Opung Tolu's
Mauliates

Delaying thoughts triggers falsehood. Because the orange light has disappeared. The fire remained burning and the hatred of every demon's eyes consumed the dislike of the damned demon to become one in the corrupt man. Another thing to tear apart the tightness of anxiety is difficult to seep into the bone marrow of the blood stream in the soul. Black holes and other natural doors are increasingly open without being locked again.

The strange sound grew louder as his footsteps approached the large package. Sadam also moved and whined incessantly in the sling.

“Honey, I will give you to mom, first let's accompany me to see the contents of this package” said Togar.

“Togar, do not take Sadam there, keep him away from the package” Tolu said from the doorstep.

He ran towards the package, took it away from the back door and put away the creatures that had been busy enjoying the blood from the head of the white goat that was dripping. He put the package into his private room. Put one by one on a large container then water with ritual flower water. Feeling the red genie began to be uncontrollable and also the life of her husband who began to be threatened. He used every means to protect against it from being repeated.

“Oh host, you should know how you can get all that power. All the causation that happened was to aim for Togar not to become a demon!” whispered one of the women wearing clothes similar to her.

In the ritual of cemani chicken and goat head, the figure who was interacting with him seemed to convey things that he did not know in the supernatural realm. One of his guards gave a picture of what Togar and Sadam were going through. First it appears the figure is talking about Togar to him.

“Tell me anything I don't know” Tolu said.

“Yes, your husband has drunk a spill of demonic blood. You should be grateful that the king of jinn has possessed you to gulp the demon's blood back to its origin” echoes the voice of the creature.

“I still don't understand, the demon lord didn't tell me!” Tolu.

“Regarding your child, you should be careful in looking after him. If not then your whole life will be filled with regret.”

The figure disappeared carrying sand fragments sprinkling on his ritual table. There are still many things you want to ask but it looks all the puzzles of his life increasingly makes him worried and anxious.

“What does he mean?” muttered.

For an hour he finished all black magic and the guard fence of his family. He cleaned himself up then sped up the movement to take care of Sadam. The sun has slipped, the night brings a million things supernatural phenomenon, especially the figure of the head of the putung who is hiding in the trees behind the house. On the bed staring at Sadam, he felt another figure present around his house.

“Honey, tomorrow will go out of town. If something happens immediately contact me and do not forget tomorrow the baby sister will come brought by Tono. The health of the mbok has improved, he will work again here” said Togar.

Just now she received an incoming message from her phone screen receiving the news. Workers who always devote themselves despite their advanced age seem unwilling to give up work that every day struggling with supernatural disorders.

“I'll contact you soon. If you come home later, bring me a black cemani chicken and a black goat” Tolu said.

“Whatever you ask then I will obey” said Togar.

“Sorry non, I want to say that eating is ready” said bi Tuti.

“Ya mbok” replied Tolu briefly.

“Come on, here let Sadam me just the fatong” said Togar.

Walking together down the stairs, the shadow of Tolu's premonition chaotic feeling the figure of the head of the putung will interfere. He chanted a spell in his heart, from behind the window glass it was seen his head flying very fast. Endless pent-up vengeance, the spirit of Siriah's shaman is eyeing the enemy's blood until everything he wants dies. When they sit in the dining room, the table has served dinner dishes complete with chicken half according to Tolu's favorite. However, everything was shocked by the sound of Ani's screams in the kitchen until the sound of broken dishes was relentlessly dropped on the floor.

“Wait here with Sadam” says Tolu running.

“Bi, please take care of Sadam. I want to follow Tolu” said Togar moved Sadam and followed to the kitchen.

The place was full of broken plates, Tina crouched her ears tightly shut. His body shivered in fear, realizing the master saw him then he pointed towards the window. According to what Tolu felt earlier, the head of the village began to disturb his family. The strange sound from the outside disappeared, Tolu's eyes reddened as he walked out of the house following Togar from behind.

“Togar this is my business with the creature. You go inside and take care of Sadam for ku” Tolu said.

“No, what if something happens to you?”

“I will not die because of that creature. Hurry along! I don't have much time to hold it!” urge Tolu to press high notes.

Togar obeyed his words, he felt like a man who was taking refuge under the arms of his wife. His heart was still uncertain it still saw whatever the wife did from behind the window glass. His legs trembled slightly as he saw Tolu turn into another figure he had met.

A distinctive feature of women wearing traditional clothes, the originally neat bun is now released with disheveled hair. Longer nails dangled to the ground, in front of Tolu had floated the head of the putung visible organs dripping and canine teeth cracks open wide. Togar moved to open the door, but suddenly the door was locked from the outside.

Brugh, brugh (he tried to open it).

Out there, the woman was fighting with the head putung. Half of his body was helped by the guards and creatures of the king of jinn so that not the slightest bit of his skin was torn or injured despite being hit by the shredding of the head of the putung. Moments later he saw another head flying around him, thinking he had two enemies of the science of immortality. It turned out that the head of the newly present putung was dragging the figure of the spirit of the head of the Siriah shaman putung away leaving him.

“Parman images? That you?” tolu gumam.

Strange sounds mixed with screams disappeared in the air, Tolu again became himself again and the guards of other figures came out of his body.

“Mauliate nunga manolong hu. Please radot tondong dohot jabuhu asa ndang mulak hajisan on. (Thank you for helping me. Please take care of my family and home so as not to return this incident).