My boyfriend's a Vampire
Episode 69: Anyang Uti Comes Back
Papa breaks down Alisha's body in the back seat of Ryan's car.
“Which papa car?”
“Tuh in back. Papa comes to wait for Alisha until she is awake and can drive herself.”
The beautiful girl was still drowning in the back seat with her eyes tightly closed, some hair covering her face. His white uniform looked a little dusty, hit by the ground when it fell on the edge of the basketball court. Ryan and papa sat in the front seat and looked back occasionally. Thirty minutes passed, Alisha's fingers began to move, but her mouth and eyes were still tightly clenched, sleeping soundly.
“Tuh pa's….Alisha started to wake up.”
“Build,Lis!”papa from the front seat.
The girl squinted her eyes, her eyelids opening as if they were still sticky. Her eyes narrowed with glare, Alisha seemed to start holding on to sit while resting on her two hands.
“Kok me in your car,Ryan?”
“Lu abis mosquito. Keep fainting.”
“Oh...There is Om Robert. Sorry Alisha.”
Robert laughed and got out of the car, got down and opened the back door.
“What did Alisha feel earlier?”
Alisha shook her head,”Nothing,Om.”
“You had a tantrum to slamming Ryan from above.”
“Times anyway,Om?”
“That means you are possessed again. Yaudah, if you are aware. By the way back to the office.”
“Alisha says yes too,Om. Take the car Alisha.”
“Be careful,Lis.”
Alisha steps back to normal when stepping foot in the school parking lot. Ryan pondered, where did the creature called Akasha come from. To his knowledge, his ancestors never once told him the origin of the blood-eating vampire that had been considered extinct. A cell phone to call eyang uti.
“Drying….Drying...”.
In the wet kitchen belongs to eyang uti in the city of Malang..
An old woman was busy with cooking for her dinner menu, only two with her loyal art that was approximately 50 years old. A middle-aged woman whose husband had died seven years ago and had no children. The voice of the incoming phone from Ryan seemed to be swallowed by the sound of a radio that was played very hard by Mbak Mirah, the beloved art.
Mbak Mirah seems still agile and cheerful happy cooking while dirinantin his favorite dangdut songs.
“Mirah.Mbok you smallin little voice. I'm wes tuo. Budding.”
“Njih,Ndoro Princess.”
Mirah hurried to turn down the volume of her radio, and began to cut the meat. Eyang uti today wants to cook a beef steak to eat both Madam Mirah who is already considered a brother. Whatever you eat, that is also what will be eaten by Madam Mirah. Art, who had worked for thirty years, was an honest woman and never returned home because all the brothers in her village had died. The only family for Mbak Mirah is eyang uti who always considers him brother, sister, friend confided, and sometimes they also sleep in the same room despite being separated from the bed.
“Drying...Drying.
The sound of the phone ringing again, eyang uti hurriedly grabbed his phone lying on the kitchen table.
“Lap which hand?”
“This is clean. Do not that it is dirty,”sahutnya while giving a clean report in white crimson boxes.
Eyang uti dried his hands and then walked out of the kitchen so that he could listen to the sound of the phone coming in more carefully.
“Oalah..grandson eyang. What's up?”
“Aduh,Which. Five times new phone lifted.”
“Lha iyo's..Last Mbak Mirah tuned radio muter song dangdut kencengnya not about.”
Ryan chuckles and continues his story,”Tadi at school Ryan almost died strangled Alisha possessed.”
“Oalah..Kok can be so?”
“Lha who said Akasha was, Who?Buruan eyang help call people pinter to ngeruwat.”
“Saturday is it?Pick up eyang uti at the airport. Later eyang chat again jamnya.”
“Siap,Yang.”
Eyang uti was silent for a moment, he was confused to also look for kiai who understood about the expulsion of evil spirits and wanted to be taken out of the city.
“Mbak...There are kiai acquaintances not to worry?”
