Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Guests Not Invited

Mas Amri continued to chant the canticles while doing the same movement. Her hands were trembling as if she was brushing her hair to the side with her five fingers. 

Sari walked to the front of Amri, she tilted her head and smiled cynically.

"Well, there's a beautiful nyai coming!" he said while squatting in front of the Amri mas who was still chanting the canticles with their eyes closed.

In Sari's vision, there was a beautiful woman wearing a yellow kemben and a hook. The woman was beautiful. He glanced at Sari at a glance but then glared again with gurgling, avoiding Sari's gaze.

"Why bother Amri? Go home and get back to where you came from!"

The woman in the body of the Amri mas did not answer he continued chanting the canticle that felt stifling Sari. The sound of the spirit summoning spell again rang out in Sari's ears, this time feeling very clear.

Sang hyang cipto gumono 

Rawuhno ….

Kang aperojo hing songgo 

Rawuh

Mijil ono and pangersersaningsun

Sari snorted in annoyance, wanting to stop the spellcaster.

Why are there two spells? Who calls one spirit the same? Is this going to throw a party at my house?

Sari finally ignored the spell that kept ringing in her ear. Whoever said it was definitely not a random person, Sari did not want to interfere with it. In front of him was Amri who had to be helped immediately.

Just in case Sari strengthens the magical fence around the house, she does not want to be disturbed when removing the beautiful woman from the body of Amri. Bimasena and the others ordered him to take care.

"Mbak Asri same mbak Pur help mas Amri stand up, we take him in!" sari's orders without getting rejected both.

"Mas Amri, come with us to Dalem here and get cold magrib later!" mbak Pur said while helping Mas Amri stand up.

Mas Amri did not fight at all, he complied and walked with gusto like a woman. Sari signals that Amri will be seated not far from him.

Mbak Asri and mbak Pur asked Sari to stay away a little. 

"Hey, come out alone rather than force me!" Sari tries to re-communicate.

Mas Amri shook his head weakly, he again chanted the song earlier. Sari began to get anxious, the longer the song was sung the more the soft people who came and roamed in front of Sari's house. He also put Amri to sleep so as not to be fully dominated by the beautiful softener.

Sari traversed nature and met a beautiful woman who was sitting on the edge of the river. He was brushing his long black hair.

"What's this about ayu?" the question was gentle without looking.

"Why did nyai enter the body of Amri mas?" ask Sari on the softener

"She accidentally touched me, so I borrowed her body for a while to ...," the softener hung up her answer.

"For what?"

The beautiful woman from the jinn nation stopped her activities and looked at Sari for a moment.

"Call the others, can't you? I'm lonely there?"

"eeh, lonely? How many did you call?"

"Ehm, one .. two ...," the yellow developing woman moved her finger, Sari glanced at the count.

"Ccck, do a lot! Are you coming with me? Let's not be lonely, but beware if it comes out without my permission, nyai get severe punishment," Sari offers a home for the beautiful soft man.

He soon smiled and nodded. 

"Well that's .. But wait a minute I want nanya, who said the spell? Does he have anything to do with you?" 

"She's the same person who always wanted me to go with her, ' she said," 

"What is the same person?" Sari was a little surprised.

The woman looked at Sari for a moment and said, "He always follows me, because I am considered capable of summoning a great softener to be used as an heirloom spirit,"

"Oh, that's .. eh so nyai great people dong until there are shamans who follow where nyai go?" 

The gentler named Nyai Laksmi smiled wryly at Sari and nodded.

"You're lucky to meet me, and now where's the house you promised?" 

"In the meantime, how softly do you call it? I should also bring him in with nyai?"

Nyai Laksmi shook her head, "No, they are cheap soft let them be called by the shaman's spell! I can give you a little more,"

Sari thought for a moment, then asked again. "Who's the shaman's name? What does nyai know?"

"People call it Mbah Wito" replied Laksmi as she lowered her head and disappeared.

"Mbah Wito? that's right ...," Sari remembered the man in the photo Aji showed her yesterday, "Don't you think he's the same person!"

Nyai Laksmi without a fight goes into the beautiful bluish green mustika. Sari returned and Amri slowly regained his senses. Sari gave a drink that had been given a prayer for Mas Amri.

"Udah okay?" ask Sari with a smile.

"Yes, mbak. Why am I here?"

"Hhm .. la Kowe pie to meh Magrib dumadak kebon! Yo kesambet!" Mbak Pur looks annoyed to see the behavior of Amri mas who still counted his nephew.

"Oh ngono to, I'm lali budhe! I'm ki mung ked met wing ayune proper rack, invite acquaintance!"

(Oh yeah, I forgot budhe! I remember meeting beautiful people with acquaintances!)

"Lha kui, dumadak jelatane og! Guests to tibake!"

(That's it, take care of all his eyes! It was a trance!)

"Here, don't make any more noise! I want this magrib to get ready magriban bertar again adzan!" sari melerai.

"Mbak's seeds!" sahut the three while leaving Sari.

Sari glanced at the clock on the wall, as Doni's car entered the courtyard. From behind a large window he saw Doni with a handsome man wearing a black shirt with partially rolled up arms.

Sari frowned trying to remember who that handsome man was.

"Hi beb, wait a minute?!" Doni kissed Sari's forehead.

"Tumben's coming home soon? What's up?"

"Hhhm, there's a guest!" sahut Doni with his signature grin.

"Bak Sari, long time no see?!" The handsome man pokes out from behind Doni's body, and Sari remembers him instantly,

"Saka?!"