Story of Mystery Story
The Mystery of Unnatural Death

News of grief enveloped the family of Pakde Win, his eldest son died. He died by suicide, he said.

The incident occurred a few days ago, the narration of his former lover, the son of Pakde Win named Ilham visited his house. His intention was to re-knit the relationship that had been severed.

Ningrum who was Ilham's former lover initially received his good arrival. But when he knew the purpose of Ilham wanted to return to him, he refused, because there was no feeling of liking the young man anymore.

Ilham forced, and asked his ex to make up. Well, next Ningrum said that his ex threatened to kill himself if his wish was rejected. At first Ningrum was in disbelief, even had time to enter the room to avoid the man. But surprised he, when he came back out of the room and thought Ilham had gone home, it turns out the man was still in the living room. Even more terrifying, his mouth was already foaming, and in his left hand was grasping a white cloth.

Soon he and his family called a rickshaw, taking Ilham to the clinic. Fate says otherwise, the life of Inspiration is not helped. What a tragic incident, according to Ningrum his former lover was already planning to end his life, even suspecting that the white cloth he held was a shroud that Ilham had prepared.

I got up from my seat after rethinking the incident that befell the family of Mr. Win. I saw a new wall clock showing at eight o'clock at night, my feet stepping towards the room, there was one office job I wanted to finish.

Geck! Geck!

The sound of the door knocking.

"Bimo, this is Pakde.." One familiar voice was heard. I turned around and headed for the front door.

Outside is exactly what I thought, Mrde Win. The 56-year-old man still looked sad.

"Oh Pakde, come on in.." I said.

Mr. Win shook his head, "No need Bimo, I came here because I want to invite you to accompany me to one place." he replied.

I shriveled, "Where's Pakde?"

"With my acquaintance's house, you're willing, aren't you?"

"Well, of course I want Pakde, so let me copy first and prepare the vehicle." I said.

Back I entered the room, while Mrde Win was waiting in the front porch. I put on a pair of trousers, I took the motor contact on the table. After that I met my parents for a break.

"Let's Pakde," asked me who was ready with the motorcycle I just issued.

We huddled, I drove my bike slowly. "Where are we going, Pakde?"

"So, I'll tell you the direction later, I'll go to Ki Ranu's place." replied Mr. Win.

"Who's Ki Ranu Pakde?"

"He's my acquaintance, including smart people.."

In the middle of the journey Pakde Win said his intention to the place where Ki Ranu who he called a smart person. He was suspicious of the abnormal death of his son. Inspiration so far known as a person who obeys worship, why suddenly suicide? Indeed, the event made him not believe, especially in saying that he had prepared a shroud before his death, while Mr. Win knew very well, the white cloth held by Ilham was a scarf that he used to carry everywhere, commonly used as a head base when fitting prayer.

We didn't feel like we were at the house we were headed to. Ki Ranu's house looked dark on the front, as soon as I got off the bike I felt a strange feeling, like a sense of trembling. But try to step aside, and step following Pakde Win who walked towards the house.

On the inside of the house still looks light, indicating the occupant is still awake. Mr. Win knocked on the door and gave his greetings, before long the door opened. From the inside was an old man, his face was misty with no mustache or beard, his clothes were all dark, his eyes were sharp.

He smiled when he saw Mr. Win. "You Win.. Let's go in.." said the old man.

We went in, there were no chairs in the living room. As already accustomed Pakde Win immediately sat on the floor covered with carpet. The host walked inside.

I sat down next to Pakde. Ki Ranu's living room is so artistic, some of the wall displays are filled with some ancient objects such as keris and paintings. All of that added to the strange vibration that I've been feeling since.

Ki Ranu turned himself up shortly afterwards, he sat in front of us. His eyes watched me over and over, "What do you feel?" Suddenly asked.

I was a bit surprised by his unexpected question, my mouth opened, "I'm Ki. I feel a kind of vibration Ki..."

He nodded, "Why, which you feel is because of the presence of the Maung, he just saw you this time, I saw from earlier pacing back and forth sniffing your body.."

"Maung...?" My words don't understand.

Pakde Win close his mouth to my ear, "Pet white tiger Maung Ki Ranu to guard this house.. Magical creature..."

My chest rippled after getting an explanation from Pakde.

Ki Ranu turned his gaze to Pakde Win, "Over three years you have not visited Win, I understand because of your busyness, from the beginning I saw a dark hue on your face, what problem? Tell me..."

