The Underwater Palace
Fucking Strange

A week I have worked at the bakery, I have also begun to understand the use of the cash register and used to serve buyers, other employees were friendly. There was no saying their seniors and juniors considered me the same as them.

But there is something strange, every Iyan approached me Atmajaya always leave. Now Atmajaya often accompanies me wherever I go.

Until one day I fell ill, when I came home from work I felt my body weak and fever every afternoon. The pain will get worse at night and heal in the morning.

Even so I keep working, but when it will be ahead of the adzan magrib pain it will recur so continue.

I tried to take medicine from Mantri to the doctor's prescription but still did not heal. 

I complained to my grandmother about my pain.

“Nek why the pain is not healing,” youhku.

“Tomorrow you'll be anchoring,” says grandma.

“Then what's the connection?”

“Besok kan Sunday you ask permission to seek treatment.”

“Care where?” 

“When your brother bogged down, you took a bath in that place. Throw yourself there 3 times,” said grandma.

“Hah? Aya don't want to be afraid! Below it is the weather.”

“Who said?”

“Kan if you say they are all gathered,”.

“We strive, all kinds of drugs have been tried but kada wagas also (not healthy too).”

“Your brother used to be sick like this, there was an elder told to take a bath in the water used to anchor and recover finally.” Connect grandma.

'What is it?' my thinking.

'But what's wrong trying, ' my mind.

“Ya already tomorrow Aya ask permission,”.

The night was getting bigger, the heat in my body was getting so high that I could not sleep my eyes became a little blurry.

At that moment I saw someone open the door of my room and enter without excuse.

He was human-like but I didn't recognize him, his eyes glaring at me with an intimidating look.

I got up from my bed and shouted to my brother.

“Bah! Abah!” my yelling.

“Lain! ikam other abahku! (Not! You're not my brother!)”hysterical scream

“Astagfirullah. Aya is aware of this abah!” he nodded while shaking my body.

At that moment I realized that the man who entered my room was my brother.

I sat down with tears in my eyes.

Hearing the commotion from my room my grandmother came to me and touched my forehead. At that time my grandmother told me to take water and a small towel to compress me.

“Yes Allah Maya why ikam (you) so rich this,” said grandma.

My eyes were getting blurry the bright LED light bulb gradually became dim, my head was very sick as if he was being hit with a blunt object.

I could only remain silent while enduring the pain because I did not want my brother and grandmother to become even more worried.

I didn't sleep all night, but in the morning my fever went down and nothing happened.

Abah told me to rest even though I was feeling better.

Looks grandma busy cooking sticky rice for later abah berabuh. I kept lying down, I was confused usually Atmajaya was always beside me but after I got sick somehow Atmajaya was invisible.

When the time came to anchor, grandma had arranged the sticky rice on the plate with an egg on it. 

“Aya parak sanja (dusk/ahead magrib) umpat (follow) abah to the river behind.”

I followed abah, abah began to perform the ritual of labeling him as usual after he told me to throw myself into the river right where abah anchored the offerings.

I threw myself in there, and buried my body three times in the river and climbed onto the board.

Abah gave me a towel and told me to hurry inside the house.

“Change clothes first,” says abah.

I changed clothes and sat on the bed. When I plunge myself earlier I feel the water in the area is very warm and when I immerse myself for the third time I feel something touching my hands. 

‘But by the way I don't feel remanence, ' I murmured.

‘Am I cured?’ my thinking.

I feel even my body is a little light this is magical but also I don't think it makes sense. I treated everywhere by taking various brands of drugs but did not recover, but what does not make sense is just by plunging myself in the river I was healed.

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