The Skewers House
Power and Money

Wiryo took a kretek cigarette out of his pocket. Then he lit a cigarette with a lighter, and took a deep sip. Smoke billowed between the rain spots this morning. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning, but the sky seemed pitch black, the master had not been seen coming out of the main house.

"Kok hasn't left yet Mas?," A woman behind Wiryo asked, while tidying up her messy clothes.

"Our boss is still good at sleeping on his soft mattress as possible," Wiryo squinted her eyes, watching Irah who was preparing to return to the main house.

Irah is the cook of the Doto family. The thirty-year-old woman had a romantic relationship with Wiryo. They often combine love in the driver's room which is located separately from the main house.

So was this morning. Finished cooking for his master and mistress, Irah settles into the precipitate of Wiryo. Feeling safe, his master had not yet woken up from his sleep, they both channeled his passion in the morning. They did not disclose the relationship because they were worried about being banned and fired by their employers. The important thing is to be satisfied, as it is in the minds of two people who are drunk on love.

"Mas, I'm not going back yet. Who knew Madam was awake," Irah whispered to Wiryo.

"Sun used to dong," Wiryo looked at Irah flirtatiously.

"Iihhh," Irah pinched Wiryo's spoiled arm and landed a kiss on Wiryo's lips.

"Dih, the smell of Mas's cigarette," Irah flicked her hands, and half ran away and left Wiryo.

Fortunately, the part of the driver's room where Wiryo rested was not installed cctv by the employer. So, she was safe enough to meet with Irah at any time.

Wiryo again sipped a kretek cigarette in his hand. Today may be his lucky day, he does not need to go to take Mr. Doto where. There was no sign of the master coming out of his room.

"Huuaaahhhh," Wiryo yawned widely, and stretched his body.

Wiryo was about to go back to sleep on the mattress of his former struggle with Irah earlier, when he heard footsteps walking on the front porch of the main house. Mr. Doto, with his thick mustache, was seen walking towards the car garage.

"Duh, can't see anyone else, old man" Wiryo muttered to himself.

Wiryo immediately ran in the middle of the drizzle which began to turn into a big point of rainwater. Wiryo leads the master to the garage and opens the car door.

"Please sir," Wiryo let Mr. Doto into the car. The employer was just silent, not glancing at the slightest driver who had tried deftly.

"I'm sorry, . .today where are we sir? Office or . .," Wiryo asked after getting in the car and putting on a seat belt. The sentence was not finished when he saw Mr. Doto glaring at him.

"Not much to ask. Just walk first" Mr. Doto said. Wiryo immediately fell silent without a twist. The car slides out of the house and Wiryo is still confused where his employer is going.

"Wiryo, take me to the village of N. Do you remember Ki Sapta's place?" Mr. Doto asked Wiryo who seemed to concentrate on driving.

"Emm, still Master," Wiryo replied not too sure.

Ki Sapta is a shaman who can be said to be a spiritual advisor to Mr. Doto. As Wiryo recalled, Mr. Doto had not visited Ki Sapta for long enough. Maybe it's been almost a year not to the Shaman's house with his agate ring that segedhe gaban. However, as far as Wiryo is concerned, every month Pak Doto still routinely sends 'rata' to Ki Sapta. Still routinely consulted through telephone connections.

Wiryo knew very well when Mr. Doto visited Ki Sapta's house, there must be something urgent or urgent. Last time to Ki Sapta's house, Mr. Doto asked the Shaman to get rid of one of his business rivals. Yes, Ki Sapta is used to practice black magic, witchcraft, clenics and such. Wiryo realized, to be a Doto Wignyo Kusumo is not as comfortable as imagined. Much must be sacrificed, even humanity itself.

Wiryo was so curious, who else would want to be finished 'smoothly' by his master. But again, he did not dare to ask. He could only focus on paying attention to the streets which this time were quite quiet. Rain is always a trigger for laziness for everyone who wants to do morning activities.

Tracing the long smooth paved road winding, Pak Doto luxury car turns on the rural road with steep rocks that are not too arranged. Several times under the car was heard hitting the rocks. Wiryo tried to be careful driving his employer's car. His driving skills are really tested on the streets like that.

"Oh sir, sorry the road is really difficult to pass," said Wiryo worried, because several times Mr. Doto stumbled.

"You know, why is the road to Ki Sapta's place so difficult? It hasn't changed since then," Mr. Doto smiled sinisterly, asking Wiryo.

"Yes, it hasn't changed. Why is that so sir?," Wiryo asked while still concentrating on the path in front of him.

"Because Ki Sapta was rejected by his environment. Ki Sapta was exiled by the surrounding residents and built a house in the middle of a moor like this. Residents are afraid of Ki Sapta who has black magic," Mr. Doto told me with a terrible look.

"I managed to find Ki Sapta from one of the acquaintances. With my money, Ki Sapta has until now been a pawn that protects and supports me," Mr. Doto smiled proudly.

"When you don't need to be that rich, too," Wirya muttered.

"Ha ha ha ha. . .Wiryo Wiryo, that kind of thinking that will never get you forward," Mr. Doto chuckled, his laughter broke, hoarse.

"Stying is not enough. To be respected, respected and influential you must have power. The power to always compete is at the top of the food chain. In this world, if not you who pounced then you will be pounced on," Mr. Doto smiled savagely.

Wiryo doesn't understand Mr. Doto's way of thinking. What a rich man, but a loss of conscience as a man. Wiryo himself is actually not a straight person. But at least he did not feel as deviated as the mindset of his employer.

"Money can give you power. But money is always limited, there are people who have the power of money above us. That is why we need other powers besides money. And thankfully I met Ki Sapta," Mr. Doto clenched his hand.

Wiryo was horrified, his master was really crazy. Crazy treasure, crazy power and power. Man will always be unsatisfied with everything he has. However, that does not mean we forget our conscience and humanity because of greed. Gratitude is the best way to enjoy what we have achieved and have in the moment.

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