Shaman Main
The past of the black shaman

"That means you and the exile shaman are hostile?" asked Arka suddenly worried.

"His wife is so beautiful, I can't stand just imagining her every night. Every time I met I could only look at her without daring to say hello. He loved Dimas Rahendra very much at that time, he was so spoiled and affectionate, not even a second his beautiful eyes turned away from Dimas Rahendra. I was so jealous of their lives, I wanted to feel how loved by that woman. Until one day I met someone who was very old, he could not die if he did not pass down his knowledge, he had no offspring. And I happened to come to ask for help, I want Dimas Rahendra's wife to fall in love with me. I learned all sorts of things to him, the night was endless until a few months later I succeeded, and the old man finally died."

"Is Aki the same, having to lower the knowledge first can only die?" tanya Arka was getting curious.

"Yes, but not for my mainstay pellet science, later after I'm really ready to leave this world" he said.

"I want to have it Ki, I want Melati to leave Iyan now."

"No Arka, you're not ready yet."

"I'm ready Ki, whatever the risk!" Arka raised her voice.

"You better use the other way, you prepare the energy to get out of your body. We hold Melati's soul, so they fail to marry." Ki Juno had already prepared everything.

"When we do it." asked Arka very excitedly.

"Tomorrow at night" he said, carving a smile on both of their lips.

Arka turned back towards her room, where her gallant body was meditating.

He opened his eyes, for a moment then looked at the wall of his room which was filled with photos of Melati. Every night he looked at the face in the picture, stroking it and kissing it to the brink of a dream.

"I don't want you to belong to anyone else Mel, if I can't have you, I won't let anyone else have you. Especially Iyan!" he said it was full of hate.

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The next day, Iyan deliberately did not pick up Melati, according to his promise he would not work, but accompanied Mom at home. Melati must really take care and accompany her, because tomorrow they will get married at uncle Aryo's house.

That afternoon Iyan bought marriage supplies, Iyan could not invite Melati because their marriage was a secret, especially Mother, she should not know about the marriage that would make him more sick and tortured.

"Mel, did you buy a light pink or white kebaya?" tanya Iyan via a short message.

"Anything Mas, according to Mas Iyan nice Melati would like." reply Melati.

Iyan smiled to himself imagining the answer coming straight out of his red lips.

"White yes dear, I love the color white, like your skin my Jasmine flowers." Rayu Iyan sent a message again.

"Yes Mas, I want to be picked up immediately by you." reply Melati with emojis heart very much.

"Mas wants to come to the house now." Iyan smiled to himself.

"Here Mas, Melati misses." Melati teases him more.

Iyan closed the message, continuing his shopping.

Not so long, then Iyan went home. She had to talk to both her parents as well as her brother about this sudden marriage.

"Seriously Mas! I was messing around." Iyan answered him casually.

"Have you thought, son, Arka did not stay silent!" I advised Iyan.

"I know Mom, and I have to be ready for anything that's going to happen." answered Iyan subtly, he approached her and held her hand, but suddenly her mother's face became sad.

"Mom has a secret we haven't told you yet, son." Iyan looked at my face deeply.

Iyan knitted his brows, he felt that there was something big that his mother would explain. "What Mom?" ask Iyan again.

"But don't be angry or disappointed, I'm sorry about you" the wrinkled face of the mother gets wrinkled.

"Of course Mom, there's no reason to be angry with Mom, sin!" Iyan smiled, her red lips thinning.

Mother turned to her husband, for a moment they looked at each other, then turned to Angga. Angga smiled faintly, hinting that it was time for mother to speak as she was to Iyan.

Iyan was still waiting, watching the three people as if strengthening each other.

"Actually, you're not Mom's real son."

mother said looking down sad, her old face hiding so deep down in her chest.

"What Mom?" Iyan looked at the mother in disbelief, as well as the father and Angga alternately, he was devastated, but not to the point of hating them.

"Your mother died giving birth to you" said Mother again with tears.

"Mother's dead?" tanya Iyan was also no less sad, her clear eyes began to dew.

"He fell from the abyss while pregnant with you. She was in pain and bleeding, and then I took care of her, after a few weeks your mother recovered, but her legs were not functioning properly, she was paralyzed from falling too high. But luckily the content is okay, until finally able to give birth to you safely, but he did not survive." explained Mother reminiscing about the sad time.

"Then my father's Mom?" tanya Iyan was very sad to hear her mother's story.

"Your father searched your mother nonstop, until the day you were born he found Mom's hut in the cornfield at the time, we still lived in the plantation area surrounded by the forest. But what a pity, when your father came, your mother was not breathing anymore." Mom's story really made Iyan shed tears.

"Where is my father?" said Iyan slowly.

"After the incident he was always sad, he did not want to talk to work either. His hair and beard are long unkempt, his work is just daydreaming. Until we decided to take care of you with your father's consent. She cried so much back then, she roared lamenting your mother's departure while hugging your little body, Son. With half his consciousness remaining, he went away from the village, he went westward, and never returned, he lived in a coconut plantation."

"Have I ever met her, Mom?" Iyan wiped away the tears that had fallen without him noticing.

"Recent, when you were in school. But he doesn't want people to know that you're his son. He's afraid you're in danger." Iyan's father replied.

"What danger?" Iyan looked at his father's face in surprise, it seemed like Iyan's father knew something important.

"A black shaman would look for you if he knew you were in this world. The black shaman loved your mother and wanted to take her away from your father. It was also the cause of your mother falling into the abyss, the black shaman had a study that could attract one's soul and force her to fall in love through the subconscious. After that a woman will love the person in question until her thin body is dry, she will not realize that the taste in her heart is a forced desire."