CURSE HEIRS BEGU BASKET
Manortors

Joan was still sticking her head in my arm and then her father was sitting next to me.

"more on that next bere?"

Bones sir Rohani asked for the next event, and I just shook my head, because I also did not know what the next event was.

"father e and bang Mora, the next event is self-cleaning for the family amangboru pak Aris and also other residents.

Those who feel the coffee is sweet will be cleaned first, after it is finished, will be given a new coffee again.

if the other residents still feel his coffee is sweet then the cleaning will be done again but not for the family amangboru pak Aris."

"why is that Joan?"

"hadehh....

right, Mr. Aris and his family are the heirs of a long-lost cult, what the hell?"

"that's it, so you think that Mr. Aris is a ghostly attachment?"

"that's how about bang Mora, if they don't get attached to ghosts or whatever it is, Mr. Aris and his family won't come here."

Joan answered me, and her father looked at Joan with doubt.

"sook know you."

"rightly said this Amang child, we who here who taste bitter coffee. never bothered by the bagu ganjang.

Only they're all bullied, I also know why."

Said one of the mothers sitting with us, who felt the coffee bitter as well.

Then Oppung Doli Sarma with two oppung-oppung or grandfather, sprinkling something around them that feels sweet coffee.

"Joan what is that?"

His father asked Joan, and this time Joan pulled him by his side and hugged him.

"father calm, yes, it's a procession of releasing evil spirits that follow them."

Said Joan and then held her father's hand, as a result the three of us held hands.

The mothers sitting behind us even approached the three of us, now our sitting position is getting closer.

"The beetles and land taken from around the cottage of great-grandfather amangboru pak Aris, added with fresh flour and also haircuts from the villagers.

After that they will be splashed using water from Simarmata waterfall."

Obviously Joan was relaxed, and the mothers who spoke were approaching me.

"get ready, because between them there must be a trance."

Said the mothers earlier, and it looks like the two grandfathers have finished sprinkling strange objects surrounded them all.

keg.....

The sound of tagading or drumming played by the musician made and Bones Pak Rohani shocked, but not with Joan.

"Amang pargocci namai, namalo marembes. naeng maruloan name hami. baen mo jo gondang first i, asa marmula Hasangapon in nami tonga-tonga.

(given musicians, please play early life music, to start a new life for us)

Pinta pak Sarma to the musician, and the sound of gondang, sarune bolon, which combined into one.

(Sarune Bolon is one of the inflatable musical instruments in the Toba Batak community. This musical instrument is also something that is very sacred to the people of Batak Toba)

Gondang, sarune bolon, bottle and iron.all of that is called Gondang Sahabunan.

Being a partaganing or drumming can not be arbitrary. One must study first on pargonsi (gondang music players) who already have musical skills. However, it is said that there is a person who has these skills from Batara Guru or talent.

A partaganing, along with parsarune (breather of sarune) according to the old belief of Batak Toba, they are aligned with the gods. Because both are able to convey all requests and hopes to Debata Mulajadi Nabolon or the supreme ruler.)

Honestly, it was very creepy when I heard the combination of music, because this is the first time I heard it.

The bones of Mr. Rohani were getting tighter holding Joan, and the rest of his son looked distant and tried to calm his father.

Krung.... Ting.....

The sound of music stopped, because Mr. Sarma gave a signal by raising his right hand towards the musician.

"muliate Amang pargocci, nungga di pareade hamu sipangidoan namani." *batak dialogue

(thank you, musician, because you played the music we mintak).

Say Mr. Sarma after the music stops and his hands are down.

"Gabe amang gabe." *batak Dialog

(same-sama).

answer one of the musicians, then sarune bolon played again, but only briefly.

"Amang pargocci name i, hupangi do Hami saunnari. baen damang Jo gondang parhorason las ruhut ma gondang si clay-liat on i. asa marliat wild mangido pasu-pasu cyan oppung began to become nabolon.*batak Dialogue.

(to the musician, now we want to ask for music again.may the Ancestor bless us and we want to present our fate to the ancestor.)

"nauli amang, (good).

Trung .. tung.... Trung .. tung.... Trung .. tung.... Trung .. tung....Trung .. tung....

One of the musicians answered a speech from Mr. Sarma and then played a hut.

Then the music was played, and it made me goosebumps even more.

"why bang Mora? how am I scared? it's usual dong."

Said Joan who tried to be nosy, with the Bones of the Spirit, we together hold Joan's hand.

More stressful because the residents behind the family of Mr. Didit now stand.

They all dance tor-tor, the dance is not like the traditional Batak wedding party in general.

"Joan, what's that? why is the tortor dance different from what you used to see?"

"that's the name tortor somba bang, so the citizens worship the oppung began to become a nabolon or ancestor to ask for blessings.

blessings and safety so that they are spared from the interference of evil spirits.

Later they will dance tortor around and then gather again."

Said Joan, and it really happened. The tortor dancers have now gone around and formed a circle.

Surprisingly again, Mr. Didit and his family look very proficient when it comes to tortor dancing.

"Joan, why is Mr. Didit and his family so good at manortors?

(manortor means dancing tortor dance typical of Batak Toba).

"that Mr. Didit and his family and the other residents have started to damage the bang.that's what caused Mr. Didit and his family to become good manortors."

It is very difficult for Me to digest what Joan said, but obviously Mr. Didit is getting more proficient at the manortor.