Monkey School
Devotee

The nine banana bunches request was not part of the offering requirement. Joko walked backwards looking at the sighting of a huge monkey figure in front of him. It smells like rotten carcasses. Mbah the mustache holds his neck from behind.

Standing beside Joko, the man kowtowed in front of the giant monkey demon. Joko's hand was pulled to follow his movements, The man grimaced to see the figure in front of him giving off mucus pus smelling very fishy. He offered a small yellow banana. The mbah mustache told Joko to accept him immediately.

“It looks like it's a sign of the terms. Spend the banana in front of the monkey king” whispered the Mbah.

Joko nodded, she thought that if that was the only requirement then it was not difficult for her. One banana, three chews. The demon jinn giant monkey left behind a golden banana-shaped. Joko smiled cheerfully, the creature had disappeared like giving away wealth with simple requirements.

“Thank you so much Mbah” said he shook his body.

“Young man, you're married but your soul is still unstable. Don't forget every Friday night to burn incense in the slap that contains offerings in this paper I wrote. Oh yeah, if you undo your intentions. Leave now the golden banana it”

“Wah, certainly not dong mbah. I am glad to be rich! Hahaha”

A day that changed Joko's world. Three days later, the exchange of gold bananas became a bill of money. A yellow flag was raised in front of his yard. Kusuma did not think that her husband's wealth came from the pesugihan. They are in debt, loan sharks who multiply interest payments, rent and daily necessities. I mourn his bitter life. He did not, however, forego the departure of his son.

Process of bathing the corpse, burial to do’a last after echoing the adhan. The burials were surprised to see the change in the newborn's corpse. They held out shouts, running burials until the residents one by one left the cemetery.

“Pak you saw the baby's corpse earlier not?” damang whisper.

“Yes sir I saw it. His face turned into monkey” replied Udin.

They clean the soil attached to the hoe. Seeing a strange figure following Joko and his wife, the two ran away. Usually in a funeral home, hold a prayer event for the deceased or deceased who has left. The house was quiet, that night the residents did not dare to ask or propose to Kusuma. Except for his neighbor Usman sir, he's with his wife knocking on the door. Seeing Jok standing showed his extremely pale face. Usman and Karin see her eyeballs turning white, Karin hiding behind her husband's body.

He read Surah An-nas. Suddenly the figure disappears, Joko appears from behind Karin carrying a broom.

“What did you guys come here?”

“Loh sir, instead of Joko sir in front of the door?” said Karin in fear.

“Sorry Mr. Joko, we came here to offer a prayer event together in our house. It is likely that Ms. Kusuma is not ready to hold a prayer at home. We are neighbors so__”

“Halah! You know what? Who died my son why are you busy?” Joko cut her words.

“We've gone home sir.”

In the room Kusuma hugged her baby diaper. As usual, she had prepared in advance to welcome her baby. But everything was taken by the genie who is now in worship of her husband. The next morning the neighbors were shocked Joko's rented house was seen in the renovation. He also spent money filling large plastic bags when debt collectors asked for payment.

“Nih eat my money! I give you more. Quick there go!” joko Bengpak.

Blood drops bear witness to the memory of the flesh of his son dedicated to his wealth. Every sound, the shadow of the disturbance of strange creatures chasing him. Joko always screams, Kusuma does not calm down every hour to open his eyes. Feet of the creature walking upside down, in a forest there was a cry of a shrill baby sound piercing his eardrum.

“Shut! I said shut up!” joko shouts shut both ears.

Unknowingly he kicked Kusuma's body. Joko was still screaming, Kusuma brought a sack of water to flush his body. After waking up, Joko ran to open the closet. He made sure his treasure remained intact or disappeared.

“Mas, why are you? I'm you kick till my head hits the floor”

“Ah noisy, tonight we split the bed course”

Joko locked her room, Kusuma slept in another room, she cried covering her face with a blanket. The strange voice calling figure knocked on the door. More terrible disturbance is the sound of monkeys from the roof like to knock down his house.

He saw Joko, a monkey, jump into the room. Her husband became very aggressive. The lights were extinguished, all night they were together without Kusuma realizing that the figure was a genie in her husband's worship.

The room was a mess, chicken feathers splashing from the torn pillow. Kusuma walked holding the wall, he looked at his whole body turning blue. “Kusuma! Pack up! I'm going to buy a car today!”

“What do you mean? Didn't you just say you'd be with me again after all night?”

“Don't ngawur you. I know this wealth is instant, but that doesn't mean you're going crazy!”

Joko is rude in every action and speech. Kusuma cried, following her husband who pulled the rough of her wrist. Along the way, he was tallying the money that was inside the big plastic.

“Remove your tears. We'll be there soon! Don't make me ashamed!”

Joko buys a black Harvard car, he also pays a private driver. Next trip to the jewelry store. He remembered how his mother-in-law had always insulted him for not being able to make his son happy.

“Look at your mother would be proud. I'll show your family that I'm rich”

“But this is not how mas!”

“Shut! You want me to sell it to pay off a debt? After going to the salon, we go directly to kampung.”

He has been covered in pride, satanic lust using illicit money. Arriving at Kusuma's parents' house, the man simply showed all the prices he had brought. He left a suitcase of money on the table and left without saying goodbye.

“You're a crazy son-in-law. Bring this money, I won't take it. It could be that my granddaughter left because of the loss of your wealth Joko!” shout Tuti.

The money in the suitcase on Tuti's burn, he won't take it in the least.

Spacious yard house, level house, the workers go back and forth in and out of the house. People noticed Joko getting out of her car wearing fancy clothes. He glanced at the citizens peering over from the sidelines of the fence.

“Edi, share the money in plastic!”

“Whose name is den?”

“That's the same people in front of the” page

Many are the pleasure of getting the money Joko gave. Some suspect him of refusing, he notices Joko's strange gurgle. Whispers they say Joko used the boarding line. One of the residents had caught him on the edge of the monkey area.

Joko orders the removal of her baby's grave in the backyard.

“Sir, your son is human. Not an animal as easy as it was moved” said Usman.

“You always meddle in my business!”

Joko hits Usman, Kusuma and Karin stop the two. Kusuma did not want Joko to be the center of attention of the people who began to arrive. She pulled her husband into the house. The grave of the baby was named Sinta. The sound of the cry of a small child was not heard more often by people passing through the house.

“Pak, we don't take care of Joko's household. Shame ourselves pak” said Karin.

“I'm just like the baby bu.”

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