MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
EPISODE ELEVENTH

"Mbah Toro is a magic shaman in this village. Even the name is fragrant to other corners."

Ali took the story of Susannah's mother seriously. His wife's name is Mr. Satan.

"But since the arrival of Mbah Kandut, the atmosphere of the village has always been hot. So too with the weather. We are often hit by prolonged drought. It hardly rains. Plus a source of clean water is very hard to find even though we are trying to dig a well up to hundreds of meters!"

"Well, the villagers must have been very difficult at that time, huh Ma'am?"

"That's it, Ali!"

"Continue, Ma? What's going on?"

"The dispute between them had a very bad impact on us, the villagers who knew nothing and understood nothing. Until one day, the peak was the feud between the two with a duel against science one-on-one."

Ali looked at Susannah without blinking.

"The spiritual science is both equally strong. In the end, both were defeated only by the power of the Supreme Lord. Thunderous lightning snatched the two up,"

Jelegerr...

Sontak Ali and Miss Susannah were shocked to death.

The lightning suddenly became deafening and almost made the two of them jump out of shock.

"Looks, God doesn't want the story to be retold!" mother Susanah said with a frightened face.

"It's probably just a coincidence, Mom!" timpal Ali who is actually curious about the level of the god with a story that is very interesting to his heart.

"anyway soon? Mom go to the kitchen first. Check the stove first!"

Ali swallowed his saliva.

This village is full of mystery.

Face's tense. He looked at the quiet and deserted highway. Only the occasional breeze hit his tapered face while looking left and right.

Why is this village like a dead village? Why is there no sign of community life in general when this village has access to a highway that is much better asphalt material compared to the suburbs of Jakarta?

Dada Ali rustling.

Looks like he felt his hair goosebumps. And.

Pock

"Astaghfirullah, astaghfirullahal'adziiim!!!"

Ali almost jumped from the bamboo bale where she was sitting when a hand tapped her shoulder a little hard.

"Hahaha... You're a cowardly guy?"

"Ketti!?"

Ali's eyes bulged. Keti.

"Sorry, sorry! Hehe... Don't be mad!"

"Gee! Fortunately you are a girl. If it's a man, I've hit my reflexes for sure!"

"Hehehe.. sorry, Ali!"

Keti sat next to Ali. His smile is still expanding.

Lo beautiful, Ket! Sweet smile. Make the heart go adem. Ali muttered in his heart.

"Breakfast? Wantsome? Same rice as a ceplok egg!"

"Can deh. But the eggs are two little nya huh?"

"Well? Lots of requests!"

"Hehehe... Can ya?"

Geez! The cute! Style Keti koq fashion on a cute sweet pampered cat?

Ali laughed a little.

"Mom! It's one more, make Keti but ask for two eggs!"

"Yes!" there was a voice coming from inside the little house of Mr. Satan.

The wind came back a little bit.

The rain slowly fell and the lightning once again boomed.

Mr. Satan was seen running in a row from the south of the road. The rain made her a little wet and the wife gave her a small towel.

"This, Mr'e!"

"Thank you, Bune!"

A simple but loving couple.

Ali remembered his Father and Mother. They used to be like Mr. Satan and Ms. Susannah. They care about each other, even if they don't care about love.

Do not like to show off intimacy but look at each other from the way to maintain the health of each other.

Even Mr. Ali's mother died only two weeks after being exposed to the same virus, two years ago. Precisely when he was in third grade High School and ahead of virtual graduation.

Hhh...

Ali took a long breath.

Now he is in the hometown of his late father, who turned out to be the son of the rich and the descendants of smart people aka understand shamanism.

Shuddering nape Ali received a sometimes strong wind sometimes soft.

"What changes, sir?" timpal Ali who was curious and follow-up nimbrung interrupted the middle-aged couple's chat.

"Any, Ali?!"

It turned out that Mr. Satan only realized that there was Ali and Keti sitting in the bale in front of his house next to the stall.

"Sir, hehehe..."

"Fruit trees are flowering!"

"Is she?" ask Susannah with happy eyes.

"Yes!"

"Gee, thank God!"

"Indeed it didn't flower and bear fruit, sir?" ask Ali.

"It has been almost five years, all fruit trees do not flower let alone bear fruit. Already tried using fertilizer, remain unchanged! Until tired and can only plant ketelas only. That's a very sad result!"

Ali heard the story of Satan.

So tragic apparently this village after the battle with Pak Kandut Mbah. Until it has a very bad impact on the plantation even the locals who one by one go do not return and some even die. Until what remains are fragile house buildings that are abandoned by the residents. Ck ck... What a creepy village!

"But thank God now there seems to be a fresh breeze!" timpal ma'am Susannah.

Ali could only see the look on his face full of happy hue after his second hand wiped his face.

"Satan sir, hopefully this village can be a crowded village as before!"

"Aamijin! Yes, Ali. This could be because of your arrival!"

"Weh? Where's there! Hehehe, you made me a ge'er!"

Ali blushed. His face was red especially after seeing Keti also smiling sweetly looking at him without blinking.

Being praised makes me groggy! Oyya! I need reinforcements for some Mbah's house that is as big as gaban!

"Sir, Mom, Keti! Can I ask for help?"

"What?" the three asked.

"I.., want to free the Mbah's house! Please.., but I don't have any money to,"

"Come on! Later after the rain subsides, we work together. Let the women help nge-pel and nge-pel inside. We tripe the grass outside."

Netra Ali was shining brightly.

His heart was happy, it turned out that Mr. Satan could be a friend and relative for him who already had no one else.

Friends do not have to be the same age. Because the same age is not necessarily reliable.

Moreover, now the situation is very bad Ali has nothing but a big house legacy Mbah Toro the Grandfather.

The villagers do have a sincere, pure and compassionate heart. Ali is grateful to God.

They began cleaning after an hour.

Miss Susannah even closed the stall in order to help Ali.

The tools to clean the mansion of his inheritance did not forget to be brought. So they look like a horde of war troops.

Miss Susannah and Keti swept the floor after opening the entire white cloth of the still very nice furniture cover.

Ali and Mr. Satan mowed down the weed that thrives in the yard and surrounding areas.

Arit and clurit become a tool both mow the grass.

"Be careful, there's a fear of snakes!" satan warned Ali who looked very excited.

"Yes, Sir! Thank you so much for all the help!"

"I'm happy too. Finally this village looks alive after a long time of torpor!"

Ali remembered the story of Mr. Satan who hung yesterday afternoon when delivering candle change.

"Sir! Continue the story yesterday dong!" pinta Ali continues to work.

"Later. We're using sharp weapons. Danger while talking, Li!"

Yes too!

Ali nodded slowly.

"But I promise to continue the story?"

Ali is like a bocil who is curious to the maximum want to know the continuation of the story of Mr. Satan. Of course, the story is just a small laugh.

It was quite draining too, even though Ali did not work alone.

His stomach that was full this morning after breakfast, now heard back the rumbling.

Keti and Miss Susannah have completed their task of cleaning the first floor room. There was only a second floor that they had not yet swept because of the instant noodles that Bu Susana apparently brought also without the knowledge of Mr. Satan and Ali Akbar.

Until the smell of Ali inhale the aroma of fragrant and delicious noodles.

"Well, turns out..."

"Let's eat first! Noodles, yeah, it's like." Ms. Susana with her thick accent brought two bowls of instant noodles for Mr. Satan and Ali Akbar.

Of course Ali's more happy. His hunger will soon be cured.

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