Hawa Waha
Srindi Puspa

It turns out that after the time magrib came and then entered the time Isya then the person named Mr. Dargo came. This man went straight down the tree in the back yard with a flashlight looking for the gold paper.

Conscientious after the gold paper was found, he sat down and looked at it with a cloth of tissue he lifted it, very careful as he held the paper.

"Mas.this is not just any paper.It just so happens that I also understand the spiritual problem so I can feel the different aura that is in this paper"

Inside the house the paper was placed on the dining table. Mr. Dargo pays attention to the shape of the paper and the written text.

"Switch.First I say that this is not ordinary paper that we find.if we notice correctly this is a leaf that has been dried and loosened..try to smell, this paper smells very fragrant as it has been sprayed perfume"

I close my nose and it turns out to be true.At least surprised because the smell is the smell of jasmine flowers.

"Second, the script written on the lontar cloth.I'm sorry to say lontar yes, not paper.is an ancient jawi script. And the circle below, and like a worm stroke below, is a stamp of apology like from another world"

"Oh yeah? another world?" many wonder.

"May I be right.but here whoever affixed said that he was a messenger of Power.had my body's fur creeps"

Surely what Mr. Dargo said my hair also goosebumps.

Mr. Dargo started reading..

"To my beloved grandson wherever he is, let us inform you that ananda Waha Puspa is currently with us and is undergoing cleaning. Waha expressed his gratitude to ananda Birendra and asked for her willingness to recant.

Waha Puspa does not have a tomb but sought for Birendra to come to the village of Tlanan in Karangasem, look for the hill Lemped and sprinkle flowers in the area.

Signed, We are the gatekeepers of nirvana"

Mr. Dargo took off the golden paper as if afraid of what he was holding.

"Waduh..who is Waha Puspa?" ask Mr. Dargo.

I just nodded my head at Mr. Dargo's explanation. Suddenly from the window of the kitchen door was blown by the wind, it smelled like the one on the paper.

Mr. Dargo glared his eyes in fear..

"Oath! this is scary.let alone there is a fragrant smell that you are testing in!" he said while looking at the window.

We also turned to look at the window, there was indeed an oddity that the window was tightly closed, inexplicably arrived open. And also outside there is no strong wind, but we can all smell the fragrance coming in.

"It is better this paper is brought to people who have the ability to see.because I am afraid this is from parties that we do not want let alone the allotment at home here" said Mr. Dargo worried.

"Thank you, Mr. Dargo, who helped me read it, I'll think about how to handle this letter"

Mr. Dargo suddenly stood up and asked for permission to go home, he felt unwell. Maybe he wasn't feeling well, maybe he was scared. Funny also Mr. Dargo.how if he was like me who had seen and even fought with a variety of ferocious subtle creatures.

That night I sat alone by the side of my bed. At that time Mr. Dirman out of the house to deliver a frightened Mr. Dargo. Next to me I accidentally put a Jantring Mas keris and Anom Melati keris. I lifted the two throats and put them on a small table in front of me. Jasmine flowers given Waha also I taro beside the two keris.

I turned to look at the gold paper I put beside me.

Suddenly the keris Jantring Mas and Anom Melati moved by themselves and I heard a whisper in my ear.

"Ngger.ini I'm eye Semar.preferably leave tomorrow to Bali and sprinkle jasmine flowers there"

"Waha? is that who you came to?" I said as I stood near the glass. I felt a kind of jasmine smell in my room.

But in the mirror there was no one, it was just my hallucination.

"That's right the figure of Waha.he has come and wants to look back at your situation" whispered again in my ear.

"Well.I will go to Bali tomorrow.I will go to the village of Tenganan according to what is written" said I alone.

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Because the day was approaching the night I took the initiative to stay overnight in a villa not far from the location where I had to sow flowers.

Tenganan Village is a beautiful and quiet village. With a warm cup of coffee I sat in the villa. A large yard with various kinds of trees accompanied me that night.

From the direction of the public kitchen which is located not far from my villa came out a Balinese girl. It seems that he was wearing Balinese cloth and carrying a tray.

"Om Swastiastu, good night" he said in a soft voice.

"Swastiastu.." reply.

He sat next to me and put the tub on the floor. In the tray I saw a round plate made of clay. Inside the flowers jasmine flowers are red and white. The smell of flowers is very fragrant.

"Mr..I know you will do sow flowers tomorrow near the temple...I want to leave this can?" He said while thrusting the tray near me.

"Oh..can you.Where does my sister know I'll spread flowers?" I was confused to hear this girl's request as well.

However, at a glance I saw the bracelet in his left hand and was surprised when he noticed the shape of the bracelet. The bracelet was similar to Waha's that he used to wear.

"Where did you get that bracelet?" I asked while pointing at the bracelet.

The girl glanced at me and smiled..

"I am Srindi Puspa.cicit from dadong (grandmother) Waha Puspa. I live not far from here. And last night my father said that there were guests who would sprinkle flowers for curd"

My hair stood up to hear his words, I looked around me. The yard behind the villa was quiet and there was not a single person.

"Was..Excuse me are you a human or a jinn?" manya curious.

The girl didn't say anything just lowering her head, yet I still saw a pinched smile on her lips.

"After you finish sprinkling flowers, you can stop by my house which is located next to the state temple. Ask people around there for sure they will know" he said smiling.

The girl stood up and saluted me respectfully without giving an answer to my question. He could say..

"Don't forget to sprinkle flowers on my chest" said the girl, walking back to the kitchen.

I still see the light from behind the lights in the kitchen. A few moments later, the lights were turned off. The kitchen looks dark again.

A round plate containing flowers I brought into the bedroom and put it on a table near the bed.

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