Opung Tolu's
The realm of the unseen

And no one will save you any more than the one who asks the Khalik for help. The straight path, the fear of doing things that are violated by Religion and the belief of one worshiping other than His. The seyogyanya people in the world and all beings who breathe in this world have a predetermined time limit. No one can oppose the divine will.

The black magicians, never realized the wrong actions they did submerge themselves in the pit of destruction. The flames would devour his body into ashes, even the pain in the eternity of the long realm was never infinitely painful.

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Tina looked at the pale face of bi Tuti, frowning watching bi Tuti gulp water inside the jumbo-sized cup. He approached the woman, slowly rubbing her back just as bi Tuti had always done to her.

“What's bi?”

“Aunt was just surprised to see the rat in the kitchen. You are new healthy so do not do too much activity” he replied covering up the terrible thing he experienced.

“Nothing bi, I want to go directly to the market ya bi. The ingredients in the kitchen are running out and the hood is still open with no food in it” said Tina getting ready to grab the jacket.

“Shopping money in a special drawer that is always provided by the big lady, the key is in the drawer aunty.”

They do their respective jobs, bi Tuti performs additional tasks. The very large yard was on a broom until the garbage in the fire was too enlarged almost grabbed the house cable.

“Aibi and Tina are home? why not tell?” ask Tolu.

“Eh the non, sorry aunty had knocked on the door of the room non, but non is not there. We went home by transport and did not want to trouble the non" he replied lowered his head.

A shoulder pat landed on his shoulder, bi Tuti turned to see Tolu wearing a different shirt looking at himself with a sharp gaze. The view turned to the figure of Tolu who had greeted him, it turned out that was not Tolu but another appearance. He lowered his head, frightened and thought whether the woman before him was the real great mistress.

“Bi, when is it coming? Why didn't you tell me to get picked up?” tanya Tolu took over the broomstick in her hand.

“Sorry non, we don't want to trouble Dadar sir. Oh yes non, the broom let me just hold” said bi Tuti. He almost died standing because he saw the very presence of the master twice.

“It's okay, I want to sweat out the morning for a moment. You please go to the market to give some of the materials that are in this deed” said Tolu while thrusting a white sheet of paper containing the writing that must be purchased by him.

He also gave some red money, but bi Tuti refused to accept it.

“But non, the money in the drawer is still quite enough.”

“It's okay, just hold it and put it in the usual place if it doesn't need.”

Feeling still anxious after the incident he experienced, seeing the appearance of the master with another form. He wanted to convey what he had just experienced. Bi Tuti remembered the mbok that had not been seen since, he looked into the wide open room with the items still intact inside.

“Where did the mbok go?” muttered.

Before going to the market with Tina, he saw a paper containing a list of groceries and a very large amount of money from Tolu. One of the ingredients that astonished him was the seven black cemani chickens he had to look for in one day. The number of hours already shows at 11:00 WIB. He immediately rushed off towards the market with a frenzied pace.

The journey to the market by public transport takes up to an hour and a half. After getting off the angkot, bi Tuti and Tina ran a small search for a chicken seller until unconsciously the sandals next to him broke up. He took off the sandals next to him again, when he got there he asked seven cemani chickens for him to buy. The anxiety was treated, the chicken was still left and ready to be brought home.

After shopping for the other ingredients, there was one ingredient left that was very difficult for him to look for.

Buy three heads of fresh white goats. Today's goat sellers only sell black male goats. Bi Tuti took the initiative to order three heads of white goats that are still fresh or just slaughtered at a very expensive price. But with a note if the seller lied to him, then the head of the goat will be filled with maggots or other flat animals.

“Thank you sir, I wait before afternoon” reply bi Tuti.

"Bi, why so many materials and unnatural needs?" ask Tina.

"We follow the master's orders and don't ask."

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The phone rang, no one picked it up.

Togar was still busy petting Sadam with affection, ignoring the pain he felt or all the thoughts that were wasted from the events he had long with his wife. Don't know where else this little family jungle will take. He loved his wife very much, all things bitter taste or whatever consequences that can be a burden that must be borne on his shoulders and back. After the phone rang a few times, Togar went down the stairs carrying Sadam and picked up the call.

“Assalamualaikum.”

“Walaikumsalam, sorry with whom do I speak?” togar asked as he calmed Sadam who was starting to fuss.

“Big master, I am Tono. Son of the mbok, I want to tell you that the mbok is sick and may not be able to work in a period of time that cannot be specified.”

“Is the pain very severe? If the mbok requires a fee then I will help transfer it” said Togar.

From the back, his mother stood with her hands out Tono's ears. Having been unable to bear the pain, Tono ended the conversation on the phone.

“Alright sir, if my mother needs extra charge then I will contact you” reply Tono immediately.

Praghhh (Voice of punch landing on his head).

Just this time the mbok hit himself to cause a bruise. Although the condition of the body of the mbok is still very weak, he does not want to be a burden on others or bother the Tolu family.

“This is the teaching I gave you all this time? being a useless human” said the mbok annoyed.

“Sorry ma'am, didn't mom really become sickly even almost died due to the figure and occupants in the house?” said Tono still grimacing in pain.

“I'm already healthy. Tomorrow we'll start working there!” snarled the mbok.

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The sound of a motorcycle horn entering the yard area of the house, two men lowered a large package. There were drops of blood flowing underneath, fragrant as fragrant as fresh blood was sucked and crowded by the supernatural inhabitants of the house. It turned out that bi Tuti's order had arrived before he returned home. Three white goat heads are placed under a tree near the porch of the house. Togar opened the door and frowned staring at their arrival. The smile of one of the men then conveyed that the order from the woman who gave the address of this house had arrived.

“Sorry in advance sir, an aged woman has already paid against us. Then we say go” said the other man.

Togar just nodded in agreement, thinking it was likely that the woman he was referring to was one of his workers. Seeing strange objects and materials was not a surprise to him.

..._To be continued_...