“Oh no,Ndoro. Tar Mirah gave me his cell phone number. Ask our house's back maid. It was once ruwatan also denger-denger.”
“Lha kok. Piye certainty?”
That morning he was busy cutting plants when Mirah came with a man almost his age wearing long clothes and peci batik on the head.
“Pagi,Yang..Include me Kiai Danu Langgeng.”.
“Again,Nak. Please sit. So this Saturday plan I want to go to Jakarta again for my granddaughter.”
“Ruwatan on Saturday or Sunday means?”
“Sunday morning.”
“Alright then. Then just prepare the uba ramp,”kiai it sit down to write something.
Ki Danu then wrote a list of necessities in a small notebook and thrust it into the eye uti.
“I'll go home first.”
“Iya be careful on the road.”
Mbak Mirah scratched his head sign that the woman was confused.
“Why pelongo-pelongo aja?”
“Written. Like a clawed chicken. Eh like chicken claws he means,”h Mpa Mirah said with a laugh and covered her mouth with her palm.
Eyang uti gave a small lupa to clarify the handwriting of Kiai Danu to Mbak Mirah. The loyal artist rushed to the market with his subscription online taxi.
“Ndoro..If the seven-figure flowers bring from Malang does not wither until Jakarta?”
“Can you arrive tomorrow morning? Ruwatannya still the day after,”kata eyang uti who realized his mistake and patted his own eel.
“Oalah,Ndoro forgot. I went to the market to buy vegetables. Later on, send someone in Jakarta who bought.”
“Iya..You sometimes yap inter.”
The two laughed out loud, eyang uti flaunted a portion of his teeth that had been dated.
The atmosphere of the airport on Saturday morning is not too crowded, the air is still fresh. Ryan has the intention to pick himself up his favorite eye uti and drive him to Alisha's house. Eyang uti has a plan to stay at Alisha's house by bringing Ki Danu to stay in the living room of Alisha's parents' house. An hour in advance before the arrival of the eyang, Ryan had been sitting sweetly in the waiting room while playing the game contained on his phone.
Occasionally his eyes glanced at the clock that was coiling on his right wrist.
“Kruuk...Kruuk.
Ryan quickly became hungry. The man rushed to find food around him. His steps stopped at a restaurant selling fried chicken, the corner of his eye was widened to find the chair that made him most comfortable.
“Nah..That's it.The padded seat that has a backrest so that it can be a little bit of a fall while waiting for the eyes uti,”think Ryan with wide steps.
“Both fried chicken, medium size fries 1, cold mineral water 1.”
“Daung..Here's the payment.”
The man handed him a piece of red paper and hurriedly washed his hands so that the chair would not be taken by others.
Unfortunately as soon as Ryan returned to his desk, there had sat a little girl about 5 years old.
“Mama..I want to sit here just there is a backrest,”he said with slightly slurred language.
The mama watched Ryan who stood up with a little manyun.
“Have the big brother, Dek.We moved the chair there aja?”ask the mother.
“We don't want,Ma..Just want this aja,”yannya while crying.
Suddenly came the eye uti who looked for him to and fro.
“This granddaughter eyang.From here and there it turns out even in the fried chicken restaurant. Want to fight also with a small child,”seru eyang uti while dragging Ryan's ear.
“Aduh,Yang..Ampun..This is Ryan's chair really. Ryan hasn't eaten yet, where are you going?”whining that guy while grimacing.
“We're home!”the eyang uti.
Kiai Danu who was standing next to his eyes could only laugh while covering her mouth with her palm.
“Bentarlah,That. Ryan paid for it. Ayuk eyang uti eat too.”
Eyang uti fixed the location of his glasses, then pulled Ryan's hand back to the restaurant.
“You are the only one who eats. Eyang uti has eaten on the plane.”
The three men finally sat down to join a table with a little girl whose desk would not move. While the girl's mother did not feel good until several times apologized.
“There was an incident that day,”mum Ryan.