
Finally, with a dramatic enough scene, the growl is accompanied by a scream that is enough to make ear pain because in the ruqyah, Pak Hardi can be immediately resuscitated. Even though his body instantly lemes.
"Kayak knows the spring bed!" muttered mas Riski who just realized there is a spring bed that is placed in the same deck of the rambutan tree.
"It was taken from inside the room there, just like these guys!" mr. Raga pointed at Riski's mas room, then switched to pointing at some women.
And the perpetrators immediately fled, fearing in case it was Riski's turn to rampage.
"Geezaaaaaaa!" the risk is cakeesel.
"What's up, Kiiii?!!!" retno's voice went up one okyaf.
"No, Mom no!" mas Riski ciut's.
Oh yes, the damkar officers finally back to his headquarters after my boarding situation was safe and secure. And you know, Mr. Hardi skin on bumps that on the face, hands and feet.
"Is this because of the delay, sir? hardi sir's skin can be so bumpy?" I went to the ustad called Riski mas, his name was Ustad Zamroni. Usual greeting, ustad Zam.
"Ooooh, this is mah bitten by rang-rang ants! not because of the delay!" said ustad nahan. Maybe he thought it was a stupid question.
"I'm sorry if she likes yawning at night!" said Mr. Raga whose hand was slung over my shoulder.
"We're home, sir!" said Mr. Retno ngajak Pak Hardi woke up from a spring bed that was placed on the deck of the rambutan tree. Now Mr. Hardi is sitting down.
"Isn't there still a strange coconut shell at home at the same time and Riski anterin mas? not all sir just be there for mastiin what is it really, Mom? I am also tired Mom, if every mallem there is a disorder that makes sleep not calm," I suggested to Retno.
"Coconut shell? what coconut shell is Retno's mom?" ask ustad Zam.
"So Rachel with Riski to my house, bring a coconut shell. Said Rachel found that stuff in the place where she used to park the bike. And he said this boarding house became a lot of delicate creatures, but from the first this place was safe, sir!" obviously Miss Retno.
Ustad looked up, he looked around.
He inhaled the air while closing his eyes, then his eyes opened again.
"Yes, I do feel another energy, especially in this tree" said Ustad Zam who looked at the rambutan tree.
"So how's ustad? shall we just finish tonight? so that there are no more distractions for me and my husband as well as the residents of this boarding house," said Ms. Retno.
And we rame-rame to Retno's house after the gibitan spring bed Riski mas. Cassian, if you have to sleep on the floor.
A house that is just beside this cost, so actually yes really deck. And the boarding house often inspections also to the boarding house. If there is a willingness to throw garbage carelessly must be fined.
"Wouldn't we just go home?" ask Mr. Raga when we sit on the porch chair. Because in the house of the mother kos is not because of its shape.
"Udah at 2 am. Staying up is not good for health," said Raga half whispered.
"But I discovered and batok the coconut, until finally the unwanted things happened like this,"
"Yes no. I am the same Riski. But kan--"
"There was Riski. So you go home with me, it's late!" serobot sir Raga.
"Father if you want to go home, go home. I'm still curious whether the coconut shell has the power of a ghoib or how," said I.
"You can't lie, you're tired of it!" said Mr. Raga who still wants to argue.
"But I'm curious, sir. I want to know this to the end, mending Father just go home to the Father's house.." I said gurgling.
"I'm waiting here!" said Mr. Raga who occasionally squirms the watch in his hand.
"Hadeuuh, Raga sir is very complicated. Though he was sleepy. Sampe nguap kayak. His eyes were also red, as if he was tired. Ah, just this. I wonder who entered the goods like that in the boarding house," I said in my heart.
After driving Hardi to Dalem, maybe to the room. Ms. Retno came back to see us. He took a coconut shell that was placed in one corner of the taneman deck terrace.
"This is ustad!" said Ms. Retno who gave the coconut shell to ustad Zam.
This scabby man looked closely at the goods he received. I don't know what he said, but then he put the bensa on the table.
"This stone is actually not an ordinary stone, only in it there is a mantra writing that makes it a medium or container of subtle creatures. Later this shell will I burn, so that the spells in it were lost along with the destruction of this coconut shell!" ustad Zam.
"If you may know who is malicious and who is the target, sir?" my many.
"If I was I didn't know, Ma'am! my science has not been there. I can only feel the strong energy of this thing, and that there is something bad stored in it!" answer ustad Zam.
"The bottom line is I once found something like this when I was still studying martial arts in a silat college. And the way to destroy it is to burn it, and then the sender will get his own reward!" said again.
I'm the important ugly stuff like this can disappear already enough. Fatigued creatures are also not clear.
"But if there's some kind of cctv, it'll be easier to see who did it!" ustad Zam.
"Mom! right at the cost of installing cctv, really high pasangnya to the parking lot of the motor!" riski suddenly said.
"Yes, yes" said Ms. Retno.
"You really are, Ki. There is indeed a cctv that leads to the parking lot. How did I forget it? Take the leptop for a second!" said Retno who now enters her house again.
"Alhamdulillaaaaah, finally met also the bright spot. Good thing Mr. Hardi is possessed, try it if not? it's still a mystery it's a coconut shell!" my inner.
"When are we here?" ask Mr. Raga.
"Until we know who did it, sir!" my toilet.