The Underwater Palace
Plagues

A few days later someone was looking for my uncle to ask for help. 

Apparently he was the one who had brought the crocodile cub yesterday. 

That man came to my house and he also recognized me, because I was the first one to rebuke him back then.

The man apologized to me for ignoring my words. At that time he told my brother and also my uncle what he had experienced.

“I yesterday got a crocodile child, then I brought bulik (home) because to my knowledge the size crocodile se’itu quite expensive price,” he said.

“Why ikam wani-wani take?” said uncle.

“Sorry banar, I kada (not) understand that here kada can be careless,” said.

“Then pang ikam handak for help what? (Then you want to ask for help what?)” sahut Abah's.

“Kamarian umpah brought the crocodile bulik suddenly it feels like my house is falling, opponents playing until I kada kawa again bediri. (Yesterday after bringing the crocodile home, suddenly my house seemed to sway and spin until I could not stand)”

“I forced me to go outside, he added I saw crocodile hibak around my house, (I had to crawl outside, after I saw around my house full of crocodiles)” he continued.

“Have I done wipe his son? (Have you released his son?)” ask uncle.

“Already Amang (uncle),”.

Uncle also advised the man not to act recklessly in our river. Uncle asked the man to apologize earnestly in his heart so that nothing bad happened to his exit.

Apparently the uncle got a vision if the man had to apologize in person.

Uncle invited him to go to the river behind the house to apologize directly with his uncle as his intermediary.

I could only see from behind what they were doing.

“Pap water 3 times, say hello, mention long name and bin. Then apologize sincerely,” said uncle.

The man followed the instructions of the uncle, he crouched down and patted the water 3 times.

“Assalamaicum. Ulun (me) Jumri bin Hasan. Ulun came here to apologize for the mistake of the ulun who had taken the crocodile child. Ulun asked willingly ask for ridho, ulun promised kada (not) will repeat again meulangi.”

I faintly saw a woman dressed in royal attire, her face beautiful with a small crown adorning her head.

Half of his body was in the water, he stared intently at the man then looked towards uncle. He nodded his head once and disappeared just like that.

'Is he the owner of the crocodile boy?' my thinking.

I went inside and thought for a moment, apparently what I saw a few days ago really happened. What he said was exactly the same as my vision that night.

'Can I see what's going to happen?' muttered.

'This is so strange, why can I have such an ability?' muttered.

“It's not strange,” Atmajaya appeared suddenly.

“Aaaaaaa.”

I screamed and then closed my mouth with both hands.

“I've told you don't like to appear suddenly!” namelku upset.

“Why are you always surprised when I'm not terrible. Is that part of your habit?” said it.

I could only smile wryly at her words. I also took HP and played the video on social media.

Until I forget the existence of Atmajaya. As I focused on watching, I suddenly felt that my hand was moving on its own so that it made my HP screen slightly tilted to the right.

I was watching my favorite ninja anime.

“Ninja, he again fights against enemies.”

'The supernatural turns out to be interested also by a spectacle like this, ' I murmured.

I tried to scrool my HP screen until it came to stand up comedy video I kept laughing watching it apparently Atmajaya again noticed the video but strangely he did not laugh in the least.

'Maybe the jokes of their nation are different from humans' I thought as I shrugged both of my shoulders.

I asked Atmajaya. 

“What in your nature is a comedian?” my many. 

This question amused me a little to make me hold back my laughter.

“Crawlers? What is it?” saith.

From what I had been holding back the laughter the instant my face turned flat.

“Have nothing to think about,”.

I continued my watching activities, but apparently Atmajaya was curious and kept looking at me with an intimidating look in my opinion.

I grunt. “ The comedian is someone who entertains with funny words or actions to make the audience laugh,”.

“It seems like there is nothing like it.”

“If HP? A TV? Bike?” my pedicabs.

“Nothing,” sahut short.

“Then what is your entertainment?” 

“We call dancers and musical instrument players,”.

“Music? What are panting and the like?”

Panting is a traditional stringed instrument typical of Banjar which produces a distinctive sound. In my area is usually played if there is a wedding or customary event.

“Ya no.”

“Madihin! Is it there?” 

Atmajaya just shook his head.

Madihin itself that I know is a chant of verse or poetry in banjar language that is delivered by someone while playing a tambourine that is full of meaning, praise, and advice is not uncommon in slipping joke words.

My friend Odi is very reliable in terms of madihin, even if there is an event he is often asked to perform.

I pegged at my HP screen Atmajaya had also been out of existence since when she left, like ghosts came and went as she pleased.

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