Monkey School
Head off
Jajah laughed with joy at getting the most sacred objects he would later. But hearing the words of Mbah Ireng that the keris must be conquered using a long process. He was immediately limp uninspired. Living in the wilderness, sitting in a very dark cave dalm doing supplies. The face barely died standing looking at the figure of the creature that started to disturb him.
Humid Susasana, many animals slither. Strange sounds echoed in it making him want to give up running out. All his fears were defeated by the words mbah Mustache. He will shut the mouth of who committed the Tanto murder and take responsibility for its actions.
The news of black magic malpractice that unsettles residents makes the question who is a great shaman using his knowledge to dismantle the corpse of the former shaman Mbah Ireng. Moreover, Tanto's body found added to the fear of those who saw it. The police guard line was broken in order to take a closer look at the traces of blood and demolition of the shaman's body.
“Pigi yuk ,very scary. I can't see it!” boge said shudderingly running out of the public funeral park.
Not yet resolved the problem of demolition of the grave which still has a corpse in it. The police found no trace of stealing anything. All the organs of the corpse are still complete. While Tanto's body like pierced by a sharp object. The next night, the knowledge seekers who have Mbah Ireng still continue. Some still believe the spirit of Mbah Ireng moved the body to the figure of a cricket.
“I remember very well. When one of the residents who had treated on the Mbah. He was instantly healed when his hands touched the sore part. I also heard the Mbah once said he would never die even if his corpse was embedded in the ground.”
“As grandchildren, we must not leave the knowledge of the Mbah just like”
“Lantas, to whom was the science revealed? You don't know Barjan. Closer to mu”
Rangga's fingers knocked on the table. In the house it has not been released the air aroma of the typical oil that is often used by the Mbah every day. The room of the altar still remains the same as ever, nothing is changed order or objects in it. Every Friday night, Barjan did not forget to provide a container containing flowers and burnt incense. The Mbah once reminded him that even if he died, the offerings should not be left behind.
“I don't know where the science goes. Really, I wasn't expecting it. Hearing that the grave is not safe, I want to keep it once every twenty-four hours. If only Melati was not pregnant big surely I keep the grave of the Mbah until it is completely safe.”
The next night they promised to discuss the science of the Messiah and take care together. Pangga said goodbye, Melati pulled her husband in. He doesn't believe in clenical things. Melati unceasingly persuaded Barjan to throw all offerings and change the room of the altar into a room of worship.
“Mas, my feelings are not good. Every night I have nightmares, my pregnancy is disturbed by the appearance of a creature whose face is changing. One of them looks like the Mbah rubbing my stomach. We ask this to Mr. Ustadz only mas.”
“Not Jasmine, I don't want the apprentice of the Mbah to run amok and disturb.”
Five years ago.
The rain hit his frail body. The old man came out from inside the old gate Inside there was a standing statue showing the shape of an indentation of a great ape figure that had long canines. The man banged his forehead at the foot of the statue. He lost his way, in the inventory hoping to get knowledge from his supplies ended up dying in the prey of a demon figure who turned big.
His leg was broken in the bite of a creature in the cave. When he was about to come out, his body was pulled until Ireng was forced to give up his right leg in order to escape from there. Fresh human blood flooded the statue of the sanctuary which is said to have been reported to have the magic of the form of a demon genie. Ireng's body trembled feeling a figure from inside the statue come out into his body.
“Huahhh, ngik. Huahh”
Ireng's strange voice hit his chest. He did not feel his leg hurt even though the blood was still flowing. He half-consciously walked home. His wife fainted at the strange behavior of her husband who seemed ordinary to walk on long short legs.
“Bu, wake! Close my blood!”
Heni slowly regained consciousness watching her husband thrust a cloth to wipe the blood on her leg. Heni shouted for help, on that night there was only Sudir sir who was still awake. He took Ireng to the hospital using his wind bike.
To seal the wide-open flesh, the skin is sewn in twenty stitches. But Ireng did not feel any pain at all. For the next few months it is estimated that up to three months he must do bed rest. Cannot do any activity. But the strangeness of seeing him can walk himself into the room. Sudir gawked, he felt his own pain watching Ireng move his legs.
“Pak Ireng, the connecting leg can be used if the stitches are dry. The stitching of the father is still wet, it will be afraid to open. Does it hurt to wear it?”
“Ah you do not overdo sir Sudir. It's just a small wound. Oh yes thank you very much for your help.”
“Ya sir both. I'm sorry to go home.”
After that gripping night, Ireng is famous as a magic shaman. Many people from the area and the city came looking for him. Ireng is often seen in the gate of giant apes. He is not a budger like the figure of Mustache although they were young often cross paths doing black magic with different processes.
The power that comes from the devil will eat itself. Up to grandchildren, although Ireng's life increased he began to feel more interference, especially in his son who did strange habits.
Joko often speaks for herself, she is also good at climbing and often uses animal-like movements. Once on the night of one suro, just as Ireng washes his gaman. His son turned into a human figure. The form of a monkey-bodied human face, Joko jumps to and fro to scare the entire house. He ate all the fruits on the table. Joko goes berserk if one day does not eat bananas. Realizing his son was exposed to the figure of the jinn from the knowledge he adored. Ireng could not answer his wife's request to treat her child's illness.
“I still don't want to know sir. It's free you're a magic shaman but your son is always in a trance to hurt himself!” snapped Heni who began to run out of patience.