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In ancient Sundanese mythology, there was a Goddess named Nyi Pohaci Sanghyang Sri, she was a Goddess born from the saliva of the Serpent God named Anta Boga, the Snake God's saliva turned into an egg-shaped mustika with a beautiful shell, the egg was finally presented to Batara Guru as an apology could not help building a new palace in kahyangan. Anta the serpent god could not help because he did not have hands and feet to participate in the construction, so he gave a gift of mustika eggs with a beautiful palm shell.

When the will was given, the Batara Guru asked the snake to incubate the mustika after knowing it was a magical mustika.

Anta the serpent God agreed, he incubated it for quite a long time, until it finally hatched, once hatched, the snake turned out to spawn a very beautiful baby, a very beautiful baby, then the beautiful baby was finally lifted by Batara Guru.

The baby was named Nyi Pohaci Sanghyang Sri, the baby grew into a very beautiful, amazingly beautiful baby. A kind-hearted daughter, meek, soft-spoken, lofty-minded, alluring to all. Every eye that looked at her, both god and human, immediately fell for the goddess.

Therefore, Batara Guru slowly became enamored because of her beauty, even began to desire to interfere with her.

This certainly makes an uproar, this can be a scandal that can destroy the harmony and harmony of the law there.

So some of the Gods and Goddesses finally made a plan, in order to maintain the sanctity of Nyi Pohaci Sanghyang Sri, finally made a deal between all Gods and Goddesses except Batara Guru, the deal was to kill the beautiful Goddess.

The gods collected all sorts of the deadliest venomous poisons and immediately affixed them to the princess' drink. Nyi Pohaci immediately died of poisoning, the gods were panicked and frightened because they had committed a great sin to kill an innocent holy girl. Soon the corpse of the goddess was brought down to earth and buried in a distant and hidden place.

The disappearance of Nyi Pohaci Sanghyang Sri from kahyangan made Batara Guru, Anta, and all the gods were grieved. But something miraculous happened, because of the sanctity and goodness of the goddess, and from her grave there appeared a variety of plants that were very useful to mankind.

The goddess is then known as anama Dewi Sri, Goddess of rice, Sundanese mythology knows her as Nyi Pohaci.

(Wikipedia Source)

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For several days, so much was noticed by his adoptive mother Saba Alkamah, that they were initially convinced that the cause of their fertile soil was, because of the affection they gave, that they had, but this certainly becomes difficult if true, people will feel envious and may want to also nurture Alka.

“Pak, this may not make sense, but yesterday I went to the market, then again there is a book bazaar from the government, that's loh, they want our children to start a folk school, so they had a book bazaar there, accidentally, I heard someone reading a children's fairy tale about Dewi Sri, Dewi Padi, he was from snake saliva.”

“Yes, continue to tumben early in the morning discussed dongen, Alka also do not understand about it, such fairy tales. I also don't like fairy tales.”

“Pak, I felt that fairy tale like it gave me a pointer.”

“Means?”

“Gini Loh, all this time the plant was me, you never planted, because it is still only a vegetable and always succeeds, I mean, how if we try you who grow vegetables, I mean, can it work?”

“Hah? that time?”

“Tried sir, if it does not work, it means true, only I can make the land fertile.”

“Then, let's try.” Her husband then asked for seeds to be planted.

They then waited a week after planting it, as his wife said, nothing happened, nothing grew, it should have started growing young kale, but nothing happened, when examined, he said, the seed became dry, as before.

“True I said sir, it means that only I can plant and succeed.”

“But Mom, what caused it, I don't want to tell Juragan that you can only plant it, later he forces you to work in his field, I'm not willing.”

“This is one more thing that might make you think I'm crazy.”

“What else is this Bu?”

“Here, you try it first, it's Alka's lunch time, you feed her.”

“Kok me, right, usually you're the one who feeds Alka.”

“It's fast, you have to try this way.”

“Already, come.” Like a week before, he followed what his wife told him.

He fed Alka who ate it very greedy, it was not difficult to feed the beautiful child, in those days, eating was always fed by hand, because the rich people who ate already with a spoon.

After he finished bribing her, his wife cleaned Alka and asked her to replant.

“I'm hungry, I eat first.”

“Do not! don't wash your hands either.”

“Kok is?”

“Try first, I just explained.”

Her husband returned and she planted kale in the backyard of their house.

