The Paranormal Wealth System
Three Demons
The next morning Julian opened the practice as usual. Although only a short sleep but he remains fit. There is no fatigue or sleepiness left.
The typhoon evaporated several times when it came to the shophouse, his eyes were red and his face was still swollen like a pillow. “Sorry I'm late!”
“No problem, no patients have arrived yet! Why is your face so messy?” ask Julian.
Typhoon put on a frustrated face, “Ika want to get married! Turns out he broke up me because he was forced to marry his parents, as he vent while crying. He asked me to marry now to be free from matchmaking, what do you think?”
“Yes marry! Yesterday's son only you're dating?”
“Damn it! Where would Ika's parents want to have a street busker ghost? Too young if you want to get married now! Where do I still have to bear my sister's expenses! Stress me, Jul! I want to marry Ika, but it's not time.”
Julian raised both eyebrows, “When?”
“Three more years, if now there is no capital! You can pellet her parents so you want to wait for me three more years?” ask the hopeful Typhoon.
“If not a soul mate why are you forcing yourself, Bro? If it's the responsibility of his parents, he chose to break up from you too with a lot of consideration.”
“Iya. After I said three more years he immediately rejected my idea, he said it must be in these weeks,” said Typhoon with a sluggish look. “If I had a lot of money ... uh but actually I'm not mentally ready if I have to get married now.”
“Resiko dating same older girl yes so, the orientation is just the same marriage have a child hahaha,” Julian callous. “Later to know my friend, her name is Reina! I'm sure you fit him.”
“Reina who said you were her friend Princess Marsha?” ask Typhoon excited for a moment, then lethargic back. “What capital? Can be completely bullied I'm just like his kind! I know myself enough, Jul! Mirror at home can still make ngaca!”
Julian glared, “So you mean I didn't miss being in love with Marsha?”
Typhoon answered while joking, “It wasn't me who said that! But your position is now strong to compete with Marsha's bourgeois girlfriend, right? Why not just use a pity pellet for dapetin Marsha?”
“Nope! Less exciting if you use the road so!” julian replied casually. “Oh yes I want to go to Jakarta later tonight, take the train. Maybe a few days there, so tomorrow we close the practice temporarily.”
Typhoon squinted at Julian's plan, “You want to go to Laila's house?”
“Yep! I need to meet his parents, especially his mother! Look at the soap opera, his mother's face Laila full of make up, so it's hard to find the equation with the photo I have,” Julian replied a little upset. He is not sure that his actions will investigate Laila's parents until Jakarta can be justified. But he couldn't waste any longer to know who Laila's parents were.
“If Laila is indeed your sister then what, Jul?”
Julian raised his shoulders, reviewed a wry smile, “Once! I can't imagine what will happen later.”
Seeing the injured expression on Julian's face, Typhoon reminded, “Don't be too hopeful, Jul! You from the baby live in the parlor, not necessarily Laila your family!”
“I've prepared mental steel for everything that will happen in my life,” said Julian flat.
“Yeah .. and it looks like this morning's confidement should stop because there's a bell ringing. We have patients coming,” said Typhoon shaking hands as a sign that the chat should be stopped. He came out to greet guests.
“Just sleep there, Sir!” julian said he pointed to a white bed that was reserved exclusively for patients.
Hearing Julian's voice, the woman who had just been laid down on the bed immediately glared and screamed. His body was like a seizure for a moment and then remained motionless.
“Mas Julian? Said the carpenter in front earlier, the psychic who practices here is still 18 years old.” The man who was Julian's guest greeted with a tense face but remained polite. “My wife immediately this Friday, Mas! He always does that when he's taken to the paranormal.”
Julian nodded, “Iya, I am his paranormal. What's his wife sick, sir?”
The man who became the husband of the patient Julian took a seat opposite the table with the young psychic, “Doctors initially diagnosed that my wife had a spinal cord injury, because my wife suddenly could not support her body. My wife can't sit or walk. But after re-examination with various tests ... apparently there is no interference with the spinal cord! Doctor says the person with spinal cord disorders his hands can not grip tightly, my wife is normal-normal.”
“Where have you been treated, Sir?” ask Julian. He activated his magical gaze when he felt some negative energy mixed in his room, as if coming out of the mother's body lying helpless.
“I've brought it to some smart people for negative energy cleansing therapy. The last one worked. Healed for about a month, some days even become-so. Sometimes whining, screaming in pain, sometimes running amok because you can't move your body! Complaints, back pain is great, like there is something sharp moving under the skin, piercing, slicing, slashing.”
Julian scanned the entire body of the woman who was his patient. “Mother whose name is it, Sir?”
“Ernita, that's my wife's name! Please help, Shaman! I stopped by here because I saw the name plaque on the side of the road, who knows my wife is paired with the treatment here! That said, if our hearts are just moved without a plan .. like to be granted his wish.”
“Loh actually this was going to treatment where, sir?” ask Julian. Didn't expect the patient to come without a plan.
The man sitting in front of Julian turned to his wife for a while before replying, “Mau went to Jombang, saying there was a great young shaman who opened a practice in the village. Mas Bambang his name!”
“Mas Bambang?” Julian scrunched his forehead. It seems he had heard the name of the psychic when making a fence of the house of the village head candidate who asked for his help.
“Iya, called mas because he is still 30 years old. Unlike other shamans who are generally called mbah or ki.”
Julian mangosteen, diverting the conversation back to his patient. “Mother Ernita has been sick for how long, sir?”
“A year more, getting worse. Initially only regular back pain, can still be activities. Now you can just sleep in bed. Can the pain be cured, Mas?”
“I tried first yes, sir! If I am surprised there is something that lives on the back of my father's wife, there are some demons that may be difficult to remove because there is a gusset!”
“Hah? Some? Meaning more than one?”
Julian replied with a complicated expression, “There are three, Sir!”
“Gosh! Anyway I ask for help to remove all the subtle creatures that nest in my wife's body, Mas! About the terms and costs I will meet,” pinta Bu Ernita's husband weld.
DING!!!
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