Around Us
Chapter 9: Magic
I don't believe in witchcraft, telet, witchcraft, or witchcraft. But that was before I saw it with my own eyes.
I thought, demons and jinn live in a different dimension to us so they can't hurt humans. It turns out, they can break through the boundaries of nature. They can be invited to ally by humans for revenge.
A year before I migrated to Bandung, there was a neighbor who died because of being suspended. At first, he was thought to have just experienced an ordinary illness. I also think black magic will not be able to enter the body of a religious person. But he was beaten every night. The stomach is enlarged, but other parts of the body shrink (or become thin). On a certain night he groaned in pain. He also often vomited blood and nails, but not everyone was able to see the shape of the object.
The devotion of the person who sent the magic is said to be able to open a gap to enter the body of the victim. He uses the calculation of good and bad days of people who are his target.
Several times I saw his house as if surrounded by demons and jinn from all directions. It all seems absurd. But I saw his movements locked. Where he went as if he could not avoid the danger until he resigned and believed if the death was a divine message. I suddenly drowned remembering the horror.
Why do people who seem obedient to worship can be exposed to witchcraft as well? This question makes me so curious. I also tried to look at that. Apparently, there is a negative aura in the victim that can be penetrated, as a result of his heart and mind are less clean. The victim – turned out to be – often uttered hurtful words that made the perpetrator hurt deeply. That said, there are still many people who use black magic to reciprocate pain rather than solving problems with a persuasive approach or speaking directly.
Santet, teluh, tenung, and penyabun fleeting similar, part of the black magic is very cruel. In fact, the four magic has differences that lie in the media used, influence, and how it works.
Santet, long-range attacks using inanimate objects such as nails, needles, razors, and broken glass. People who get the delivery will usually feel pain in certain parts of the body, such as the stomach, chest, head, and back. Objects that cause the victim pain will not be detected by medical science. There are no marks on the body that indicate the object has ever lived.
Then teluh – which is actually similar to santet – the difference lies in the element used. Teluh use animals such as insects, worms, maggots, and centipedes as an intermediary medium. If the witchcraft sent by the perpetrator is almost unknowable, teluh has a feature that can be seen and heard by anyone. Such characteristics for example sounding objects that fall on the house. His voice was very loud, but when he saw nothing. It can also be a flash of light that enters the victim's house.
The next black magic is the magic. This attack is a combination or development of witchcraft and teluh. The media used can be inanimate objects or animals. In fact, the perpetrator infiltrated this attack through the ground around the victim's home. This was why when one fell victim to this magic, people would dig the ground in front of or around his house. Generally, the perpetrators put the woven media under the tree.
Tenung, in fact, is more sinister than santet and teluh. The magic can also enter the body of the victim through food and drink. When the victim eats the food inserted by the magic, then he will feel pain in the throat, like something is stuck. When spewed out will come out terrible objects such as nails, shard, or insects with blood.
Lastly, usefulness. This magic is directly related to the things that are in our daily lives. For example, food, drinks, and clothing. Use requires real media used directly to attack the victim. If the victim eats or drinks or wears the offender's gift, his body immediately feels bad. There is a sense of anxiety that suddenly ambushed to make it difficult to sleep at night. Even if he can fall asleep, he will always be haunted by nightmares. Gradually, he felt his life as if he had no passion. He was lazy to do activities like usual. He also felt like someone was controlling him, but it was difficult to fight.
Here's life. Sometimes we can't guess what others think. There may be people who are offended or hurt by our speech and behavior without us knowing it. There is even a person who looks good in front of us, even though he holds a grudge, then retaliates in a sadistic way. A way beyond reason.
Is witchcraft, tranquility, and witchcraft able to attack everyone? Not know. Especially those who are devoutly religious, reciting prayers and practices (such as Ayat Kursi, Surah An-Naas, Surah Al-Falaq, and Surah Al-Ikhlas) before going to bed can be spared from witchcraft, because usually the black magic attack comes in when the victim sleeps at night. In addition, we must keep our minds. Don't let negativity grow and develop in your brain. It makes it easier for the devil to come in and take control of us. It is hard to believe, but it is in the midst of our society.
One and four of those magic, I feel like I'm struggling around me. Mas Bimo said that last night was because he had colds and fatigue. But I feel something else. Some dislike it and try to hurt it through magical intermediaries.
“Mas Bimo has it done?” I watched Mas Bimo open his eyes.
“Udah, Yes. You have morning class?” reply while developing a smile.
“Iya, Mas. But I've asked Dani to help make Mas Bimo this morning, he happened to be his college afternoon.”
