The Ghost Of Death
Steal Sajen

The iron pipe cylinder drained the clear liquid from a mossy pond full of tadpoles, two little girls were sitting cross-legged under the clear water shower.

The two of them were motionless, and the lips of the little girl in red were beginning to pale. Another case with the little girl in green clothes, she still looks fresh.

"I'm not strong!!!" shouted little Nawang Ratih.

"Yemen!!" sigh Little aura.

"Cold, Ra!" Little Nawang Ratih immediately stood up from under the shower, he walked slightly bent over because his feet were numb and his whole body was just cold.

Somehow the odd activity was done by the two little girls who were both 13 years old. Absrut activities are often done by many children their age, maybe they are mimicking how the style of shamans perform the ritual Topho Bhanyu Jhoyo Brono. Not only done by prospective shamans, Topho Bhanyu Jhoyo Brono is also often run by adherents of mystical sciences, in our beloved country.

Topho is usually done under the flow of the Sacred waterfall that is above 50 m high and the unusual Topho time is in the middle of the night until dawn. Topho perpetrators who managed to do the terms and conditions can also ask for the rewards he wants on the supernatural creatures waiting for the waterfall of the Sacred, or the caretaker who became the desengkot place of the Sacred.

"Yes the same!" while Aura was still sitting cross-legged under the shower without flinching.

"Aura, it's very suitable if you become a shaman like your father!" the Nawang Goda Ratih.

Aura's eyes were open but the jet-black bead immediately glanced sharply at Nawang Ratih. "Yes! Let me hang you later." said Aura in a relaxed tone.

"Where are you going to hang me?" asked Nawang Ratih with her pale lips that smiled charmingly.

"Why can't you?! You ngeselin! And you look like Si Kunti who lives in the Asem tree around the village!" aura taunting.

"Not funny, Ra!" said Nawang Ratih, now his pale body has changed clothes.

His small footsteps stepped out of the large cubicle of the village's shower, his tiny body shivering coldly needing the warmth of the afternoon sun.

Nawang Ratih's face smiled with relief when his father's face was hit by the reflection of the warm light of the sun that had shone far on the horizon, the position of the sun which happens to be right above the head of the long brown haired feminine girl who tends to be red.

Nawang Ratih, has two different continental blood. His father is from England and his mother is from the village where he currently lives. They live in a magnificent building like the castle of Princess Disney which is located quite far away with other residents.

"We ate yuk!" invite Aura to Ratih, it turns out Aura has gone out (out of the water) from the ritual ecak-ecaknya.

"What do you bring food for?" nawang Ratih asked with a puzzled expression.

He just gave a sweet smile to Ratih as an answer to his best friend's question. Whether what Aura was thinking was still wrapped in her wet clothes, the little girl began to step her feet out of the wall of the building itself without a roof.

Aura's small footsteps further made Ratih rotate his eyeballs, because the small foot was stepping towards the lowest wall of the sandalwood. The aura climbed up the wall at ear-level that easily.

"Basic monkey!" sigh Ratih, he never thought that his new friend had a behavior that was always far from the behavior of other human children.

Ratih's family had not long moved to the village, the building of his house like a castle was also just completed.

Aura continued her steps down the mossy pond full of tadpoles carefully, but her small footsteps leaped up agilely. The agility of the short black-haired girl's jump meant that Aura often did this.

It turned out that the tomboyish girl was approaching towards Punden (Banyan tree that was haunted or occupied by mystical creatures), and, aura's tiny hands touched the offering basket that was being swarmed by two Kunti who had not been able to enjoy the offering.

"Who are you?" ask the hoarse voice of one of the Kunti.

"Maura!" aura replied, the two Kunti disappeared instantly like smoke when they found out who was standing near them.

The incense near the offerings had not been burned yet, indicating that the offerings had not been the right of the creatures waiting for the place.

Aura deftly brought offerings with Ingkung chicken (a chicken that is usually cooked by being burned and shaped in such a way as per the requirements of each session) that favors towards Ratih.

"What's this?" ask me, confused.

"Baked chicken!" the tomboy girl was already sitting cross-legged in front of the offerings that she placed on a large rock near the building itself.

"Let's eat, here!" take Aura to Ratih.

Ratih who did not know anything stepped his feet toward the existence of Aura which was already like a small ghost because his skin was pale yellow, his body was still soaked and was sitting cross-legged on a large rock while enjoying everything.

"Who put food in there?" ask Ratih who has now bitten one of the thighs of the roasted chicken he has gripped.

"It must be human!" aura replied, the little girl greedily ate the perfectly cooked chicken this time.

"The taste of Mbah Paiyem is unmatched!" sigh Aura.

It turns out that the offerings taken by Aura, is a offerings made by Mbah Paiyem to ask for protection for his first child who migrated to the land of Sumatra.

"Weird part! Ask for the same protection Kunti Twins who never leave Punden!" said Aura, looks Ingkung chicken on a bed of sajen in front of him already live bones alone.

"Who asked for protection?" ask Ratih in a confused tone, this beautiful girl blasteran has absolutely no idea how the process of offerings and pitulung that must be done by shamanists.

"Can't your dad just hang on?!" tanya Ratih without feeling confused at all.

"Mbah Sodik is a master of witchcraft!!! But he can also do a lot of things besides that!" aura said, but her cute face now looked annoyed.

Aura felt like a fool, how he explained the typical Indonesian science that only exists in this country, to half-bulls like Nawang Ratih who used to live and grow up in the capital.

"That's it!" Ratih tau Aura seemed offended by her question so the half-boule girl was just silent now, although there were many things she wanted to know about this village from Aura.

"Aren't you in school?" asked Aura, Ratih had not yet entered a formal school despite having moved to the village for a month.

"My dad promised to put me in formal school when I went to high school!" reply Ratih with a sad face.

"Why?"

"No idea! My dad didn't say anything, when I asked him why!"