The Devil Hair Curse
The Tasteless Taste

I established myself to enter the house of Oma Dinar. My eyes swept across the room, but so far nothing has been strange. Dimas still holding my hand that might feel cold, because I was surprised to see a fairly strange form on the 2nd floor.

"Bak Sekar, don't you think the temperature here is cold?" asked Dimas while whispering in my ear.

"Yes, my most beautiful sister . Tuh see there are a lot of beautiful ac attached to the wall. How cold try, how many tuh," I whispered back in his ear.

Dimas immediately looked at me with a grin that resembled a horse no but a cow also not haha ...

"Why are you guys whispering? Not polite to know seen Oma," said Mama who also unconsciously whispered also to us.

"Mom why whisper?" I said while turning the lazy eyeball.

"Hehe .. unconscious," shy smile mom with a sinless face.

We didn't feel like we were in the dining room. I saw this dining room was very luxurious, spacious with quality wooden furniture. A large dining table with 10 chairs was there. Four seats are facing each other and two are at each other's ends. Do not forget the fancy and large crystal chandelier hanging in the middle of the room.

"Let's sit down, don't hesitate to dongkan at Oma's own house," said Oma Dinar invite us.

I sat to the left of Dimas, and my mother to the right of Dimas. While Oma Dinar sat at the end of the table as the host.

I can smell the food that has been served in front of us.

My eyes circulated to see all the sumptuous dishes that lay before me.

There are sweet sour gurame fish, butter sauce shrimp, pasture sauce squid, fried chicken, grilled chicken, vegetable capcay, stir-fry broccoli, vegetable soup, potato parchment and many other types of dishes are very appetizing.

I glanced at Dimas who seemed like his saliva was already almost dripping. Then I looked towards Oma Dinar who was smiling meaningfully.

"Please eat, choose what you like, do not hesitate. Anyway spend it all," said Oma Dinar smiling.

When I was about to feed a spoonful of rice and shrimp, suddenly my mother surprised me with her words, "Secar, don't forget to pray first."

Slowly and with a face that held in shame, I lowered again the spoon that had almost entered my mouth. Kulrikik Dimas who apparently did not pray as well.

Then I prayed fervently that the food that entered my body was kept away from all bad things and could make my body more healthy and strong.

After praying, I ate well. But just one mouthful I immediately felt a strange thing. Why is the taste of the food so bland? What the hell's going on?

Oh maybe the ware is less seasoning. I also cut the grilled chicken and put it in my mouth eh. Then I put the fried chicken in. It also feels bland. Weird ....

I drank water to make my mouth neutral, I thought. Then I took a sweet sour gurame and it turned out to be bland as well. In fact, you could say the fish like half-baked, rather fishy.

At that moment I felt my heart begin to say that something was wrong with all this food.

I closed my eyes and prayed again. This time I added to my prayer.

Then I slowly opened my eyes and I was very surprised to see the food on my side.

"Jeez, oh my God ...!!!"

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