“Why did you tell me to plant again? I haven't eaten and starved.”

“You know, I think this is why our land is fertile again.”

“What is it?” Her husband was excited, but he was drowning because he was hungry.

“Airror.”

“Air saliva? Meaning?”

“From the fairy tale, the snake Anta salivates and becomes mustika, mustika was born Goddess Sri, Goddess of rice, goddess of fertility, so saliva could have been mustika also in this baby, moreover, he's a child prodigy.”

“You sure?”

“Ya, I'm sure.”

“It makes sense anyway, but we prove one week later, if it has grown young kale, new proven.”

“It turns out to be true said people in the market yes sir, books can make us smarter.”

“Not really, you don't have to learn to read yes, it's not very good, which is important at this time find a way so that we know what makes our land fertile.”

“Iya Pak.”

Three days later, her husband was very surprised to see the yard, the kale he planted had grown, although new like sprouts, but really grew, not dry as before.

“Bu, Mom! Ma! Here!” Her husband was excited, he shouted to his wife who was swinging Alka.

“Why Pak?” She ran to her husband worried.

“That's see the kale, it's already starting to grow! you're right ma'am, it's Alka.” saliva

“Wah, yes sir, it means we have to tell the manager, then we can borrow rice seeds and plant in our yard.”

“No, no! I don't want him to know about Alka's saliva, we shouldn't tell them about that saliva, because Alka can be used or even hurt.”

“Then how about Sir?”

“We go to the house of the village chief first, we ask him to feed Alka, then after we tell him to plant in his yard, we must approach the leader of this village first, then, but no one should ever know that saliva is the reason. I don't want Alka to get hurt and be forced to salivate.”

“Yes Sir, sorry I didn't think long.”

“Yes, let's go to the rumak Mr. Village Chief.”

Father and adoptive mother Alka came to the house of the Village Chief in the afternoon and happened to exist. As soon as they were told to enter, they immediately told him everything that happened.

“This child brings good luck to us Mr. Kades,” her husband said.

“So right, your land is fertile again?”

“True, here's the proof, this is a carrot from our home yard, this carrot tastes sweet and is very fresh, because it has just been picked.”

“You are sure of what you are telling me?”

“Ya Pak.”

“So this is all because you feed Alka eat, so your land becomes fertile?”

“Iya Sir, do you want to prove it?”

“But, I think this makes little sense yes, Sir, Mom, it means this is too far-fetched.”

“But you know, that our land is barren and dry, then what is this?” Her husband pointed at the carrot they were carrying.

“Are you not fantasizing?”

“No Sir, hence, prove it. There will be no loss ”

“Alright, but I don't want anyone to know about this, I don't want to be thought crazy.”

“Yes Mr. Kades, here, we bring cake from the stall, try Alka's bribe with Mr.”

Then Mr. Kades fed Alka the cake that his father and adoptive mother brought.

“Pak, after this do not wash your hands first yes, you have to directly plant, try fast growing only, try this kale seed, it only takes a week to see him grow or not.”

“Yes, let's plant it in the front yard, there is the land that memagn intentionally not what I have, it's the plan for the fish pond, but I haven't had time to make it because it's busy.”

“Iya Sir,” Alka's foster father says.

Mr. Kades started planting kale in the small soil he left for the fish pond, there was still a little land there.

After finishing Mr. Kades and then leave the money to buy the needs of Alka, it is just a form of sympathy for the child.

They went home and pounded a bit, because this was a pretty scary fight, because once Mr. Kades could prove it, then Alka would be more and more known, so they would get a lot of profit, he said, but that's not what they want, they just want to live a decent life with their adopted son, that's all.

This step they did so that Alka could survive the slander that might be done by the boss.

A week passed, but there was no news from Mr. Kades, her husband was a little confused, whether the kale was not growing, while the kale in his house was getting higher, he and his wife were afraid, and the, because in the market, there are rumors.

“So I heard that the master said that Alka makes our land fertile, only we who are fertile land, the master said, it should be a blessing also for all the villagers who help to help all the needs of Alka, Alka, not just us.”

“People in the market how? believe?”

“Most consider it a joke, some believe.”

“But Mr. Kades hasn't called us Bu.” yet

“Do we just go to Mr Kades' house?”

“Do not, later suspected we are too insistent, it will make Mr. Kades suspicious.”

