CANDRAMAYA STORY
Part 2: Revenge
Months after the death of Rumi ma'am who shocked my village, the existence of Toha also no one knows. Some say that Toha is dead and the body is discarded and some say that Toha is locked in Mr. Rogo's house.
Years passed now I was twenty years old, as usual I went to the field to send father lunch.
“Father, eat this first Maya bring vegetable lodeh and gereh petek” Shout me on the father who is still busy in the field.
“Siapin first shortly father finished” I immediately prepare rice on a plate complete with vegetable lodeh and gereh petak favorite father and pour a glass of water to drink father.
“The pack is next to the vegetables on dead?”
“Iya Maya, it looks like our village is being visited by a famine.Many fields that fail to harvest, lucky plants in our field can still survive yes although not as good as last year at least still be harvested”
“Alhamdullah ya pak” When you and I were enjoying lunch that I brought in the shelter that you made to shelter suddenly Mr. Rogo and his men came to us.
“Pak Mahdi”
“Iya Sir, what's up?”
“His farm pak Mahdit does not fail crops like my fields”
“Alhamdullah Tuan”
“Struggles, spend” Mr. Rogo gives three sips of money to the father
“This means what, Mister?”
“Current? Add more Begung”
“Enough, enough Sir. But sorry I do not intend to sell my farm, this is the only field I have Tuan”
“Mahdi..Mahdi you can work with me, I will love your wages more than other laborers”
“Sorry Sir, but I will never sell this farm to anyone”
“How dare you reject me, all this time I still appreciate you because of the old grandfather's services but this time my patience is up, Begung, Jajang finish him”
“Siap Tuan”
Both of Mr. Rogo's men dragged him and beat him up .
“Bapak.” I ran to try to help my father but Tuang Rogo grabbed my hand firmly.
“Let me go, Mr... Don't hurt my father, release” Everyone in the field can only watch us without being able to do anything. I continued to shout and thrash, but Mr. Rogo's clutches clutched my hands even tighter.
“Let go of them” The heavy voice of a man whose head was tied to a shabby rag made Mr. Rogo's men stop their activities. With that chance I bit Mr. Rogo's hand and ran towards him.
“Akhhhhh, damn” girl Shouts Mr. Rogo in pain because of my bite
“Hehhh boy, who do you dare to fight Rogo ”
“It doesn't matter who I am that clearly this is the end of your power Rogo”
“Sight of you, say my name. Begung Jajang took his life and gave his head to me”
“Good Tuan” Both of Mr. Rogo's men ran towards the young man, but not until they touched the young man's body both of Mr. Rogo's men slammed into the ground.
“Hahaha.haha, Apparently you are not a random person. I finally got an opponent who was not weak like those bandots”
Mr. Rogo pulled out the keris he always carried, it made a flash of lightning in a hole.
“Face my Rogotnyowoku keris if you are able to deal with it”
Suddenly the sky turned dark, and thousands of various demons appeared behind the young man ready to take orders.
“Demit alas tuo, crazy” boy Seeing that Mr. Rogo looks daunted and his face turns deathly pale.
“This time I will not fight you, but I will make sure you die in my hands” said Mr. Rogo who retreated from the battlefield.
Instantly the clear sky returned and the demit-demit figures one by one disappeared followed by the departure of the young man. I stared at the back of the young man who started to move away from my sight, like I knew that back.
“Wake up, pak” I helped you to get back home.
“Mother.bu”
“Astagfirullah, what happened to Mr Maya why can you be battered like this?” Ask a mother who panics to see the condition of the father
“Later Maya storyline bu, help Maya bring father in first”
“Do you not know the face of the young man at all?”
“Not ma'am, but when looking at the back and the way of walking maya remembered someone Maya knew, but who it was Maya still did not remember”.
“Already do not think better you rest”
“Iya bu”
The condition of the father gradually improved, as long as my sick father replaced the father for the field, just cleaning the fields and harvesting vegetables that are already worth harvesting. When I returned home I saw Mr. Rogo and his men in my house.
