Pickup Transportation
(Part 466: Cambodia 28)
Aditia and Alka immediately went to the rickshaw's wife's place, only the hope they held.
"You're still gonna try?" Alka asked.
"Just try, who knows the results according to what we want, not what we expect."
"I'm a pessimist" said Alka.
They came down and intended to go to the rickshaw's wife's house.
Just to the front door, many people who were in the house, Alka and Aditia were actually reluctant to enter because many people.
"Excuse me, is there a mother?" Alka asked.
"Your girls, we're all ngantri." A middle-aged woman who was sitting on the floor with many others said.
"Ngynous? For what?" Aditia's confused.
"You're going to grab some groceries too, right?" The mother asked while accusing.
"Huh? A shot? No, we are the accident caravan manager from the community service office related to accident victims, we want something we ask."
"Oh, I think my mother wants to get more money, her husband died so rich the mother, if gini mah, mening my husband also died, so rich me." The mother who rebuked earlier said jokingly, but this irony is heartbreaking.
"Your husband died mah, your life is getting harder, your husband joined the cooperative like a rickshaw man? Your money man genduin that, so where can he join that cooperative." Everyone laughed loudly at the same time.
Then an old mother came out, she did not know who Aditia and Alka were, because they had not previously met.
"Sorry mom, we're from the government office, ibi related to the accident, can you talk for a minute?"
The old mother nodded and invited them to enter, while the share was continued by someone else, perhaps a neighbor or his son, Aditia and Alka did not care much.
The three of them entered the dining room, there was a curtain that became the boundary between the living room and dining room, the living room was being used as a place to put the groceries to be given.
"Sorry to talk here? I again share the basic food, I understand that I can get a lot of fortune, so share, later if you want the shot, take it. You guys need to come here?"
"It's about the death of a mother's husband." Alka opened the chat.
"Well, what happened to his death? Wasn't the death of my husband a natural death because of age?"
"No ma'am, the death of the mother's husband, a death that may have been intentional because ... The influence of the supernatural."
"What yes? But who's after us? We used to be poor, just want to eat very hard, so why would my husband want to be killed?"
"Because he's after mom's husband's soul to be pulverized."
"discumbed? This I don't understand any more, grounded for what?" He still could not read in which direction this chat actually went.
“Maybe mom's husband did pawn his soul for all the gold that mom got.”
“You know that I got the gold? From where? I never told you I got the gold from that woman, the woman she said was a co-operative. I just told these people that my husband was saving the cooperative, but I never said I was getting gold, afraid that I would be colonized. If you know, is it true, my husband has mortgaged himself to get the gold?” His wife looked worried, Alka tried to go deeper, to ensure that his wife could be invited to work together.
“Yes, the mother's husband probably did that to get the gold, but he was lied to, his soul could never go back to God, his soul would forever continue to serve Gandarwi, the woman who gave you the gold, he will captivate the soul of the mother's husband, he eats slowly until finally the soul of the mother's husband will be completely destroyed.”
“One-time love my husband.”
“Then mom should help her to get away from Gandarwi.”
“Can I?” Wife asked.
“Can, mother should tell Gandarwi that mother is not willing if her husband mother soul is taken, mother should tell Gandarwi so that we can make him lose strength and prevent many more victims.”
“I'll do it!” His wife the rickshawman looked determined.
“Do you know the risk?” Alka asked again.
“What's the risk?”
“The gold will be lost, the wealth you have now will be destroyed and your husband will still die, only his soul is not absorbed slowly and can return to God.”
“Then I had to meet Gandarwi and say that I was not sincere.”
“You sure? It's okay if what you have now will disappear completely?”
“What I have now is nothing compared to my husband's soul, I beg you, I must meet the woman and ask my husband's soul again.”
“Wah, you are a noble-hearted wife, why are you back poor?” Alka asked.
“Seeing you makes me believe, Mom. Believe that there are humans who still have a heart.” Aditia praised then after saying goodbye to the ojek's wife's mother, they will prepare a ritual void agreement with Gandarwi, so that he does not get out of the tunnel, he said, cancel this agreement can be done outside the tunnel, if the agreement is canceled between Gandarwi and the rickshawman, then it is certain, Gandarwi will come out carrying the soul of the rickshawman to be returned, because one soul will be able to make his disguised intentions fall apart and no soul can come out without his permission from the tunnel without him intervening out, except for the herd and the plot that has been marked, he said, he could throw it yesterday. Thus, when it comes out that the herd and the plotters will use the spell of the four directions because the position of the soul is still in the hands of Gandarwi, it can be considered as a deviation from the supernatural rules and Gandarwi will be destroyed by his power.
