The Arkana: The Demon Hunters
Arkansas

The classic house with red brick walls has a gate with the letter Hanacaraka. At first glance the house looks haunted, but in fact it is not.

Tantra is a place of reflection massage and traditional acupuncture. However, many rumors are circulating that Tantra has other jobs besides struggling in the health sector.

"I heard, here can serve the services of expulsion of subtle creatures," said a skinny young man who looked exhausted. A black bag perched under his eyes, a sign he was having trouble sleeping. Occasionally he also massaged his nape slowly, such as holding back aches.

"Fuckin' thick!" replied the long-haired man shoulder to shoulder with the middle part bangs who are the owners of this Tantra. He gave his client a menu catalog. "Please select the package."

The man's eyes squinted as he read the menu proffered at him.

"Mas, I'm not here to massage anything else acupuncture," he complained. "I have another more urgent disorder."

The shop owner smiled. "One of the effects of supernatural disorders is a feeling of aches and difficulty sleeping. Am I wrong?"

The gondrong man spoke softly. He uses anything to attract customers, including guessing games based on the physicality of his clients.

"D-yes."

'Bingo!' His inner.

"Well! I recommend taking acupuncture packs to be cured, Mas. How's it?"

"Seriously healed?" ask the man doubtful.

"Hohoho guaranteed," replied the Tantric owner.

"So I still haven't healed abis treatment from here how about, Mas? You see, I think what I'm going through is related to something supernatural."

"Warranty!"

"Money is back 100%?" ask the man.

"No. Dapet discount for the next massage or acupuncture session," he replied.

"yeah! This place can seriously engg—"

The Tantra owner's man pointed towards the door. "As a doubt please look elsewhere. Talk supernatural, talk beyond reason. As if hesitating, nothing."

In addition to shrewd talking, apparently he is also good at bluffing.

'What steps are you gonna take next, man?'

The skinny man gulped. "O-okay. I'll take the package for sure."

'Hihihi attracts people!'

The owner of the house smiled. "I prepare the ritual needs first." He was about to leave the room, but his steps suddenly stopped right in front of the door. "Next time I stay don't panic. A supernatural attack may come at any time. Stay calm and sit sweet, never get out of this room until I come. This room has me chanting so evil spirits can't enter." After warning, he came out of the room.

Not long ago the client was left alone, suddenly the lamp in the room he used turned off by itself.

"Astogeh! Shocked," he said. His eyes were now staring around vigilantly.

The lights in the room came back on, then turned off again, and continued so for a few seconds as if someone was playing the switch. Next to the door, the switch was untouched.

"Hihih feel that."

On the other hand, the gondrong with the middle of the Tantra owner was chuckling while playing the switch of the room from outside. There was a secret wall where the switch was hidden to scare away customers waiting inside.

"Sampe when do you want to cheat people, Mas Har?" ask a crazy girl who makes every man gulp when staring at his body and face.

"Oh, Hitta. How's it? Did you clean up your acupuncture equipment?" ask the gondrong to one of his employees.

"More." Hitta provided all the needs that Mas Har needed.

Smiling day. "Hihi thank you, beautiful."

The man took the equipment that Hitta gave him, then opened the door where his client was waiting and re-entered with a face full of seriousness.

"Sorry long. How, how? Aman?"

"Well, fuck! This was the worst distraction as long as I was bullied. The lamp died itself. It was my turn behind the lights again" replied the client.

"Indeed, one of Satan's abilities is to scramble frequencies and play electronic objects such as lights."

"But can seriously help me, right, Mas?"

"Hohoho leave it to the experts!" Day closed the door to perform acupuncture on her patients.

Meanwhile Hitta sighed while shaking her head at the behavior of her boss.

...****************...

Less than an hour has passed. The acupuncture process is complete.

"Where? Seger now?"

The client moved his shoulder that had felt sore. "Faith, Mas."

Smiling day. "The payment can be at the reception desk yes. See you soon, good luck."

"But it's real, isn't it, Mas?"

The gondrong man with the middle bangs sighed, then sat down for a moment.

"The method I use is called esoteric acupuncture which includes mystical elements. Esoteric acupuncture deals with concepts such as body energy, spirituality, or other metaphysical aspects. This treatment not only affects the physical condition, but also has an impact on non-physical aspects such as energy, emotions, and thoughts. This method plays a chakra point to address physical health issues while simultaneously producing changes in the patient's energy or spiritual state. Still need another explanation?"

"O-okay. I pay up front." The client went out of the room to the reception desk.

Hari sighed, then stared at the corner of the room.

"Please sit down, Ma'am," he said, "now just to take care of his main client, sorry, yes."

A woman dressed in all-white stood in the corner of the room with eyes glaring towards Hari. His feet did not tread on the floor until they were seen floating in the air.

"Get me out of here!" reply the woman with a huffed tone.

"Don't dong, later my client who just could come back angry again," replied Hari. "I promise to evict you from him."

The woman still looked at Hari with a face full of anger.

"Who are you really?" ask that figure.

"Sun Sagara." The man smiled. "A Arkana."