“Assalamualaikum!” someone called from outside.

“Waalaikum greetings.” His adoptive mother Alka opened the door.

“What's up?”

“ I am a waiter at the house of Mr. Kades, the same father Mother sent to the house with her child yes.”

The wife's husband was seen sumringah, they then followed the waiter to go to Mr. Kades' house.

“Look at that, right you guys said, it has started growing kale, a thing I have never seen at all in all these years in this village.

“Kan, I did not lie Sir.”

“Yes, we have to wipe all the land in this village back fertile.”

“Sorry Sir, but I have a condition for it.”

“Pak Kades smile.”

“It's about money?”

“What is it?”

“We want all who want the land to be made fertile, must ask our approval to feed Alka, if there is a commotion because of impatience, I have the right to refuse to make the land fertile.”

“Good it's easy.”

“I also need to be escorted by several tiles to protect Alka, because if Alka wretched can-can our dream of making fertile land back it is impossible.” His father Alka.

“Well it can also be worked on.”

“Last, whenever people who want the land fertile by way of feeding Alka, then have to divide us the harvest as much as 1 sack every month.”

“Tadi said did not want to be sold, it turns out you still ask for a reply also.” Mr. Kades is being teased.

“For Alka and we ate Pak.” His father Alka made excuses, but he also hoped to get benefits but that did not mean making his son in pain.

“Already, three requests are enough?”

“Quite Sir, ask for help yes Mr. Kades, to keep us going forward.”

“Ya, as long as Alka is indeed able to make the soil in this village fertile.”

“Alright Mr. Kades, we welcome home.”

After that all Pak Kades made a discourse to develop the village to become a fertile village, he divided each house on the schedule to feed Alka, not allowed anyone to interrupt the queue, all were allowed to feed Alka but had to calm down and wait for the queue.

The scribe who heard that was angry was not playing, he felt that he should have mastered Alka and also his adoptive parents, then he rushed to the house of Alka's adoptive parents.

“What are you guys, why are you coming to Mr. Kades instead of me? you want to be my enemy?”

The scribe was immediately enraged as soon as Alka's adoptive parents' house.

“Juragan, you have no right to be angry! you decide to let go of Alka, you also spread rumors in the market about us and try to make everyone hate us, because we are poor you think can bully us?” his foster father Alka was angry.

“You! you dare yell at me?” The juragan said.

“Yes, of course, if you harm us, then your enemy is all villagers, just try it!” His father Alka still fought.

When the boss was about to force his way into the house to take Alka, suddenly some big-looking people held her from the outside, just in time, the tile sent by Mr. Kades came, lucky, lucky, juragan was a rival of Mr. Kades when he was going to lead, unfortunately the boss lost the village head election, so until now they are still hostile, the rich do like to be hostile if competing for power.

“Release me!” the thief shouted.

“Let go of him.” It turns out that Mr. Kades came with the roof tiles.

“You don't interfere, this is our business, you have nothing to do with it.”

“Note how you speak, I am the leader of this village, if I want, you can just drive me out, I will, all this time I've been quiet when you've been talking about me and all your enemies in the market because you're just talking, just a big mouth, but if you've been mean to a little kid, then, then I could've called the police to handle you.” Mr. Kades who said the high school said very authoritatively.

Juragan felt defeated, he was forced to retreat, although in his heart he was difficult to give up, luckily the Alka family finally came to Pak Kades, not knowing what would happen to Alka if the fitness that mastered it, it could be that Alka would be taken by force or more evil than that.

So do not give up when there is a test, it could be God's way of saving you from disaster, like Alka's adoptive parents, this, they finally escaped from the shackles of the master for not being able to find out what the reason for the land became fertile, then given a much better way out.

The first day of the procession began to feed, this procession made Kades very programmed, all the citizens are very happy because it can turn fairly, the name Kades became popular because of this wisdom, no wonder, no wonder, everyone thinks that higher education really makes people wise and able to manage this village well.

Alka was happy, because she was allowed to eat a lot and meet a lot of people, the message from Alka's adoptive parents was, just wash your hands when you go home and start planting, so you can start doing the exercises, do not wash until you finish planting, if the field is too large, it is allowed to come back but repeat the schedule.

All went well, except for the boss, he did not want to come to ask Alka to feed him, but he still had another way, he told his servant to come, the servant who was his home in the village as well, because some of his servants came from other villages.

