
Girinata set her foot like a giant scattering dwarfs. He's so confident. His majesty radiated blindly. The cold wind that pierced like fine needles in the fog folds had absolutely no effect on the dark, muscular body of his naked clay. On the contrary, his youth made his body feel hot burned by the burning spirit and intent inside.
Eve and magical energy and magic can be felt by real penetrating into the space of his world, it can even be said that the torrent of power that crashing Pon Hamlet without restraint anymore. Girinata believes that the princess, Wardhani, has certainly succeeded in completing the destruction of five sacred objects in four different places, he thought.
Now it is perfect nan paripura time for him to devour to fullness and sip until satisfied energy that he has craved for a long time. This is the time to close the past with a future that suits all his dreams. The magical gate of the wrathful angkara had opened wide. No one or anything can prevent it, let alone stop it.
Indeed, in the past, Girinata was skeptical of the beliefs of the elders of Dusun Pon about supernatural things. It is the same with many young people and villagers who thirst for modernity and the worship of money. Beliefs that are spiritual and supernatural in any form are imagination and delusion. Only the psychological gratifier and soul warmer of humans always puts hope above all else. It is as if believing in rituals and certain things that are invisible to the eye and are not palpable by logic can make them all get a better and secure future.
Ironically, both parents, especially the mother, Dasimah, are very close to supernatural activities and occult science. The mother of Girinata even blatantly told him one day, "Girinata, do you think our wealth is entirely from hard work? No, I'm lanang, it's all thanks to Mother's witchcraft."
Girinata could not tell if the mother was joking or teasing him, even though the smell of flowers, incense or incense was like the perfume of her home. Girninata's indifference slowly dissipated when her relationship with her lover and Sapar Nataprawira's mastermind son, Marni, was rejected outright by her father. What hurt her the most was that she felt humiliated. The rich and powerful boy in Pon Hamlet was beaten and slapped with a slipper when he and Marni were having sex next to one of the hamlet's sanctuaries.
"Mom, if you can really do magic, I want you to kill Sapar Nataprawira!" she said that night with a wounded and humiliated face. He did not know why he had to report it to his mother. Maybe because of despair and did not feel any harm in expressing his disappointment to his mother, or actually deep down, he was already bound to the family's magical bloodline. Just waiting for time for Girinata to finally believe the magic passed down by her parents.
The mother just smiled and said, "Mom knew sooner you'd come to me. Let's just say this job is done. Take that woman, make your wife. His father will never be able to stop you again. Wait two or three more days and you'll see what happens to the mastermind."
When what the mother said really happened, Girinata could not avoid the possibility, the possibility that the future-in-law really died due to the use of the mother.
It's just that after Girinata is still half-heartedly studying the magic given by the Mother day after day. Especially when the father died, slowly their wealth disappeared. Land and businesses are on sale.
"Don't you say our wealth comes from your witchcraft? But after he died, we began to slowly become poor. Does that not mean that the Father who has been a hard worker, while I from small became a shopper who can not work?" his protest to the Mother was frank, a little presumptuous, without manners.
As usual, the mother smiled, then laughed. "Tumbar, lanang, the answer. Stubble."
"When your Father dies, Mother's knowledge must be re-coated, it must be revealed to you. And, you, you have to sacrifice your first child when he is in his teens" continued the mother relaxed.
"Mom's aware not of what you just said? Sacrificing a child as a tumbar? Then, did Mom and Dad used to sacrifice the late Mas Anggara? Didn't he die of illness when I was very young?"
The mother laughed back mysteriously. He didn't answer. Instead the old woman said another thing, "Learn this mantra. Half of it I'll teach you after you've made your first child grow up."
Morat-marit economic conditions plus lifestyle hedonism extraordinary Girinata and Marni after they married, especially for size in a poor and isolated hamlet, and, making Girinata and Marni who is now his wife to agree slowly studied witchcraft seriously and diligently to Dasimah.
They began to get evidence by being able to see all kinds of terrible supernatural beings around them. But this power makes them addicted. Teluh and santet apparently become part of the interest of this couple. Including hostile to the elders of the protective hamlets of sacred places that have always been opponents of their occult knowledge even since the time of the late Father, Grandfather, Grandpa Moyang and Ancestor of the Girinata family hundreds of years before.
Wednesday night Pon was the silent witness to the massacre of the guards of four sacred places by the knowledge of the teluh Girinata, Marni and Dasimah. The power of Dasimah plus Girinata and Marni became many times more powerful, making the determination of the village elders. Their knowledge cannot be compared to the experienced Dasimah and Girinata and Marni who are young, lustful and strong.
Unfortunately, a few years later Dasimah died before Kinanti killed himself and became a victim, before they got full knowledge of the pesugihan.
The talent of Wardhani, the second child, is quite surprising to both. Slowly they began to teach the princess the magic they knew. The grandmother's spirit, Dasimah, was slowly present in the house. Reported that there will be a young shaman who has extraordinary magic and magic that will restore them in their heyday. Not only wealth and power, but also the return of youth and the coming of eternity. The figure becomes a point of satisfaction that is many times greater than anything ever
Girinata, Marni and the rest of her family want and crave.
For that, one last step for Girinata, blood must be shed again.