The Angkara Murka
The Book of Obong - Bakar
A touch of horror as well as surprise that is very spread to the nape of Satria Piningit so that it makes the feathers goosebumps. He looked quickly at the direction Priyam was pointing at.
Darkness clumps in the sky as the background of rows of banana trees whose leaves sway lazily in the night wind. "Slack you Priyam. Intentionally pranking yes. I'm not a coward, but that doesn't mean I'm a bold ass, either" exclaimed Satria Piningit in response to Priyam's sudden words with a slight annoyance. Apagi apparently found nothing Priyam had explained.
Slowly the heartbeat of Satria Piningit swallowed and normalized again.
"But in fact humans are more frightening," said Priyam, again with a sudden disregard for Satria Piningit's reaction was really tight.
Suddenly Satria Piningit was silent at Priyam's words. The boy's words stomped like a hammer on his chest. This time he agreed with what Priyam said. Especially when he saw the two eyes Priyam suddenly sad and so complex with mixed feelings that somehow and how heavy. Priyam then lowered her head.
"Yes, you may be right, Priyam. Humans are more sadistic and more evil than ghosts. If I had met a robber or a bully, I would have killed him. If it's a ghost, yes even though I might be peeing in my pants, but maybe I just fainted so scared of it. While humans certainly do not hesitate to kill the lives of others."
Priyam nodded, "You know why the name of this village is Obong?" ask Priyam. Satria Piningit is silent, although the word obong in Javanese actually means burn.
"Because the people of this village are very fond of fire," continued Priyam saw Satria Piningit did not answer.
"They like to play with fire in the form of harmony, witchcraft, indulgence, and other activities that require them to work with the devil. They like to burn the feelings of people, families and themselves with gambling, prostitution, and wine. But they are all hypocrites. You know, my father, Ngalimun, died maintaining balance by talking to the supernatural and the other world in order to make peace with them. But in return, my family was accused of shirk. Though my father was the one who caught the tuyul who tried to steal in one of the houses. It was my father who found Mr. Lurah maintaining the genie that keeps him rich even though he never seems to work even a little," continued Priyam then at length and fiery.
Satria Piningit was frankly confused as to what to answer or how to respond. Because the name Obong pinned to this place is closely related to the things that the ancestors of the village did. He often heard, even too often, that his family in this village was for generations considered a distinguished and distinguished family. They are considered to be the early people who dared to burn the tools of shamanic practices and occult science in this village. Simply put, the ancestors of Satria Piningit in this village were people who dared to fight against idiosyncrasies. Therefore, as a form of respect for his ancestors, the villagers agreed to name this village as Obong Village.
But indeed from one side, Satria Piningit saw Priyam there is a point also to say that this village was once famous for their occult practices, but from the story of sembah kakung and sumbangan princess Satria Piningit, who was a famous village, it was his family who from the beginning kept this village from falling into activities that are contrary to good religious and moral values, not the other way around. So Satria Piningit was a bit confused by Priyam's version of the story. But he did not ignore it, the name is also the story must actually only two sides of the same coin, right?
So Satria Piningit decided to stay quiet.
Without waiting for Satria Piningit's reply, Priyam continued saying, "It has been unknown how long they have continued to practice black magic. They spurn each other, torturing others, not even their own neighbors, with hate."
Satria Piningit became a little restless with Priyam's attitude, but she also remained horrified. "You see a flying head?" satria Piningit asked slowly reassuringly.
"You know, Satria, tonight the devil is feasting. You feel the heat, don't you? The woman in red on the banana tree was the woman who was raped by the village officials along with the young men. He was all this time in his dying realm curious waiting for a vengeance. So continues. I don't know how long."
Inevitably Satria Piningit gawked and gulped his own saliva loudly. "I'm sorry I've always been joking, Priyam. But it seems like you can see things that I can't. I didn't think that far about this village either. In fact, there really is not much that I understand in this place," said Satria Piningit honestly though confused also must really believe or doubt all the stories Priyam conveyed.
"You can only see the good things that are in front of your eyes. Wait after you want to open your mind or wait a bit mature so that you can see the ugliness, then your inner eyes will open as well," said Priyam.
Satria Piningit's feelings change drastically again towards this mysterious Priyam. He almost laughed at Priyam. Seeing his stature, Satria Piningit's age alone might be a year older than Priyam, but Priyam acted as a wise and mature pretender to Satria Piningit.
Priyam is a strange child. Satria Piningit realized that. But somehow, Satria Piningit likes him. Priyam was always serious and filled with sadness. That often makes Satria Piningit sometimes pity what Priyam has felt all this time, whatever it is. Satria Piningit herself sees herself as having little in common with Priyam. Early on moving to this village, Satria Piningit still felt alone and lonely. He realized that all this was due to his own decision that had been round to settle down with the mbah kakung and mbah his daughter who was not so familiar, let alone he was still Junior High, let alone he was still Junior High, it is small enough to live in people's land.
But that was his determination to know and experience life on the island of Java that he heard was full of color, often even sparkling. It only took a moment to know that he was living in a village.
Having a well-respected family in this village actually makes it have many advantages. People were curious about him when he first arrived at this place. Peers in his village offered their 'help' to get to know this village better. Every day they invited Satria Piningit to play and tour the village. Go to the south of the village, through the sugar cane garden, play behind the sugar factory building that has stood since the Dutch era, down the small kali to the east to the Pratama river; the main river is a large rocky and strong stream, to electrify small fish, hunting squat through the rice fields to the neighboring village, or to the north playing with peers in the former ancient temple that has lived only rubble.