
At home, Bram opened a bottle pouring into a glass until it was filled in a half-sized bottle. Bram took a sip and placed the glass on the table with trembling hands. He immediately changed clothes and cleaned himself without having time to fill the stomach as long as Bram step back into the car giving a signal to Seto to drive forward the vehicle.
“Where will we go sir?” ask Seto.
“Antar me to the house Tolu.”
Along the way, Bram was busy looking for plastic bags. He let out vomit many times throwing through the window glass. Because he could not bear the pain in the abdomen and head, Bram asked Seto to stop by at a pharmacy to give painkillers.
“Master, should we go to the doctor only?” seto.
“No, after taking this medicine for sure I will recover,” said Bram tendering his head on the chair.
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Strange things that happen to yourself are caused by something that attacks or an impact of something that is done alone. Parta struggled strangely today, after adoring and seeking knowledge from the sacred grave previously worshiped by the shaman Kartim. He dared to worship the devil to avenge him. The ungodly child has lost his mind to forget the struggle of his mother mortgaged his life for the full recovery of himself.
After her father died, she turned to the heretical path every day to worship the grave that she hoped for and high science. On the tenth day of the month of Suro, he doused the tombstone with his own blood. Cuts on the arm he ignored, he continued the spell of mentioning Tolu's name repeatedly.
“Oh the creatures of the sacred grave, I will present myself if you can avenge me!” parta said loud.
On the other hand Tolu felt a supernatural attack hit him again. He was already very tired and sleepy, his body was a little helpless after the appointment in his stomach. He rubbed his stomach seven times, tied his stomach with a black spell rope and then covered it with a shirt.
His private room, which was crowded with various mystical equipment, grew narrower as Tolu lit candles to form a circle. He asks Togar to enter his room, the man just obeys the wife's will. It's just that fear can not be covered because the room stings the aroma of carnations and cantile flowers. Moreover, the appearance of his wife is creepy.
“Quickly eat raw meat that is in front of mu” Tolu said.
“Honey, how can you swallow raw meat?” said Togar holding a chicken carcass that is still bleeding.
Tolu patted his back, he put another figure filling Togar's body to finish off the meat. The form of a goosebumps after killing meat was directly forced out by Tolu. Against Parta's attack, a black force smashed into her body. Parta was possessed, she was walking for a knife in the kitchen. After getting the sharp object, walk out of the house.
He stuck out his tongue, cut his tongue out.From the ritual table, Tolu moved the body of Parta on the help of other creatures. He cut his tongue into pieces, the sound of skin tearing and screams of pain rang out. He cut his tongue into pieces, slashing his own skin.
“Akh, aggghhh!” yell Parta.
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Shades of pink, the tent stretches beautifully plus roses and tulips in every corner of the place. At each guest table in the table of snacks in the jar, there is a tissue and aqua glass on it. The carts of various food snacks filled fluttering various scents along with the delicious-looking fresh dinner table. The music of the party, the blue atmosphere and their ceaseless smiles.
Ani and Tohfa stared at each other while blushing in shame, they had already completed the qobul ijab. The show is not as lively as Togar who proposed to Tolu, but Ani remains happy and very grateful to have a very loyal companion and accept him as he is. In the middle of the party, Ani felt a sense of heat on her skin. After finishing the zuhr prayer, he walked back to follow Tohfa in pelaminan.
“Heat once” murmured.
Tohfa noticed Ani, she helped Ani fan her body. Ani's hands looked blacker and wrinkled, but Tohfa didn't care about it. Ani hasn't shown up at the reception. There is only Togar, Bram sir and Parman opung while on the right side, Jagad sir, Sekar, Stef also Parka. Tolu was still busy concocting spiritual objects mixed in a small bottle. He felt many strikes hitting the house, ruining the big event and wreaking destruction.
The people who came glaring were shocked to see the terrifying atmosphere of the sky. It was as if the rain was going to spill but was still held back by something. Not to mention the sounds of crow crow swarming a tree a little distance away from the party location.
“Mbok, take a quick look out. I feel something strange” said Dadar.
“What's up sir?” the mbok looked at the window.
He was very surprised to repeatedly say Istighfar. Realizing this event will bring reinforcements in the middle of the month of Suro which should be a taboo.
Is the month of Suro an obligation that must be obeyed so as not to do any activity? Or it is just a myth of culture and tradition in everyday life. Many people believe that is true. Tolu came out with a party dress and decorations. Tidka forgets he gave a reminder once again to the supernatural guards and his knowledge to keep ready to keep him and all his family and the smooth running of the party.
He walked towards the backyard, the cook smiling occasionally gave his greetings then resumed cooking. One of the workers noticed Tolu while whispering something after seeing Tolu leave.
“Look at the shaman hanging something on the tree there.
All this must have something to do with the suro month that should be abstained from kan” said a short-haired mother.
“I also feel a little scared helping this big event. Hopefully nothing happens,” said a young woman while slicing chili.
The power of the black magicians in the moon suro has sharpness in blowing magic. The jinn fought against the charlatans at the entrance. Tolu stood watching with a sharp look on the sidelines receiving the invited guests. There are no gondang or manotor in the live, the event runs in the traditional Javanese style followed by nasyid mothers who play tambourines.