"Thank you, dear," said Ana, wrapping her hand around Jaya's arm.

"You're staying at Mbah Gayo's?" ask grandpa to Bayu.

"Yes, Kek," said Bayu.

"That sari's a kasian to be invited to marry Mr. Badrun. Even the horrors want to be maksa," said Grandpa Sapri.

"Heh, how brazen is Badrun! That little boy don't be bullied!" sahut Bayu's.

"That's how Mr. Badrun is. Wanting to have money so arbitrary," said the grandfather.

Their eyes were now on the man carrying a barrage of braids made from woven bamboo laid around an iron barrel filled with blazing fire. In front of the horses that were laid, there was a smell of incense.

Grandpa Sapri then told that the smell of frankincense, it was a sign that the leader of the devil was inviting supernatural guests or astral beings who could not be seen by the eye to enliven the event.

"You hold it, Jaya! Do not be tempted to enter the event area to be their slave!" King Aaron gives Jaya the strength to survive.

Suddenly, Jaya hides behind Ana for fear of getting carried away and becoming a slave in the show.

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