The Bukit Atas Heritage House
GHOUB ATTACKS

Mang Asep, let's go out tonight, said he was going to visit his sick father.

"What pain does he have ?."

"Don't know, it's been three hot days, he said not healed."

"Send by mang, same mas Tono, use the motor."

"No need to walk, mamang is a regular walk."

I know that Asep's man is not going to visit his nephew, but he is going to go to the place of Ki Anom, the magician from the village next door.

After his departure, I quietly slipped into the pavilion.

Unbeknownst to me, it turns out that Tony followed me from behind. I tried to get in from the front door, but, it turned out that the door was locked, then I walked to the back of the house, it turned out that the back door was not locked.

With a sneak I entered and brakkk, my feet hit something, it turns out a sesajen tray complete with setaman flowers and incense, astaghfirullah, my hair bristles, bristles, when I saw something red in the glass, as I approached it turned out to be blood from a black chicken that was still dripping, hanging on top of it and a glass of black coffee.

uhekk..uhekk, instantly my stomach like stirring and suddenly want to come out, but I hold, because I do not want to, Mang Asep know my presence, but I can't stand it, but as a result my head feels like I was hit with a hammer, dizzy, heavy, until I finally collapsed and fell.

I woke up when I felt a hand touch my forehead.

"Where am I?, ouch..My head is sick and heavy."

"Aden at home, it was Tono mas who brought aden home."

"At home?, mas Tono ?."

Mas Tono explained what happened, until he found me lying on the floor.

"Well, can be found Asep mang later, I've entered his place."

"Relax, I've finished, and the door too, I've closed again."

"Oh.you know that. Thank you very much."

"But Linggar mas, why Asep mang must hold black chicken blood huh?, surely he wants to miselakain tuh, crazy really."

psttt, I put my index finger in my mouth.

"Don't be so hard and don't be so bad thinking people, not good."

"Sorry den, once again I'm sorry."

I nodded and got out of bed, then I asked bi Inah and mas Tono not to open my mouth, I told him what I had been horrified.

"But remember, this is just a guess, so please don't tell anyone first."

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Tonight I went to bed early, because my head was still heavy. Bi Narti brought me a cup of warm ginger. But the night, my head is not getting better, but it's getting sicker and like a prick. My chest also feels like someone is squeezing a squeeze.

duarrrr, there was a huge explosion on the roof of the house.

Kyai Hasan, who was reciting, stopped his dhikr.

astaghfirullah.there was a delivery, he said as he moved and walked to my room. It seems like this guy, well, understood, that something was threatening my life.

"Kids please protect the others and be alert, don't forget the dhikr !"

Kyai Hasan then knocked on my room, with pain in my hands I walked up to the door and opened it. Not to mention I had a chance to talk, suddenly my heart, like someone was trying to pull it by force, I floundered on the floor.

"Son Linggar, Istighfar son, you must be strong !."

I keep fighting with the pain.

"Fatimah, get abi water decoction of bidara leaves. In the bottle at mushala."

Fatimah ran, and came back with the bottle in her hand. He gave the bottle to his ashes.

"Abi, Linggar mas why abi?, please save him abi!," said Fatimah while crying.

Even though I was struggling with the pain, I could still see the water coming out of his eyes, and falling on my cheek.

"Pray neng!, we ask God's protection from the disturbance of the damned Shaiton and from the witches. You must be strong, yes nduk."

Fatimah nodded, unconsciously I grabbed her fingers, and I felt like there was a power entering my body.gue must be strong, I must fight the power of the devil and I must be able to conquer it, he said, my inner.

Kyai Hasan, give me water decoction of bidara leaves, which he has read the prayer and drank it. With God's permission, my chest that had been sick, slowly reduced and continued to decrease, until finally I no longer feel pain, my body returned to normal. Apart from the influence of the ghoib, my body feels weak and sweat soaks my body. Fatimah let go of my hand grip slowly, she does not want in the afterlife later the person she loves wretched because of it.

I saw him give thanks. Her sincere tears spilled again, she kissed the hand of her ashes and embraced the old body.

"Abi, thanks. Abi saved Linggar's life."

Kyai Hasan rubbed Fatimah's hair.

"Not abi neng, but Allah. God has helped your future husband."

Fatimah smiled, and hugged her brother again.

Santri Kyai lifted my body, and put it on the bed, meanwhile bi Inah took off my wet shirt and replaced it with a dry one.