Only Pakde opened his mouth, from inside came a dark-skinned youth. In his hand he carried a tray of drinks, skillfully he put cups of coffee in front of us, then went back inside.

"Please." said Ki Ranu offered.

Honoring the host Mr. Win sipping his coffee, so did I. After several times sipping his coffee, Mrde Win said, "Before I apologize for interrupting your break Ki, first of all my arrival is certainly for the friendship, the second there is one thing I want to tell you... it's related to the death of my son..."

Mr. Win then told about the death of his son, and at the end he expressed suspicions about the incident that befell his son. ".... demikanlah Ki, so I mean, I want to ask you to open the veil of my son's real death... can you Ki...?" her door.

Hearing Pakde Win's words, Ki Ranu's eyes glared forward for a moment, "Revealing the actual events is certainly who knows only your own son Win, while summoning a dead spirit is certainly impossible, he said, because he's been moving around, the only thing I can do is call your son khodam..."

"Khodam..?" Repeat Pakde full of questions.

"If that's the only way, I'm according to Ki..."

Ki Ranu took out a white paper and a pen from his pocket, asking him to write his son's full name, along with the day of his birth, after which he could hold the paper back, and rise back inside. Some time Ki Ranu came out, along with the young man in black who had served a drink, in the young man's hand was a glass of water.

Back Ki Ranu sat down, the young man sat down and put the glass he was holding.

"This is Prapto, he's my maid, he's the one who's gonna mediate your son's khodam presence. Whatever happens, all I hope is calm, his hand grabbed a glass of water, put it close to his mouth, his lips were kamit, the surface of the water was blown, then his left hand held Prapto's hand, close the glass to the young man's mouth, as he was accustomed to, the young man immediately gulped down the water proffered on his lips.

At a glance Prapto's body looked stiff twitching, trembling, his eyes looked different, looked a little savage, Ki Ranu rubbed Prapto's face, the eyes dimmed.

"Is this present you Inspiration!?" Ki Ranu asked suddenly. A snort came from Prapto's nose. Ki Ranu pressed the hand of his maid, making the young man let out a choking sound. "Iy iyya. It's me..."

One voice was a bit raucous coming out of the mouth of the intermediary, so the voice was indeed very similar to the voice of my cousin Ilham.

"You know why you were called here!?"

"Tidd. by the way..."

"Tell me honestly about the cause of your death.."

There was a sound of a noise. "Baa. ikk.."

"Are you dead of poisoning!?"

"Sir..."

"You poisoned yourself!?"

"Tidd.. akk..."

"Are you in poison!?"

"Benn. arrr..."

"Who poisoned you...!?"

An angry snort came out of the mediator's nose, "Ddii. aa..."

"He who!?" Ki Ranu is smacking

"Peremm. puannn.."

"You mean your ex-boyfriend!?"

"Benn. narr..."

"How did he poison you?"

"Minn. numm..."

"Why did he poison you..?"

The tremors in the mediator's body again occur is now getting stronger. There was an enlarged noise, "Heeerrrrr... jaa.. haat... herr. peremmm...pu... ann... jaa.. haaat..."

Ki Ranu said kamit, he moved his hands, and rubbed the face of the intermediary, the young man's body was limp, Ki Ranu laid his body on the floor slowly, he took the glass that was still in white water earlier and drank it.

Before long the mediator Prapto recovered, he sat back down, Ki Ranu gave one sign, the young man immediately got up and went back inside.

Ki Ranu faced back at us, "That's the result, I had to stop, the aura is getting stronger, if I continue to disturb the health of my maid.."

Mr. Win was stunned, of course he was shaken after hearing all from the mouth of the intermediary who had been possessed, while I myself felt a nervous gurgle in the chest after seeing and hearing everything just now.

"Win..!?" Ki Ranu reprimanded Pakde, after a long awaited inaudible reply from his mouth.

Pakde gagapan, his face looks sad, clearly he remembers the fate of his son who ended horribly.

"Oh Ki. I don't think it's strong. what should I do if that's the case..."

"Everything that happens because of the will of the Power, I just obey your prayer.My advice, please let your son go. do not intend to retaliate, if you want of course I can help, but remember, if you retaliate, it means you are as bad as the perpetrator, let the one above punish you later." Ki Ranu advised.

Pakde Win nodded, his head nodding. Fortunately Pakde obeyed Ki Ranu's advice, he gave all that had happened, and only hoped that his son would be accepted by his side.

We say goodbye, me and Mr. Win went home through the thick of the night.

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