Arkana is a nickname for those who fight darkness and are able to control the atma. Destroying evil spirits, black magic users and helping to return lost spirits in the world to the realm of death.

"Get me out of here. That guy was my girlfriend!"

"Ehh—meaning ex-boyfriend?" chirps Mahari.

"I haven't broken up! I still love him and he still loves me!"

"It's still a pity, why are you pinning him down, huh? You want him dead so you can be together again? You're dead, no relationship anymore."

"Love is eternal! Not knowing distance and time, not even knowing nature!""

'Duh, piye iki.'

Day scratched his back head. "OK, okay, your love is eternal, but your relationship is not. Because, when someone dies, his relationship with this world has been cut off including romance. If you stick with him, you directly hurt him. Look, he can't sleep and his body is pegel-pegel. If you're really, baby, make it up to him."

The woman was suddenly sad. His anger changed with sadness.

"Two more days he's birthday, but damn it exactly five days before his birthday, I was in an accident. I want to give him the last gift."

"After that you can calm down and go, okay?" ask Mahari.

The woman nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'm helping. After your affairs and burdens are gone, please go to the realm of death."

...****************...

Two days passed. A man in a hat rang a bell at one of the compound houses. Not long after, from behind the exit of a skinny man.

"Yes, find who?"

The man in the hat looked at the owner. "With the Great Sir?"

"Yes, I am Great" replied the owner of the house.

"There's a package for you."

Agung walked over to the fence and stared at the expedition courier in front of his house. "From who?"

"Fatmawati," replied the courier.

"Don't joke you. The person you just mentioned by name died a few days ago."

The courier guy also piqued. "Where do I know, I'm just doing my job as an expedition service. It is likely that this package was sent last week with the same sender using a regular package, so today it has just reached its destination."

Finally Agung received the package delivery. After the package was received, the expedition went to walk to his car parked across the road.

Agung went into the house carrying a fairly large package. Out of curiosity, he immediately opened the package and was surprised to see the contents.

His late girlfriend said a few days before he died. Fatmawati said that she wanted to see Agung achieve her dream of becoming a painter. Therefore, he presented a set of painting tools for his girlfriend. In addition to a set of painting tools, there was a letter waiting to be read.

Happy birthday, dear. I hope you like the gifts I love. I wish you could be what kind of painter you talked about when we sat together. I want to stay by your side, accompany every process of your journey to what you dream of. The spirit continues yes, from me who always loved you. Fatmawati.

The man's tears were soaked when he slapped the reality that the woman was no longer with him forever. But it is not the time to break. With a gift from Fatmawati, Agung was burning. He wanted to show that he was capable of being what he was talking about next to Fatmawati at the time. That Agung would become a great and famous painter.

"I'll do a painting about you, Fatma. I promise ... someday the painting will be displayed in the museum as the best work of all time .. I promise... thanks for this last gift ... thanks ...," murmured Agung while sobbing held bitter.

...****************...

Now the ghostly figure of a woman named Fatmawati was smiling looking at Mahari who was sitting in the front seat of the car with a bald man.

"Thank you" said Fatmawati.

Mahari did not comment. He only released a smile on the figure of the woman who slowly faded into the bluish-white dust flakes.

"He's gone" Wibowo said.

"Yes, he left without a burden on his heart" Mahari replied.

"Where are we going now?" ask Bowo.

"What do you want to eat? Here the cave tract," asked Mahari back.

Bowo chuckles. "Well! That's called BIG BOSS!"

"Don't be expensive, yeah. A maximum of ten thousand," reply Day.

"Curtain! Lu intention to give you no treat, woy?!" suhut Bowo while clucking annoyed.

"His men's acupuncture money is not worth the price of a set of painting tools, coy. The cave is a number!"

"Need revealed! That means no sincerity?" ask Bowo.

Mahari. "It's not so, Wo. Just yeah, you know yourself."

"Again the cave say what, do not take care of the spirit is not clear so dah," said Bowo. "Focus is just like evil spirits, because they are dangerous and can harm many people, Mas."

"Wo, Wo," said Hari while chuckling. "There are many people whose job is to exorcise evil spirits other than us. There is an organization of groups that fight black magic users. But, Wo .. not many want to lead a curious spirit to the realm of death. You know, right? If their place isn't here anymore, huh? What do you think evil spirits are made of? From the curious spirits that are too long in the world and contaminated with the rottenness of this world, Wo. The dead have their restlessness, unrest, grudges .. It is our duty, Arkana, to prevent the resurrection of evil spirits, right? Better to prevent than cure."

"This is so eat no? Pinter really talks about you, Mas," said Bowo. "Somewhat you have the same style as gua mah."

Mahari laughing. "Warteg, huh?"

"Yes, go."

The two of them also went by Tantra transport car to a subscription carteg who used to give free rice to couriers and online ojek when Friday's blessing.

"Damn you, Mas! Lu merahin this courier dress for free rice dapet, huh?! Angry you! That man's fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' 'em!" bowo said when he realized where they were going to dock.

"Would you mind?" tanya Day's.

"Lift by now" replied Bowo.