Mystery of Grandma's House
Seeking a Truth

"Hey you why from yesterday a lot of daydreaming continues mas? Are you thinking of ayu?" Wulan said to disperse my daydream.

"Eh, no really. Again think tomorrow the delivery of eggs to subscriptions in Kampung S must close the target. Though there are still many customers waiting for our egg delivery. All employees are overwhelmed" I replied origin.

I did not realize that I was visiting the new Wulan house at this time. Because he continues to feel bored in the mess room next to the cattle of Mr. Mardi. Yes now it can be said I rose because now I am only in charge of overseeing the work of some employees in the chicken cattle owned by Mr. Mardi who began to grow rapidly.

Meanwhile I slept in a mess house not far from my job site. Mr. Mardi said that he gave it because it included facilities for me. I am quite grateful because I can thus save on my monthly expenses.

"Mas Mahesa?!" Wulan said back while pinching my arm.

"Yes, I'm a wul. Hishh why do you really hobby nyubit my body. It hurts" I grumbled feeling the heat in my left arm.

"I thought you were stuck. You were mostly dumb from yesterday." Tukas Wulan while rising into the house was about to take a drink like that. It's nice to wet a little bit of my throat that's already starting to dry.

Putting up after coming home yesterday from the hospital and meeting my two best friends, somehow my feelings continue to feel strange. My eyes continued to daydream far thinking about what bad things would happen to ayu at any time and also I began to feel there was something else in me. Even though I doubt myself.

"It's the mas in the drink first" suddenly Wulan had come in front of me while thrusting a glass of red ice syrup in front of me while another glass in front of him.

"Hemm thanks wul" I said.

I sipped immediately the drink that was served Wulan, The fresh taste so enveloped my entire throat at this time. The cold and sweet taste so spoiled my taste buds.

"Want to pay! The drink is not free, hehehe" joked Wulan who saw me so enjoy.

"Pay for love? Hahaha" chirped.

Wulan just laughed a little at my babbling. Red cheeks are always seen adorning the face of women who take time off just to keep me company today. We laughed together in a joke during the day.

"to.lo.ng" says"

A single sound forced me to be silent for a moment. A split second ago I was sure I heard something familiar going through my ear. The lyrical voice whispered from someone I hadn't heard in a long time.

"Finally showed up too"

"Grandma!!"

*****

The afternoon changed. The sun that had been dashing above the crown slowly retreated in the western horizon creating a dim sky dusk orange.

The old figure who had not met me, had just approached me with his astral form. Like a thin smoke that forms a whole body. The figure of the old grandmother who about three months ago was buried. Although at a glance, I was quite trembling even though I could not communicate with him.

Bruagghhh

The sound of the wind crashing into the door I just closed was enough to make me jump in surprise. The wind was fleeting like a dense puff of smoke.

"Grandmother Dance!!"

Because this afternoon I didn't want to make a scene at Wulan's house. I rushed home this afternoon. I want to immediately express all the impacts that are being caused at this time due to his feud with Nyai Dasimah first if the spirit figure reappears. And the question of what exactly was the purpose of the grandmother forming that savage sect still ringing in my mind?

"What exactly is all this?" I said indignantly seeing the figure of grandma Dance start approaching me all of a sudden.

"Please, I'm sorry, this is all my fault" said the spirit of Tari's granny. It appeared that his pale-blue face was dripping a clear grain that brushed past his wrinkled cheeks.

"I'm just asking you to explain! Don't mince words" when I put on my face as grimly as possible.

Although I was not in denial I was still quite trembling if I saw creatures from the next realm.even though I was used to it, but until now, I still feel a little afraid to see their diverse faces.

"I'm sorry your grandmother is le, because my hatred for that woman made me flounder and forget myself. To cause all my descendants to suffer" his whine slowly which then became a cry with a sound that was enough to make goosebumps.

"Speak to me grandma" said I who then stood up from my seat and then turned his back.

"Grandmother will bring your memory le, where my suffering all began" said the old grandmother who still continues to sob.

"Now close your eyes,"

Wusssssshhhhh

"I will lead you to master the supernatural. However in your blood flows the blood of Kanjeng Prabu" said the old grandmother guiding my transparent hand into a realm different from the one I had experienced.

Not to argue this time, I just want to follow what you want to show the beings the embodiment of energy from grandmother Dance. My curiosity is bigger than anything right now. I have to find the truth!

"We're leaving!" Tukas grandma Dance short.

Wusshhhhh

Back my body was like moving around like a magic show. This time I entered a memory from Grandma Dance. What exactly does Grandma want to show me? I don't know half of his life story.

"You see that, son? Look at Dasimah there!" Grandmother's voice pointed at a slender woman who was ascending in a pendopo.

"Isn't that grandma's house?" Many wonder.

"Ssttt shut up and watch!" Ketus grandma to me.

After I saw for a while Dasimah was sitting while his mouth kept komat Kamit unclear, suddenly a black figure with a very high body approached Dasimah! His eyes were as big as the wheels of a vehicle's tires and from under his mouth were sticking out yellow fangs with fur all over his face. With a terrible smile saw Dasimah being ascetic calling him.

Instantly he shrunk his body to the size of an adult male even though his body size can still be said to be too big. He approached Dasimah and started sitting cross-legged in front of Dasimah who started to open his eyes.

"Have you prepared that mash for me! Ahahaha!!!" A thunderous voice seemed to fill his surroundings.

Seeing me surprised Grandma Tari next to me held my arm while continuing to stare at the series of events with sadness.

"Kill the man, I don't care! The most important thing is to keep your promise hey butokolo!" Said Dasimah no less loudly.

"I will give you power and peerless beauty. Now let me enjoy your body first, Dasimah! Hahaha" Said the monstrous creature with black-colored saliva that continuously dripped.

"Please promise to eliminate the old man and his wife immediately, I will continue to give you the fall until our covenant is over! I'm sick of continuing to serve you the devil!" Gertak Dasimah this time his voice trembled.

"How dare you say that!! Didn't I give you a stupid cure! Look at you a long time ago, do you think anyone would see you full of ulcers and fishy blood all over your body that will never heal?! If you want to end our blood covenant, give me a blow to the life of a blood-bound man! You even just gave me your husband and two children! If you can't fulfill it, be prepared for your descendants to take turns serving me!" Hardened butocolo with eyes that look savage.

"I'm sorry to have made a pact with an accursed creature like you! It's better if I die than I have to meet you!"

"Hahaha!!!" Back that thunderous laughter sounded deafening.

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"Look at myself le, I used to want to go to the city but stopped because I saw this terrible scene first grandma even though I could see the devil, grandma still lay about Kanuragan science, Kanuragan, until the grandmother can only sneak through the door gap" said the grandmother pointed to a woman who was pregnant was eavesdropping Dasimah.

"Is that grandma???" I asked in my heart of wonder. Because in her youth, grandma looks very beautiful like a Korean artist if this time. He said he was pregnant with a third child at the time.

"Hahaha, once grandma was the prima donna of the village le, there is no way kakungmu kecantol grandma if grandma is not charming, hahaha" said grandma Tari while stroking my hair rough.

"What agreement did Dasimah make?" I was surprised by the conversation they had earlier made.

"If you want to know, let's take a longer look at le,"

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Seriate...

NB: Tole/Le: is a favorite call to boys in Java generally, in some areas this call is only given to the unmarried only.