The servant fed Alka and planted in the land of the land of the land of the land of the land of the land, of course, torturing once, until finally some of the servants chose to resign because of exhaustion, not to be allowed to rest until the target is finished planting in that day and tomorrow again replant because his hands remain unwashed for days, he eats fed to be fed by other servants.

The village chief could not help because he was still a master clerk, but once one by one the servants left the work of Mr. Kades, rescheduled them to feed Alka and became independent by farming their own crops.

Alka's parents were also very abundant in food, some people even gave their crops not only one sack a month, but some sacks so abundant harvest.

The village that was once famous for being poor, slowly rose up, just because of the saliva of a baby boy.

The market was so quiet to be crowded, crowded because the food is sold abundantly with the best quality and low prices.

Even not only the village next door who look for food in the market, but from other cities.

The market is prima donna will be so many foods available and also diverse, there are even types of plants that they have never encountered in other markets, such as, because many crops are cross-breeding that are creative by the villagers.

The village head was very satisfied with the development of the village, he was even invited to the city by the central government to be a speaker because he managed to make his village a prima donna.

Of course he will not tell what is behind the writhing of the food trade in his village, because it will be a polemic, he said, he also had to keep a promise to Alka's adoptive parents to guard Alka from the evil intentions of people, already well-known to more cunning city people.

Alka is arguably in the hands of the right people, it does not feel like it has been two years Alka was cared for by her adoptive family and has been two years the village became a fertile and prosperous village.

“Ngapain we to market so far anyway Bu?” Meutia and her adoptive mother who is a Midwife turned out to hear also about how this market is complete and became the most talked about market.

“Kan Meutia knows, if here it's a lot of fresh food, I want to try shopping.”

“Yaudah, but don't be long yes, I don't like to market, right, I know.”

“Iya.”

They both started walking around the market.

“Wah carrot is very large, this is also kale leaves look wide.” The midwife said to the seller, Meutia doesn't really care.

“Ya Mom, be picky, all her fresh, lucky mom comes morning, afternoon little mom won't be part.”

“Ah time anyway, this much time abis.”

“New mom is here?” ask the seller.

“Iya, this is your first time here Mr.”

“Befit not yet know, all the vegetables here never stay overnight, all must be exhausted every day, there are middlemen who buy, there are other villages, there are other villages, even city residents who deliberately come to just shop for unique vegetables.”

“Oh so, wow this market is amazing yes, cleaner than other markets as well, so good to buy.”

“Yes, that is, since the boy was present, our village so so lucky.”

“Sorry Sir, what child?”

“Yes, so there was a child who was dumped by his parents in the forest, and found by the people in our poor village, had no children, and they took the child, adopted, and adopted, dear sincerely, so that the boy brings good luck to our village.” The seller did not tell how Alka helped the land in the village, because it had been waded by the village head and of course could be punished if he dared to violate.

The village chief confirmed that the secret of Alka, which was able to fertilize their hands by feeding it, must be kept, all the villagers agreed, keep the secret covered, so all the stories that the boy was carrying good luck, he said, that'sthat's all. So, Alka will be safe from people with evil.

Alka's adoptive father's plan to protect her son was successful, now not only the village chief, but all the villagers were guarding her, making sure Alka was healthy and not attacked by anyone.

Meutia heard it was immediately aghast, she suspected something, the baby she had falsely buried first, the baby lost in the forest, was it her child. But then Meutia smiled, no way, that child was a pesky carrier and full of black energy, so there was no way she could have taken luck in this village.

“Why did you laugh earlier when you bought this fat carrot?” Midwife Erni asked.

“I had thought that the child was my son, but I remembered, it is impossible, because my son is the son of an unlucky bearer.”

“You don't want to investigate first?”

“No need, I'm sure it's not my son, there could have been someone else who dumped his son in the forest, we also don't know when exactly the boy was dumped right?”

“Yes, you're right, let's buy what else?”

“Whatever, your money is still enough?” Meutia asked.

“Less, you bring more money?”

“Of course, I know that shopping with you must be lacking the money I gave you this morning.” Meutia then gave the money to her foster mother again.