“I'm okay, yeah. Uda healthy.” He tried to convince me, but I didn't believe that easily.
“Yes, but all day Mas Bimo rest just here! I also bought porridge for breakfast. If there's anything else that Mas Bimo needs, say yes!”
“Ya...” I understand what he wants to say.
“Mas Bimo here only. I'll get you some clothes and Mas Bimo's needs. Now it is better Mas Bimo breakfast first, keep taking medicine.”
I went back to Mas Bimo's room. To be honest, only 2 times this I went into his room for real. Both of them also make me feel that there is something unnatural residing in the corner of his room.
The morning weather is pretty clear. The sun was shining quite brightly, but Mas Bimo's room felt dark, cold, and damp. I opened the window of his room so that the light would come in and illuminate.
Suddenly, Mas Bimo's room door closed firmly as I turned towards the wardrobe. It's not a wind push. How to close it is different. If it is due to the wind, it will also feel the blow, while this is like something is pushing strongly.
I'll be out of Mas Bimo's room. Then, knock on Dani's room.
“And I'm leaving for college. Mas Bimo's clothes you brought ya to the top,” my word to Dani.
“OK. Short, Yes!” He half-screamed while opening the door.
I saw his face look ordinary. I mean did he not hear the sound of the door closing so tightly?! Also quite strange, other friends no one complains or just see the source of the loud dings.
I asked Dani. “Dan, did you hear the door closing fast?”
Dani shook his head, “Neither, Yes.”
My eyes glared at the atmosphere, everything seemed normal. “Oh! Here's his clothes, Dan. Mas Bimo had breakfast. I finished 10 o'clock class, and will be right back to kok.”
“Iya, Yes. Relax!” Dani was about to ask, but I rushed to the campus. I'm almost too late.
While in class, I kept thinking about Dani and the other hostesses who did not hear the sound of a bang on Mas Bimo's room door. It was impossible for such a loud voice to be heard by them. Am I the only one who can hear loud bangs that often occur in the hostel? Uh!
After class, Mas Bimo sent a message asking for help to get an alma mater suit borrowed by his friend. Mas Bimo also said that if I go directly to the FISIP faculty park (Faculty of Social and Political Sciences) only, his friend was waiting there.
Arriving at FISIP, I saw a student sitting alone in the park holding a blue tote bag. I think he's the one Mas Bimo meant. I approached him directly.
“Excuse me, Yeni Tea huh?” smooth sapaku.
He looked, but did not respond to a word. His face looked full of anger. There was something strange about the woman in front of me. But the traits that Mas Bimo meant were on him. The woman with shoulder-length hair, white, sat alone in the garden facing the South. There is no one else in a similar position.
“Arya!” I heard someone calling me from behind.
He seems to be walking closer. “Teh Yeni?” many ensure.
“Iya. You been here long?”
“New to, Tea.”
“This alma mater is Bimo,” he said kindly while handing over a blue tote bag containing the alma mater Mas Bimo. But the bag was identical to the one carried by the woman next to us whom I had previously thought was Teh Yeni. “How are the conditions now, Yes?”
“Medantian time, Tea.”
“He is a difficult person to say. Uda know the day after the trial, even reckless riding themselves from Malang to here.”
I could only nod my head.
“Then I go first. I'm waiting for my supervising lecturer in.” He was also pleased with his graceful steps.
“Iya, Tea.”
When I stepped home, the woman next to me stared sinisterly. I don't understand what it means to see me so unfriendly. Ah already! He might be disturbed when I get close. I returned his gaze with a smile.
I was surprised to see the door of Mas Bimo's room open. He was opening a closet. “Mas Bimo is here?”
“Arya!” Mas Bimo looked. “I'm again looking for *sweate*rku.”
“Oh! Dani is leaving, Mas?”
“Udah, just now.”
“It's from Yeni Tea, Mas.”
I handed over the deposit from the Yeni Tea, but I was shocked Mas Bimo threw the bag.
“Heat?” I was a bit panicked to see Mas Bimo's reaction.
“Iya, Yes. Don't know how suddenly I'm like holding a fire.”
I took the bag and made sure. Doesn't feel anything. Gestur Mas Bimo was indeed like holding something hot. Something's not right, but I don't think it's in that bag.
“Meu Mas sweater?” I'm trying to speed up the search process. Mas Bimo shouldn't be in his room too long.
“Numbered, Yes. Did I forget the nyimpen ya?!” he complained while scratching his head.
“Then I wear it, Mas. I got some sweaters and a jacket. Our size is also the same, kan”
“Ya has already. I'm a gini forgetful ya.”