“Mother.bapak.”I ran towards the house, but I was late father was not helped, my cry and mother broke lamenting the departure of the father. At my father's funeral I saw the young man from afar looking at me. His gaze was extremely sharp as if holding a grudge.
After my father's departure I don't know what to do after this. How my mother and I survived, all this time the focus of our lives was the father.
The air tonight is very different, the wind blows so cold and the sky is so dark and the atmosphere of this village feels so quiet. Or this is just my feeling that is still carried away by the atmosphere of the father's departure. I stepped to close the window of the house to reduce the incoming wind. Again I saw the young man standing in front of my house, staring blankly at my house.
The next day, the sound of clapping was heard again. I went out of the house trying to find out who died.
“Pak.pak Bahar wait”
“Iya mbak Maya what is it?”
“Who's the pack that died?”
“Family Mr. Rogo mbak, yasudah I went there first ya mbak”
“Iya sir thanks”
“Bu.ibu Maya permission to go briefly ya”
“Where are you going Maya?”
“Home Mr. Rogo bu, there is his family who died”
“Do Not Maya”
“Nothing ma'am, Maya just want to be condolences just don't worry Maya not long kok”
“You've been careful ya”
“Maya says yes bu”
At Mr. Rogo's house many people have come, I look for a gap to see who Mr. Rogo's family died. Apparently, Mr. Rogo's wife and four children died with a terrible body like torn apart by a beast.
“To make you a sucker boy, GET OUT YOU!!!!!” A young man walked quietly
“I'm here rogo” said the young man
“You killed my wife and son”
“Iya Rogo, you were right that I killed them” said the young man calmly
“Who are you really, why are you doing this all”
“You should have recognized this wound Rogo” The young man took off the drawstring from his head. The scar on his right
“To...anak Rumini!!!!” Mr. Rogo clenched his hands together, his face filled with anger
“I Toha the child you murdered her parents with vile, I came to fulfill my promise to my late mother, which is to kill you and your entire family”
“Design once” Mr. Rogo pulled out his Rogotnyowo keris, a flash of lightning struck in the sky followed by the darkness of the sky that gave rise to thousands of demits behind Toha. Apparently this time Mr. Rogo has prepared himself if this will happen. Mr. Rogo's face did not look the slightest bit daunted like that time.
There was a very fierce fight between Toha and Mr Rogo, what about all Mr Rogo's men? They only become toys for the demits and easily the demits finish the lives of Mr. Rogo's men. Mr. Rogo faced Toha, even the shaman who had been trusted by Mr. Rogo died easily in the hands of Toha.
In a desperate condition, Mr. Rogo approached me putting his dagger right in my llher, and made me a lure to make Toha retreat. But Toha is undaunted by Mr. Rogo's threat. Toha's two eyes blackened, as if his body was already united with the demons that followed him.
I tried to read the situation, when Mr. Rogo was careless I bit his arm like that time, even though the tip of his keris managed to tear my arm.
Toha immediately attacked Mr. Rogo's body, and tore him down mercilessly as well as the demits. Who enjoyed every scream Mr. Rogo was in pain.
I do want Toha my little friend back but not with his black magic. Toha admitted all her mistakes in choosing the black path for me, all he did for his vengeance made him this black until he made a pact with the demit alas tuo to get black magic and the power to avenge him to Mr. Rogo and all his descendants.
Since then I have never met Toha again, that was the last time I met him. The information I got Toha alienated herself and returned to the base tuo.
My mother and I decided to move to the city, armed with the address you once gave me and my mother went to the house of a little friend of the father who lives in the city. Apparently my father had left us both to him if something happened to him. A town that is much different from the village I was born in. Maybe I'll tell you about this city later, because every place has a dark side that is sometimes interesting to tell. But then yes, because now me and my mother are still busy with the stalls that I just pioneered with my mother with the rest of the money we have.