CURSE HEIRS BEGU BASKET

CURSE HEIRS BEGU BASKET
Family sir Didit Heirs Begu Ganjang Devotees.


After that Keris I took out all looks of shock and the father also approached me, now Mr. Didit, Doli saur's oppung and the father sitting next to me.


"bang Mora's....


explain to me the same father and to all who are here, where did you get these things?"


With a long sigh and a breath I looked at the very curious face of the father.


"appuna ni Parbegu Ganjang do on dude."


(this all belongs to a long-haired Begu devotee).


oppung Doli saur directly nimbrung with his Batak language.


(oppung Doli saur means Grandpa saur, because saur is the first grandson of his son who is a boy.)


Oppung Doli saur is the younger brother of my late grandfather who we buried yesterday afternoon.The biological parents of my father, my father, many of my family have asked you to come here because of the terror of Begu Ganjang.


"opposite.......


if Mora speaks in Indonesian oppung understand right?"


"understand my pahoppu, mandok do au namoal." *Toba Batak language.


oppung Doli saur understands Indonesian only pronounces those that cannot.


because his grandchildren also use Indonesian if they return home.


"All please listen carefully to my explanation, Mora wishes all her calm down.


look, these things Mora got from Mr. Didit's parents' house."


At once they all glanced at Mr. Didit sitting beside me, then focused on me again.


"and we've done DNA tests on these bound hairs, the result is that the owner of the hair is Mr. Didit's family, and also the things that we got from the house of his parents, Mr. Didit, that means the family of Mr. Didit worshipers Begu Ganjang and as the oppung Doli saur said that this all belongs to the par Begu ganjang."


Instantly all fell silent with a curious look and a little fear.


"alai holan obuk nai do puna ni parbegu ganjang, tung ngi, so you mean pung..... very ta on pinoppar ni par Begu Ganjang?" batak Toba Dialogue.


(but only that hair belongs to the long-legged cult, you mean my grandson, that father is the heir of the long-haired Begu?).


Oppung Doli saur pointed towards Mr. Didit by making sure that the family of Mr. Didit worshipers Begu Gangkang.


"yes, right oppung,


mr. Didit's family came with Mora to get this done."


"so bolo keris nai Puna ni ise pung?" (if the kris had who my granddaughter was).


"oppung can read the ancient Batak script?"


"boi." (can).


I gave the shabby letter to Oppung Doli Saur, and he immediately read like a spell because his mouth was muttering.


While Doli Saur's oppung read the letter, we were all just speechless.then Doli Saur's oppung had finished reading his letters and looked at us one by one and the gaze ended up on Didit's sir.


"na uju i, two ma dakdanak ni si Horas, the Parbegu ganjang. siakkangan ma baoa baruahon mo borua.


(the Horas worshiper Begu Ganjang used to have two children, a first boy and a second daughter).


Si Gopas ma gearna nabawa, new duma goarna borua.


(a boy named Gopas and a girl named Duma).


The Gopas dohot the Duma on ma lari borngin, ala ni i ma saunnari Gabe bukkar museng parbegu ganjang.


(the Gopas and the Duma who run night, so that the devotee of Begu ganjang is not interrupted)"


Moras......


mean amatta on ma pinoppar papituhon Manang paualihon ma?" *Toba Batak Dialog.


( Mora....


this father must be the seventh or eighth descendant.).


"Maybe it could be oppung, sir Didit is the seventh descendant or the eighth descendant!"


And again everything just fell silent, without anyone to say a word.


In the letter, the name of Begu ganjang worshiper's son is not mentioned in detail.The description of Doli Saor's oppung which describes the son of Begu ganjang devotee named Horas.


drt.....


His old-fashioned mobile phone oppung Doli saur also vibrated indicating someone contacted him.


"bereng Jo Mora ise do namartelpon non?"


Oppung Doli saur gave me a cell phone to see who contacted him.