“Come, Mas!”
“But I did this first yes,” he said as he grabbed one by one his clothes scattered on the floor.
“Nevent gone, Mas. Let me do something later.”
“But Yes..”
I held Mas Bimo's hand. His body feels cold. I immediately straightened his left hand to my shoulder. Then, put it in my room. Mas Bimo shivered in the cold as he walked out of his room.
Bizarrely. He was shivering, but his body felt cold. Even if he shivered because of the delan, then his body will actually feel warm or hot.
Mas Bimo has not been invited to seek treatment. He chose to rest. In addition to magical factors, the pain is also because there is a medical thing. This could be due to a magical attack first that makes the immunity decrease.
After Ashar, Dani and I took Mas Bimo to the campus polyclinic. We forced him, because he complained of a headache.
According to doctors at the polyclinic, Mas Bimo only colds and physical fatigue (fatigue) only. Exactly as he said too.
But – then – I told you if the night before Mas Bimo had vomited blood. The doctor was surprised, because based on the results of the examination there were no signs of inflammation in the throat or organs. The doctor insists he purely needs rest. Doctors also only give pain medication and vitamins.
Dani kept looking at me questioningly. I also gave a code if I did not want to tell in front of Mas Bimo. I don't want Mas Bimo's mind contaminated with my story. It could make him drop even more.
After taking the medicine, Mas Bimo instantly fell asleep. I told Dani, then,
“I feel something is wrong with Mas Bimo.”
Dani looked at me confused, “You mean, Yes?”
“She vomited blood. I'm sure it wasn't due to fatigue.”
“That means?”
“The pain is unnatural, Dan.”
He's still confused, “I still don't understand, Yes.”
“I also can't be sure. However, I feel like she's being hit by a witch?” I lowered my voice, worried that Mas Bimo heard even though he was asleep.
“That means santet, Yes?” Dani also understood to lower the volume of his voice.
“We have to look for something inherent from Mas Bimo that makes him like this.”
“Shortly. I still don't understand, Yes.”
“Mas Bimo is used, and it has its intermediary or media that is in direct contact with Mas Bimo. Therefore, we must try to find the object,” explained me slowly. I hope Dani is able to understand my explanation.
He closed his eyes for a moment as if trying to remember something. “Okay, I get it. It means that Mas Bimo is exposed to the use of objects received or used by him?”
“There are through food or drink and there are through objects that can be used by Mas Bimo. If for food or drink, now all we can do is be aware of it. It had already fused within Mas Bimo's body. While if from the clothes, we have to find and immediately burn the clothes,” uraiku.
“How can we find it?”
“I'll try checking in his room.”
“Certainly, what a use effect it will instantly disappear.”
I was silent for a moment. “We work first. If you want to disappear immediately, then we have to find the person who sent memento to Mas Bimo.” Me, Dani, and Mas Bimo have been like brothers even though they have only known each other for a few months.
“How?” tanyanya.
Suddenly Mas Bimo shouted. “Drink... drink. I'm asking for a drink, Yes!”
I'll get you a glass of water right away. But as soon as I was about to thrust it to Mas Bimo, I was knocked back. I also screamed. “Go!”
“What's up, Yes?” dan was surprised.
I can't tell if I saw anyone trying to get into Mas Bimo's body. There's no time to explain. We saw Mas Bimo's face turning deathly pale. Dani swiftly took the drinking water back, and directly gave it to Mas Bimo.
After running out 7 glasses of water, the condition of Mas Bimo began to stabilize. I cleaned the sweat so profusely pouring from his body.
“Mas, sorry. What if tomorrow I take Mas Bimo home to Malang?” I offer carefully. I feel the person who “jai” Mas Bimo is around the boarding house and monitors his condition almost every day.
“Sorry if I trouble you guys,” he replied. His voice is so weak.
“I don't mean so, Mas.” I try to correct my words. “Or..”.
Not finished my sentence, Dani continued as if one thought was with me.
“Is it not better if Mas Bimo also informs Mas' parents?”
Mas Bimo wiped away the water dripping from both corners of his eyes. “Free! They won't care either. They were so busy working that they never asked me about my condition.”
Behind his supple, cool, and jolly figure, there was a deep sadness.
Mas Bimo got up from his position, me and Dani quickly held him back.
“Mas... Udah, don't go anywhere!” doorstep
“I want to go to the bathroom first.”
“Oh, okay. I'll drop ya, Mas.”
I filled it with sad feelings. My tears flowed unstoppably remembering Mas Bimo's words and seeing his sudden condition collapse. I pledge – first – will look for the perpetrator who sent magic to him.