Meutia lives with her former stepmother-to-be without knowing the relationship she had with her father, Midwife Erni is very good at taking Meutia's heart, and she has no idea what she is, she is even free to ask for money on her foster child under the pretext of home and kitchen needs, Meutia is not a problem to spend a lot of money on people who have taken care of her, a relationship that is mutually utilized.

Meutia and Midwife Erni then go home and no longer think about the lucky child, Meutia enjoyed her life until she turned out to be back in Darhayusamang and helped her in the war against Ayi Mahogra the dasyat war that even made Darhayusamang come to her child who was blinded by the affection of her biological parents and dark eyes help the war. But, this is a long way off, still talking decades later, so let's go back to when Alka was two years old.

Alka grew up to be an adorable child, plump, pure white skin and very clear teeth growing perfectly healthy, thick black hair, her house is not a hut anymore, but a shack house, a, the land owned by his adoptive father was also very large, it was all because the rice harvest he tried to grow and become a living field for them and their families.

Alka really did get an incredible amount of affection.

As time goes on, the coming years become more and more extraordinary for the village, a village that is very rich and abundant in food.

Alka grew up to be a smart child far above her age, at the age of two she was able to read when no one taught, could already name all the vegetables, told about many things, told about many things, what is lightning like, where does lightning come from, what is rain, why can it rain, Alka became a very smart and wise girl at her young age.

While everyone in the village began to be able to buy cars because they had a lot of money from the harvest, the village was even nicknamed the noble village, because all the rich people were there.

The market becomes a very large market, it is not the people of the city anymore who come, even from various provinces to visit the market and buy all the food that exists.

The market became the first market to be built two levels because of the large demand for food from various corners of the country.

Until the time comes, the time in which the spell will fade, the time in which the guarding of the reversing spell will be destroyed because of the age that has been estimated to be able to control all these abilities, has arrived.

Alka was 5 years old, she was the beloved child of the whole village, she was the child of prima donna, Alka's adoptive parents guarded her wherever the girl went she was always guarded some tile. So, it is very safe for him to play anywhere and anywhere.

Then like luck that comes suddenly, then bad luck can also come suddenly. His saliva which had brought good luck, was now turned upside down, becoming ....

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Author's Note, though,

Ok, now I want the reader's friends to understand yes, if this AJP novel is HORROR and FANTASY genre, it means that there will be so many unreasonable charges, because the genre is so, set from the beginning so, if see part 1 Aditia met Rosa, it makes sense and does not worry?

Where there are people who have died their spirits flutter, must go straight back to Allah SWT right, we all understand that.

But back again, I emphasize once again, this is a Fantasy Horror novel, not a religious novel that all must make sense, not worry, according to the order of ethical harmony and also immoral, so if you want to read a novel that does NOT NGAWUR and makes sense, please look for it in the list of recommended novels from this Platform, many really, religious novels, science novels or real stories.

Trus who want to be brief, want to ask for a short one, read first KARUHUN, very concise because only 84 chapters.

If AJP will be very PPPPAAAAAANNNNJJJJJJJAAAAANNNGGGG because he is such a set, so the title Angkot Pickup (AJP) instead of ADITIA, ALKA, JARNI, GANDING let alone HARTINO.

Why is that Thor? is it because of Thor's money?

Well, I published also how much I earn from this platform, not until 10% of my regular work salary darling.

Old readers certainly know, how I used to be very lazy update, old readers even had to comment asking me more diligent update, here if there are old readers comment yes, yes, what used to ask me to update diligently must know my illness, AJP is a novel that I update like-like.

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Therefore I force myself to be diligent in writing, actually update every day between regular work (9 – hours 5) go home office ngurus child first, only 9 pm nulis, just 9 pm nulis, let it update before 11, then write again for the next day.

So my work that he thinks this ngawur ngawur is, employee, as mother and wife. So I'm not a single woman who is idle in loneliness, I write among the joy, sometimes a lot of typo because what I pursue is not only neatness and PUEBI but the important thing can be updated first.

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Naw, right?

So, let's be sincere yes, so we can develop together and your beloved novel can still I continue.

Writing is my hobby, not my living field, I have a steady job and a husband for a living, so if you are not happy in this field, no one is forced to endure, I want you, I want you, me and them are happy to be here, not a place to berate, complain without giving a reason, arbitrarily in commenting, sorry I am an amused writer, already some people I reprimand directly in the comments, he said, I also kick out straight away so as not to ruin my day and mood for writing.

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