Test Loyalty
Searching for Ways

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His friend Bu Aida is now on his way to a village located at the foot of the mountains. The green scenery adds to the beautiful atmosphere of the village that is still natural.

The road up and down did not discourage Bu Aida's intention to fulfill his mission. After traveling almost half a day later the four-wheeled vehicle driven by Kang Supri his personal driver Bu Sinta who drove Bu Aida to where they were headed finally stuck in a yard walled cubicles made of woven bamboo.

"Is this really his house?" tanya Bu Aida glanced doubtfully towards Bu Sinta.

"Yes, Jeng, I still remember very much, really, a few years ago I even stopped here with a friend." Bu Sinta tried to convince Bu Aida who still implied doubt from the look in her eyes.

"Come, we're going down now!" invite Bu Sinta while pushing the car door and one of his feet that is turning the high-heeled shovel began to be lowered and trace the land that looks muddy because it looks like it just rained.

Bu Aida then followed Bu Sinta out the car door from the opposite direction with a bag bearing her pride.

"Yes, Kang Supri, just so unsaturated, can wait for us at the alley densification we just passed. I saw there was a coffee shop that seemed to be open twenty-four hours. Later if the business is done I call Kang Supri," advised Bu Sinta to his personal driver.

"Okay, ma'am," the forty-year-old replied, nodding his head obediently. After making sure the two passengers got off Kang Supri also turned the car and drove away from the house of the two middle-aged women.

While holding each other's hands then they both began to step foot towards the front of the house that was still covered with land. The back of Bu Sinta's hand began to knock on the door made of paintless wood that had been seen starting to weathered and mossy green.

"Assynnnya ... Mba, is Mbah inside? said Ms. Sinta, looking forward to anxiety.

While Bu Aida is still standing while looking around which he thinks feels very foreign.

Shortly afterwards, a heavy voice of a man sepuh from the direction in the building that is more worthy to be called the hut.

"Who? Coming in!" tanyanya at once gave orders.

Bu Sinta nodded towards Bu Aida who looked still hesitant and scared. Slowly pushed the wooden door that made a creaking sound.

Ms. Aida screamed hysterically when a little mouse passed by and accidentally hit her leg while standing inside the old house.

Inside the stuffy room there is an amben fruit made of bamboo rinses. There is an old man sitting cross-legged facing a basin of water that has been sprinkled with various kinds of colorful flowers.

Ms. Sinta pulled slowly on Bu Aida's wrist to take her up the narrow-sized amben.

"Ma'af, Mbah Sumo, I came here to take my friend who has a desire," said Bu Sinta directly expressed the intention and intention of his arrival.

Mbah Sumo coughed and then said, "What does your friend want from me?" he asked while staring alternately at his two guests.

Ms. Aida then cleared her throat. Set your breath to gather the courage to speak fluently in front of the person he thinks is smart. Trying to dispel the fear that had enveloped him earlier. Since he started to enter the old hut.

"Emh ... A, anu, Mbah, my purpose is here to ask Mbah for help and help." Ms. Aida lost her mind until she forgot her own God who was the only place to ask for help. Because it has been blinded by the beauty and luxury of this mortal world. Until he got out of his own path and rules of religion.

"What's your goal?" The old grandfather looked up at Bu Aida who smiled faintly at the look in Mbah Sumo's eyes.

"I want my son to be a full-fledged husband to his second wife. If only his first wife could get out of my son's life as soon as possible." It was hard for Ms. Aida to express her long-held wishes.

"That's it?" asked the old man to investigate.

"Note the names of the three people you mean!" later decree.

"My son is Hariz Pratama, his first wife, Dhena Khoirunnisa while his second wife Nelly Anggraini." Bu Aida explained with what the old shaman just broke down.

Mbah Sumo then chuckled long, saying, "This very easy thing for me."

Then the thick-bearded old man picked up a medium-sized bottle of clear water in which there was an object of some kind.

"This water I mix into every drink Mother's son named Hariz it until it runs out!" later decree.

"This white powder is sprinkled on every meal of Mother's daughter-in-law named Dhena until it is not left, too" he continued, handing white powder wrapped in a piece of paper in front of Ms. Aida.

"For the dowry I ask for three million rupiahs right now," he concluded with a smile showing some of his teeth that have blackened and porous signs of not being treated elicit an unpleasant smell from the mouth of the old shaman. Making Bu Aida instantly feel nauseous and want to remove her stomach contents.

With trembling hands Bu Aida handed over the chocolate envelope she had prepared from home to pay for what she called the smart man.

Mbah Sumo smiled with satisfaction after receiving the money from Bu Aida. He immediately stored the envelope into a bag of shabby and shabby clothes like never touched the water, which he was wearing.

"We say goodbye, no, Mbah." Bu Sinta said goodbye to the shaman after it was felt that the business of Bu Aida was finished. Which was answered by nodding his head while coughing by the old man.

"Later after the water and the powder is gone, I have to come back here. There are still the next stages and rituals that must be done so that your goals are quickly implemented." Mbah Sumo reminded as he continued to chuckle in between his cough which sounded very terrible.

Mbah Sumo got up from his seat to drive the two guests to the front of the house until the backs of the two middle-aged women disappeared from the corner.

"Basic, greedy old woman. It's just the appearance of the shit, but the brain is empty and stupid that I'd like to mess with those dirty things," murmured Grandpa Sumo as he walked into the door of the house that was greeted by a beautiful young woman from the room with a sweet smile who was ready to receive the contents of the envelope from the shaman beprofesi man.