It turned out that Sihar contacted Doli sahur's oppung, and the phone I picked up and I activated the loud speaker.


"hello Sihar....


this is bang Mora, sihar and family how are you?"


"bang Mora's....


Mak bang Mora, this is Mak bang Mora.....


Sihar's voice was very deafening to me, Sihar was my cousin, grandson of oppung sahur, grandson of his youngest son.


"hello bang Mora....


this is Uda Mang's host, Mora how are you? when to arrive in the field? Your oppung has arrived there?


"Mora is in good health aja host Uda, Mora arrived in Medan yesterday and oppung Doli already in our house. host Uda how are you?"


"we and our family are still safe."


"what do you mean by Uda?"


"The Gangjang team was mang, raging again, Dison's oppung was overwhelmed to face him, there were already many victims ranging from infants, teenage children and even adults, now we're all residents of Aek Holong evacuate in the hall of Mang district."


"Ha."


"the length of the story mang, kyak his pulse adek you want to run out because it has not been and is not remembered for the contents of the pulse, please call back ya mang."


Immediately the phone connection was cut off, I immediately took my phone, and I called the number that was calling.


"hello host Uda...."


"hello mang."


"continue the story of Host Uda how was it?."


"lt's....


the local government sent researchers to the village of Aek Simarmata, and Doli Dison's oppung had banned him, but they didn't hear him, because they didn't believe in the mystical things of the mang."


"trus the fate of the researchers how is the host Uda?"


"From 39 people only one corpse was dumped into our village mang."


"do you mean Uda's host?"


"The corpse that came was like a victim of Begu Ganjang in general mang, and suddenly just flew to the mang village right in the courtyard of the Oppung Dison house."


"the host truss of Uda?"


"since then the disaster began to come, so I first send your oppung to your house and we followed."


"quickly the host Uda came, yes, Uda sir Simon." (Simon sir is my cousin's sister)


"iya mang later Uda hosts arrived, right, but mang, we do not dare to come home again, how our fare?"


"inang Uda give it to Sihar first."


"oh bang Mora ....


it's me Sihar, how's this bang?"


"Silh .....


got an ATM card?"


"myak mamak has bang, bang ya bang....


Mak.


there's a bang, and the savings book is there"


"is there an ATM machine?"


"there's bang"


"later send her account number, let Abang transfer the fare here, do not forget to invite Uda Simon and his family."


"yes Bang."


"again ......


oppung Dison is there too?"


"there's a bang, would you like to talk to Oppung Dison?"


"try giving me the phone"


It turned out that the oppung dison wanted to talk to me, after I told him that Mr. Didit's family is the heir of the devotee Begu Ganjang, after I told him that the family is the heir of the devotee Begu Ganjang,


I begged Dison's oppung to come to Medan, but Dison's oppung did not want to, because he did not want to leave his citizens.


oppung Dison asked me to come face to face and not to bring the family of Mr. Didit.


After I finished talking with Oppung Dison, I sent money through internet banking, to the account number of his host Uda Mak Sihar, and hope they quickly come to Medan safely.


"Morah.....


what were you talking about?"


Mr. Didit asked about what we talked about on the phone with the Dison oppung, of course Mr. Didit did not understand because we spoke in Toba Batak language.


"Gini sir...


Oppung Dison is a descendant of the Poltak oppung, as we read in the letter sir."


"continue."


"so Oppung Dison, Mora Mintak came here sir but he refused, because Oppung Doli Dison did not want to leave his citizens. oppung Doli Dison is a Customary Stakeholder so he must be responsible for his Indigenous people. and Mora who is asked to come there"


"father come along Mora."


"oppung Dison said do not first sir, because there must be preparation to face Begu Ganjang, for a while the father and family must stay in Medan."


"oh, is that Mora?"


"yes, sir, oh, what kind of family?"


"no word yet Mora, you never picked up his phone."


In a moment of silence again, only the sound of Joan chewing a snack was heard.