Opung Tolu's
Shouted ghaib

In the silence of the night covered in gripping sounds, nails were scratched up the steps. The spirit of the sheathed Syrian shaman is still eyeing Tolu and his family. Tolu didn't sleep all night, he cast a protective fence spell. Two black forces clashed behind the strong wind. Doors creaking, windows slamming and lights flashing. Ani widened her eyes, in shock frightened body convulsions move then eyeballs towards the ceiling of the house.

A terrifying figure came out from his body. Ani let out a foam from her mouth cavity, she screamed hysterically until she came to hold back her movement who wanted to walk towards the window.

“Non! Conscious non!” the mbok read a short surah lafaz to his ear.

Against Syriac shamans and courtesans from other shamans who demanded revenge, the feud of two jinns who disturbed and the strength that must be much mustered to fight them. The defense of the Syrian shaman's spirit power was uprooted, the smoke coil disappeared, but the result of the evil magic made the house lights break. Togar was shocked to wake up stomping his body in search of light. Finding the batik lit up in the darkness, Togar came out looking at the house looking deserted. He searched every room, the atmosphere of the house was gripping in a veil of white smoke billowing.

“Where is everyone?” togar Mumbles.

He was in another realm because in that house was going on a supernatural war. Tolu melted his red mustika stone, he sowed flowers until all disturbances stopped. So even Ani stopped groaning, she dropped the straw doll from behind her pocket. The doll was also burned. It turns out that All this time Ani considered the straw doll was a beautiful doll and beautiful gift from Sandro. The magic faded, the victory lies in Tolu's hands. A little more Togar trapped in the supernatural realm, Tolu pulled his hand from behind a giant mirror installed in his private room.

“Tolu, I was at our house. But why does everyone seem to disappear?” said Togar while rubbing his eyes.

“Let's just explain, let's go see Ani.”

Seeing Ani lying on the tile with the mbok, Togar immediately lifted one by one he put on the mattress Ani room.

“No need, I have to treat them first” Tolu said.

Tolu rubbed the soles of Ani and the mbok, he cast a spell for about half an hour. Both of them woke up like dazed people. They were given water, Ani was asked to clean themselves from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

“Mafin si mbok. After seeing madam Ani convulsing and experiencing strange things, the mbok suddenly unconscious” said confusion.

“Already si mbok please go rest course” Tolu command.

“Thanks a lot non.”

The situation does look eased, but the magic blowing feels haunting the world of the magic shaman figure. Tolu still felt inadequate, especially his concern about sudden attacks on nearby people. Tolu suppressed the fever shivering on his body, the inner energy drained despite the many powerful supernatural figures that guarded. He pulled the blanket, wrapped his body but still the cold grew. From behind Togar adds a blanket and holds it, all night he was forced not to bother receiving treatment from the man who never desperately awaited him.

“Don't worry, I won't easily die if I have to get a supernatural attack. I don't care if my wife is a shaman” whispered Togar.