Opung Tolu's
Towards the mystical

Intended again if this is the right path that must be taken. If in choosing who to blame, maybe all the things that happen in between are spelled out the word destiny. There is not all death willed or picked up by supernatural beings. It's just a handful of life's misadventures that bring disaster to those who approach. The other figure clutched, telling the world of their existence.

In the countryside that looks beautiful with cool and natural air, stored a million mystical things with a variety of certain places are believed there are supernatural creatures. At the foot of the hill in the forest this year is a conversation over all the strange things people who often see the appearance of terrible creatures.

One of the residents had a high fever after returning from the forest to catch up with his mother who was looking for firewood. Medical treatment seemed to not be able to cure his son's disease. He decides to go to Tolu's house while holding Sagala who is already convulsing with his eyeballs up.

Haus,tok,tok.

At midnight, the sound of screaming woke Tolu and Ani up, the figure of the brother who had regained consciousness after being possessed by the subtle creature was holding his head which was still painful while turning towards Tolu who looked sound asleep beside him.

Just this time the brothers went back to sleep together, he enveloped Tolu and slowly walked open the door. Tolu knew Ani's movements despite closing his eyes. Guests outside the house repeatedly knocked on the door and pressed the doorbell. Mbok Heni showed his face from behind the window glass to find out who the guests who came in at midnight.

“Who to look for?” tanya mbok Heni noticed the little boy who was in the carrying of the woman.

“Please, let me meet the Tolu shaman My son is dying.”

“Sabar, please wait here briefly” said mbok Heni panicked.

He opened the door and walked out and closed the door again. “Come, just put the mother's child in the special room of our guests” said Ani opened the door in the other room.

“Thanks mom. I am Mariam and this is my son Sagala. Please my son ma'am, let me meet with the shaman Tolu.”

“Who came mbok?” said Ani.

“Bu, help my son! Hiks” cried the woman while hugging her child.

Hearing him put Ani's heart and mind at odds, he went awry in this situation.

“Bu, my advice is that the mother bring the mother's child home and ask the Almighty, because she is the best place to ask for help” said Ani with a trembling tone.

“I have no other choice, please my son is already dying. Hiks” her tears shook her body.

Ani ran to build Tolu, the weight of his steps accompanied the steps to align towards the guest bedroom.

“Tolu wake up!” ani patted her shoulder.

“I've been up from earlier brother. Brother, do you allow me to help him?” ask Tolu.

“Yes well, help them” said Ani turned her face and left the room.

Tolu asked Heni to bring him a glass of water and a white cloth in his closet. He held the boy's head and then chanted a spell.

“Who is this child's name?” ask Tolu.

“Sagala. Please save my son host” said Mariam.