TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
7 200 Years Ago

Vanesa looked at the rundown house ahead. The house was shabby and seemed to be made of small tree trunks. They were right in the middle of the dark forest and only illuminated by moonlight.

"Where are we now?" ask her to the spirit of the woman who is now right next to her.

"Two hundred years before my birth" replied the spirit.

Vanesa looked at him with a pushy look. "That means you're not here yet, then why did you bring me here?" ask the girl.

"Do you not want to know his origin?" ask the spirit with a fixed look at the house.

"He ... The kuyang?" vanesa asked a little hesitating with his guess just now.

"Em." The spirit nodded. "Here you will not be seen by him, we live in the future and the present is like a flashback of life recorded in my memory. That's why he won't see us" he explained.

"If it's your memory, then you can't possibly know about this incident, right?" ask Vanesa.

"I'm just like you, someone showed me this story. The difference is that you were chosen, and I was his descendant" he said.

"I did not embrace black magic, did not have a bloodline as Kuyang and did not study, but why I was chosen. That's also me who doesn't understand" said Vanesa.

"Those who are chosen sometimes do not know that they are the ghosts of Kuyang. It just so happens that you are very strong and fit to be his container," he said.

Vanesa nodded and tried to see and hear more clearly what the spirit beside him showed.

"Look and watch what happens next" he said.

A woman came to the hut. He was carrying a package of pinduduk (a basin containing offerings containing: rice, needles, envelopes containing money, long batik cloth, chicken eggs and others). The woman was very sweet, but also very caring. It came with a deathly pale face as well as an unworthy shirt. Who her? That's Vanesa's question.

"Let's go in" the spirit asked.

Because Vanesa is human, he walks on the ground like most people. The spirit was floating on the grass and barged through the wall of the hut. Vanesa came in through the door that happened to be unlocked.

"Sir, I brought the residents and also the money, Grandma" said the woman.

The old woman called grandma looked at him with a chuckle. He watches his body. It seemed like the old man was in a myopic state. "You didn't bring chicken blood?" tanyakanya.

"Ti-no," the woman replied in a slightly quivering voice.

Vanesa walked over to the white-haired and messy granny. The spirit held the girl back from her place, but Vanesa did not want to understand. The girl stayed close to him until their distance was a bit short. The old man who was sitting did not feel any other humans around him.

"It's okay, it's okay" replied the grandmother. "Are you sure you want to learn this, son?" tanyakanya.

"Exactly, Grandma. I am tired of living a single life and being insulted by old virgins by society. I will take all the men who insulted me from his wife who always insinuated me. I want to be rich, I want to be beautiful, I want to be immortal, I want to be just me who is everything in the village."

"You know, right, this science can not only add beauty, but can be passed on to anyone you choose. You can't die and you can't live quietly, but you'll be lucky because this science can also bring the dead back to life" explained Grandma.

"I get it, Grandma." The woman nodded.

"Are you sure of the sins you will suffer?" tanyakanya.

"Ready, Grandma," answered the woman.

"Remember, abstain for you from being near men of faith, sharp weapons and the voice of punishment. If you have chosen this path, then if you die from being killed and your head and body are buried separately, then you must find a new body, because your body was previously buried and fused with the ground" the grandmother said. "Your diet is a three-month-old red fetus, a seven-day newborn, human feces, sewer water, garbage and the blood of women who are about to give birth or during menstruation. But if you don't find a baby, you can eat an animal" he said.

"I will remember, Grandma," he promised as he put his hand to his chest and bowed obediently.

"All right, we do it now" said the grandmother, putting her hand on the woman's head and reciting spells.

"You're beautiful to trouble people!" Vanesa wanted to pinch the grandmother's head, but the atmosphere suddenly changed. Now he is no longer in a hut, but is now in a crowded village.

"This is the night where he began to fuse with that power" said the spirit as if answering a question that had crossed Vanesa's head.

"As me?" ask Vanesa.

"Yes, the difference is you don't want that power. While he wanted it," he answered, drifting towards a simple house and very dim, as it was lit only by a torchlight in his house.

Vanesa followed him to the door only when the spirit broke into the wall of the house. Feeling that Vanesa was still outside, the spirit clucked irritably while patting his forehead and came out again.