Aditia and Alka drive to the supernatural headquarters, they want to tell you this, it's still day, they're going to pick up the wife of the rickshawman to go to the tunnel tonight, before everyone has to get ready.
“You sure he wants to? because yesterday as soon as I got there, I saw her as an old woman who likes money.” Hartino asked.
“Yes, I'm sure she loves her husband, considering that for so long they were married, there must be a sense of pity until his wife wanted her husband's soul to return to God rather than be held captive by the devil.
“Well if you're very sure, we'll do it, I'll still make a backup plan.” Somehow Ganding also agreed with Hartino, he was not sure the woman would actually help them and handed them the gold.
“Prepare Nding, we indeed need to make many plans to bend it, otherwise I will destroy its power as a genie, this will be a murder for no reason like I killed Marni, I'll lose my supernatural sight, but we can cure it using Alka's blood right?”
“That cure would hurt like that, right, Dit? After all, Gandarwi is not a genie that is easily conquered as well.” Alka disagreed, because she was afraid to see Aditia suffer again.
“We make some plans, I will make the order, you will understand when I mention the letter, plan A for the cancellation of the agreement made by the families of the victims, in order for Gandarwi to become a genie who breaks the rules by stealing souls, plan B is ....
“Both Nding, we have to memorize it, because for those of us who are not geniuses, memorizing what you say will not be as easy as if you did it.” Ami said with a ketus, because the herd is used to solving problems tactically and then practically. While Ami tends to work very carefully and impressed full of consideration, understand he usually does not have a team. Is it necessary to include Ami in the herd in your opinion? To practice.
“I will summarize it with your style of work, I have observed you one by one.”
“You are really smart yes Nding, even with this fast time, you can already know how we work.”
“I am indeed an observer, if Kak Alka the careful one who is always on target, Har and Alisha the crazy reckless one, if Aditia, you know, she is the strongest, if my lover, if it is, you don't look at him Jat, I'll plug your eyes!”
Jajat just realized that he was caught watching Jarni secretly.
“Not intentionally Nding, just relax, I know how you love inseparable.” Cengengesan.
“I hope that you say according to your heart too, not just dui mouth.”
“Nding!” Alka is upset because Ganding is still attacking Jajat, while we do not have time to play jealous.
“Alright, we prepare everything.
...
“Tnight arrived, Aditia finally picked up the rickshaw's wife, she brought the rest of the gold she had.
“You said this would disappear right? I'll give it back to him. My husband is more than this.”
“You good woman Mom, may God always give you the best yes.”
“Ya, hopefully, aminnn.”
Then they drive into the tunnel, they've arrived, only Aditia and the woman are near the tunnel.
“Fisher him out by saying who you are, Bu.” Aditia said carefully so as not to be heard.
“Queen Gandarwi, I am the wife of the rickshaw whose soul you took, come out, I want the soul of my husband!” His wife shouted loudly, nothing came out of the tunnel.
“Shout just one more time.”
“Gandarwi, let go of my husband, I do not sincerely he made an exchange for this gold!” his wife the rickshawman shouted in his old hoarse voice.
Before long, the ground felt shaking, broken already the agreement of Gandarwi with the rickshawman, from the tunnel came out a figure that floated in all black clothes.
He brought the old pedicab soul.
He confronted the rickshawman to his wife.
“You want him?” Gandarwi said calmly. He was still too close to the tunnel, it was still difficult to attack him at this point.
“Yes, I want to cancel the agreement you made with my husband, his soul is worth more than the gold you gave me!” His wife shouted and threw a bag containing the rest of the gold he had, in contrast to the wife of the taxi driver, as the wife of this rickshaw man did not understand about banking, so his gold was still stored at home.
“You want to cancel it?” Gandarwi stood between the tunnel and the entrance, still difficult to attack, others prepared without being seen, from afar, of course by the teleportation of Alka, they could get to the tunnel in seconds.
“Ya, I want to cancel it.” Wife steady.
“Then, take this soul for you.” Gandarwi was about to throw the soul, but the rickshawman with the rest of his consciousness, because he had been absorbed slowly, his soul was very weak and looked in great pain.
“Consider the riches, ma'am, why have you come here, in vain has my soul become this exchange and pain.” The pedicab was crying.
“I did cancel this agreement sir, but I cancelled it, to ... renew the agreement, my husband's soul is worth more than the gold you first gave, it should be ... you gave that gold twice as much!”
Aditia dumbfounded she tricked granny.