THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 58 - RETURN HOME

"They are discarded because they have structural abnormalities in the spine in addition to being agile black. People more often call the two 'Squat One' 'Squat Two'. That is how cruel the world is! Kyai Abah the great-granddaughter of Anom found the two lying in the middle of the forest. They were then taken home to be taken care of and treated. Abah Anom loved both as much as his own children. That makes both of them very loyal and love Abah more. Even the two are very diligent in anything especially if Abah told. Both promised, will continue to look after Abah and family until anytime. That's the promise."

I helped Wak Wati who came out carrying a tray of coffee and tea while continuing to listen to the exciting Wak Hardi story.

"But unfortunately, their hearts are also so fragile because they are often insulted by the surrounding community. They are made fun of for their different body shapes. They did a geni tapa forty days and forty nights. Doing tirakat with a purpose, want to have the science of digjayaan and other sciences that can make their names flattered and respected. Not like now who is always scorned. God granted both requests. The magic sciences, invulnerable, fatal to the science of pellet pasar mesem also managed them to master."

"They're turning into good-looking men, Wak?"

"They have changed. Handsome and authoritative. They also eradicate all evil on this beloved Banten earth. But they loved the same girl so much that there was almost bloodshed. But the two realize again, that blood relationships can not be separated even though it is by a woman's love. They gave permission to leave Abah Anom. Separate yourself and stay in the hills to do holy tapa. A year later the two returned home to see Abah because they remembered the promise that they would keep Abah until anytime. But soon they were sick at the same time. He died in Abah's arms. After the bodies were both bathed and pardoned, strange events ensued. On the way to the cemetery, Abah Anom who has knowledge of kebatinan saw the bodies of Ki Jalu and Ki Maung jump from the market/corpse coffins. They change shape, becoming tall four-legged animals that are large, hairy and fanged. They became white tigers to protect Abah Anom and his seven descendants. That's story!"

I swallowed the saliva. It is a bit of a shock to hear the story of Ki Jalu and Ki Maung who love one woman.

O Allah Gusti... So many senseless major events in my ancestral lands especially in this me! But now I believe, Allah is All-Powerful. God can make the impossible possible! God can make the difficult easy. All is His Power.

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Eighth day. I reopened the little, magical flat object I had been shutting down. The battery power is also exhausted. So my phone was an error and could not be used anymore.

I'm going back to Cibinong city. I want to go home and fix all the problems.

I also have to meet Genta, Jonathan and Jordan again.

My Feelling says, they're in the factory. Wish I'd come back. And I.certainly returned.

After saying goodbye to Wak Hardi and Wak Wati, even until I cried with Wak's first wife who was always loyal and survived to accept the fate of being a woman combined, I returned to the city.

Long enough I had to wait for the bus that would take me to the capital. Because almost all Banten-Serang-Bogor bus routes have not arrived and are still on the way.

So I had to wait patiently in the terminal booth until the bus came.

That's right Wak said. My life feels so much lighter and more enjoyable that my inner eyes are now open that the world feels as vast as the creatures I can see.

There were middle-aged gentlemen holding a naked little bald boy naked on his back. There are also mothers who walk dragged because there are skinny creatures who hold tightly to the calf.

All made me sigh and again mention Asmaul husna for the sanity of my soul which is still shocked.

There are also many subtle creatures that have died but are still milling around in the world. They seem to still have a burden so that they cannot arrive at the nature that should be, the afterlife.

I can just shut up and watch it. Sometimes close your eyes when you see a creepy creature. But now I am much stronger and stronger than before.

I turned to a Young Mother (perhaps my age) who was calming her crying son in a sling. At first glance it may be around the age of two, guess me in the heart.

Once again I emphasize, I am not a SHAMAN. Only women of Banten descent are given the advantages of ancestral science to be able to see something that most people can not see.

The toddler who kept crying made the mother start to panic and look upset.

I took the initiative to give some candy that I bought earlier at the front stall of the road to the terminal.

Struck me, when a small child creature turned out to also be in the sling of the mother. The creature's hand holding the neck of the mother's son made me a little strangled, but realized that only I could see the abnormality.

"Sick, Tea! It's been over a month. The pain is not healing!"

"Not healed!" my errata tried to correct his words because speech is prayer.

"Yes. Unhealed. Though he has been medicated here and there. But it's still not healed. My husband and I are confused, Tea! Crying every day at night like this. Confused I would be!"

I saw the face of a tired mother. I could feel how deeply tormented this woman's body was when the baby was being tested for disease by God. But I saw that it was not a common illness.

"Mothers... Can I hold the dedicate?" I want to know the condition of the child's body.

What a handsome boy. I murmured in my heart while holding his forehead. Though the intention of my heart dispels the little boy who had earlier strangled the neck of the son of the mother.

I swallowed the saliva. Prepare to try my skills as best I can.

With a look in the eyes and a conversation going through the inner, I tried to ask the little boy creature to leave.

"I am also his son! I was born from her womb even though it was unwanted!"

"But you're different nature, De! Your mama is sad, your sister you keep bothering. Go home where you should be! Don't bother Mama and Sis if you love them!"

"They don't love me. They forced me out when I was six months in the womb. They're, mean to me!"

Oh, my God, Karim! Looks like this little child creature is the fetus that was aborted by the mother. It may be created accidentally due to an illicit relationship or a relationship without status. Wallahu a'lam!

"Go back to your rightful place, my dear sister! I'll ask your mother to give you up and keep you steady by buying you nice clothes. You want khan? Poor little brother, De! Looky... One day your brother will send you a prayer with Allah Ta'ala! Want huh?"

"New clothes?"

"Yes. Ma'am will tell your mama to buy a nice shirt for you. Want huh?"

"Yes!"

I let out a breath. Smile lightly while nodding slowly.

"Mast you had breakfast?" I asked the young Mother who began to be flooded with sweat because the son did not stop crying.

She shook her head.

"Do I want to buy rice sitting in the shop? Yuk, I haven't eaten either! Want huh? Who knows if there is a warm sweet tea for this handsome sister. Probably thirst!"

I'm thrilled. The Young Mother smiled and nodded. I let him walk ahead. Then follow him with the prayers of the Qur'an as I can. Ask Allah Ta'ala to help me heal his son.

Bismillah... Hopefully can.

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