"Just enter!" the spirit's orders.

"The door's locked?" vanesa said confusedly as he pointed at the door.

The spirit looked at the door at a glance. "No problem, come in by breaking through a door or a wall" he said.

"A-what's okay, afraid of crashing," said the girl slightly hesitating and her face looked confused.

Vanesa reached the door to confirm the spirit's words. Sure enough, his hand was able to break through that closed door. Vanesa looked at the spirit while laughing amusedly with his stupidity earlier.

"Lake in!" the spirit shouted impatiently.

Vanesa broke through the door and in an instant was already in a dimly lit room, illuminated only by hanging lanterns. It was not far from the woman who was in the forest. The woman was dying, her body rolling on the bed and screaming in pain while holding her neck.

"He's going to let go of his head" said the spirit.

"I know, I have been too." Vanesa.

"I thought you were unconscious" the spirit quipped.

"Sickness reeds. How not to feel, the crazy again I also feel thirsty for blood and often quarrel with him. Ah, man does not know religion, does not remember sin. Because of him I am like this, if not for that my life would be comfortable now," complained Vanesa.

"Curhat, Ma'am," the spirit quipped as he laughed amusedly.

Vanesa folded his hands to his chest and pouted as he looked ahead.

The woman who was kneeling in pain was screaming and strangely every groan that came out of her mouth was not heard at all by the surrounding residents. Shut up and don't move, that's what they're looking at. The woman's body was silent and stopped screaming. The head that had been fused with the body, now detached and let out a rippling sound of water being squeezed.

"She fanged, you fanged too, fitting like her?" vanesa Goda.

The spirit smiled as it looked at the creepy creature. The Kuyang began to leave his body by carrying the contents in his stomach. The head flew through the roof.

"We're following him?" ask Vanesa.

"No need, my illusion will take you to the time he was killed" the spirit said.

"Why don't you take me to where she preys on babies?" ask the girl.

"Not to be seen, neither do you, already know what it's like" he said.

Ambience changed. Now they are in a different yard and house. There the woman was paraded around the village and beaten by the community. They were screaming in anger.

"We'll kill this demon!" yells the guy over there.

"Don't let this baby predator live!" yells the guy over there.

"Do something to put this woman to death!" a woman shouted as she brandished a torch.

The Customary Chief came by raising both his hands to calm their rampage. Everyone shut up and watched him.

"Who is this woman you're torturing?" ask the Customary Chairman.

"She, Kuyang! He's the one who preys on our babies and farm animals!!" shout them.

"Yes! Kill her!" shout them.

"Calm down, let's ask him!" exclamation of the Customary Chairman.

"It's clear she is!" accuse them.

"Already! It's already! Let me ask you first!" The authoritative voice of the Customary Head silenced their voices. The old man approached the woman who was now knocked down and helpless with bruises all over her body. He lifted his head and looked at the woman's neck. There was a scarred scar flat across his neck. Now he knows that the woman is the mastermind of all the events that horrendous the village. "Why are you doing all this, son?" tanyakanya.

The woman chuckled as she spat fresh blood onto the ground. "You ask why! You guys made me this way! You made me have no choice but to stray from the straight path!" said.

The Customary Chief stood up and asked them. "What did you guys do to him?"

"We didn't do anything?!" a harsh word came out from the mouth of a middle-aged man.

"He came to snatch our husband, kill our son, eat our livestock!" point at the woman on his left.

"Lied!" elak the woman stood up. "I want to repay you, but if you say you're not doing anything, that's hypocritical. You insulted me, excommunicated me!" his yell.

"Would that be the reason for destroying our descendants?!" the mother who came and slapped the woman.

The woman laughed and cried. She squeezed her hair until it was a mess. Her pretty face turned ghastly, her lower eyelids blackened. "I'm hurt!" his yell. "I'll kill you all, until there's nothing left!!" threaten her with their deafening roaring voice.

"Kill him!" they shouted because they could not stand the scream.

"Tragic," muttered Vanesa as he shook his head weakly. The girl looked at the woman for pity.

"Initially it was man who made man change course, now he is the one who remains wrong. Whatever the point is, stay on the right path" the spirit said with a faint smile.