
"Now explain everything to me!" larissa said when they were in the room.
"Wait a minute! There's something I want to show you." After saying that he stepped into his wardrobe. And it didn't take long for him to come back to his wife with something in his hand. "This" he said briefly. He handed over the package he had brought to Larissa.
Larissa received the package. "What's this?" tanyakanya. His forehead is wrinkled because he does not understand
"Open up!. Didn't you just want to know the contents of the parcel I put on the door." Hamzah did not explain anything and only told his wife to open the package herself. Larissa immediately opened the package.
The package consists of several layers of thin cloth. In each fabric there are Arabic letters that form a pattern. The smell of such a pungent fragrance oil wafted as the layer opened.
When the package was all opened, Larissa was even made more confused. He saw there was an object similar to one of the figures in the puppet but with a very small size. It is the size of an adult thumb. "This is what, Entik?" tanyakanya.
Hamzah took the object from Larissa's hand and asked, "Do you know who this is?."
Larissa shakes. "I don't know who he is. But judging from the shape, I can guess that he is one of the figures in the puppet."
Hamzah smiled knot. "You are absolutely right! He is indeed one of the puppet characters. His name is semar."
Larissa was more and more confused as to why her husband kept something like this in the closet. During this time she did not dare to touch her husband's personal belongings because it was privacy.
Hamzah understood that Larissa was confused by the existence of the object. He explained slowly. "Semar is the king of kings. No one can match his prowess."
"In kebatinan semar science has several forms, and I have this name semar ndhempok."
"This thing is not just any object. This thing has magical powers that can be used as protection."
"Now take a good look at this pitcher shape!" hamzah said after giving a little explanation.
Larissa grabbed the object back from Hamzah's hand. Observe the shape of the object carefully. But because he did not understand such a thing, he returned it again. "I still don't understand all this. But what does this have to do with us?."
"Of course there is! But before that, will you promise me one thing?."
"Say!"
"Will you keep a secret that I'll reveal to you later?."
Seeing the seriousness in her husband's tone, Larissa could judge if what she was going to say later was really a serious thing. "All right! I promise" he said with great sincerity.
Hamzah sighed. For a moment he thought about how to explain to his wife in a language he could understand. And with one breath, he said, "I am using this thing as protection for us"
Larissa was stunned to hear her husband's answer. "What's? Shouldn't we ask God for protection?."
"Sssst. Later there will be people who hear our conversation" said Hamzah. His index finger was placed over his lips as a signal for his wife to lower her voice.
Realizing her mistake, Larissa immediately smothered her mouth and apologized. "Sorrys sorry. I slipped earlier."
Hamzah breathed a slow sigh. "Yes it's okay. But from now on be more careful. If anyone hears our conversation, it could be dangerous!."
"All right! Where did our conversation get? I forgot" said Hamzah, turning back to the initial conversation.
"Until the part uses this thing as protection" Larissa recalled.
"Oh, yes! I remember now," Hamzah patted his own forehead after recalling the end of their conversation. "What you said was true. We should ask for protection only from God. This thing is just a container."
"Believing with inanimate objects let alone making it a protection is not it the same as associating God?."
"Of course not!" Hamzah categorically denied his wife's remarks. "As I said earlier, this thing is just a container."
Larissa was increasingly confused by Hamzah's speech. But he just kept quiet and waited for the next explanation from the husband.
"you said you saw me say my prayers in the middle of the night, didn't you?" ask Hamzah back.
Larissa nodded her head in response. But he is still confused. Really, he really doesn't understand any of this.
"That's a special wirid" Hamzah said.
Not wanting to be confused by her husband's words, Larissa asked him to explain clearly. "Really, I really don't understand. Please explain it clearly."
Hamzah closed his eyes. His breathing sounded so heavy. "That night I prayed to Allah by reading a special letter taught by Uwak Sodiq. Wirid is believed to be able to penetrate the seventh sky."
For a moment Hamza paused his words to take a breath, and then he continued his words again by asking a question, "That time you must have also seen me stomp my hands to the ground many times, right?."
Back Larissa nodded her head.
"At that moment inwardly I asked the One Above, and drew all the goodness that was in the heavens down. And that hand-stomping motion over and over again was the moment I put the wire that I read earlier into this thing. So this thing is not just an ordinary thing. Unless there is a guard khodam" Hamzah explained at length.
"Really, Entik, I never knew how to pray like this."
"Of course this is not known to the layman, because it is a high-level science. So we have to be careful not to be known by just anyone. They're afraid they misunderstand and think this is a idol."
"But if you want, I can teach it to you" he added.
Without waiting for Larissa's approval, Hamzah tidied up the letter she read that night and asked Larissa to follow her reading. Larissa had to obey him.
Larissa. He felt familiar with the wirid that Hamzah read earlier. 'I feel like I know this reading. Isn't this a prayer I read every day?Why does reading it feel weird?' his inner.
There is an inner conflict in Larissa between believing in the words of her husband or not. Really, this all feels weird to him. Moreover, she also became strange dreams after her husband performed the ritual.
"Whatever it is I ask you to stop this! All things that affect the jinn, there will be consequences. I don't want to have any problems in the back because of this" he asked.
"One more thing, please you do not have to go to Uwak sodiq house to learn things like this again. Really, I'm so scared!."
Hamzah just silently listened to his wife's request, did not agree or refuse. He was so confident with Uwak Sodiq that he considered Larissa's request was only a passing wind.