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Banjo trudged slowly behind his mother. Black crows flew low, berkoak-koak memekak. Above, the sky did not promise a peaceful sense of security.
Through the rows of teak trees along the road, the Mother and her son could see the sloping valley of Krakatoa undulate. No they meet again the human figures who marched endlessly climbing like ants, no matter greeted by a circle of thick clouds and clumps of a cloudless sky. A rumor about the phantom child had cut their veins courage."Banjo!"His mother suddenly stopped.
Hearing his name being called, the boy was surprised. Not because of fear, but because the feeling is getting closer. The fact that will come on a hunch it may feel very sick, even it could be deadly."You're tired, Jo? His mother seems too forced you to walk so far.'m Sorry Mother, Jo."
After wiping saliva that melts in the corner of his mouth, the Mother Banjo's hand, and he said again, "Let's go to the big tree over there. We open our food supplies. You're hungry, right?"Banjo did not answer in words. He nodded, then followed dutifully behind his mother.
Not far from there a large tree looks lush leaves. There, Mother opened the bundles of cloth gloves, while her son selonjor, flexing the muscles of his legs, by leaning on the big tree trunk."Banjo, sit near the mother here."Banjo crawling toward his mother.
His mother pulled out two old teak leaves. He folded the sheet of teak leaves is such that the palm of his hand, to form a kind of bowl to eat. He filled the bowl with teak leaf rice, fried salted fish, and steamed vegetables. "You want menyuapimu mother?"Banjo nodded sign agree.
His mother grinned, showing a row of teeth are not perfectly white color. He was happy to see her son ate with gusto. He immediately forgot how kids here villagers pelted Banjo with rotten tomatoes and gravel. While the adults saw it happen without reacting nothing but laugh. What was funny to see a boy who just resigned ditawur boys her age, was stoned to cause bruises and bleeding all over his body? What are all the jokes never heartless?
Perhaps the villagers here believe so. They laughed without pity. Some of them cupping his hand in his mouth and shouted at the boy unfortunately with harsh words. They crowded around him and escorted out of the hamlet. His mother had memorized the treatment of residents of this village; without feelings of resentment he whispered to himself, "Maybe they're tired of working the fields all day, then they try to find entertainment."
His mother patiently and diligently encouraging was his only child. Nothing really made his heart overflowing joy, except when it can see Banjo's face seemed to smile while he slept. In his mind, Banjo smile during sleep that means everything. Ancestors once said, if in the middle of a child delirious sleep or screaming, it means there is a black shadow that sticks to the child. And Mother did not want the black shadow stick once only son.Banjo was asleep in his mother's lap. While Mother was unable to start feeling sleepiness rebuke.
Hamlet is bathed in yellow light of the sun disappeared in the distance, gradually darkened by the evening mist of the rainy season. But the rainy season was not a great obstacle to the villagers to earn a living. Because they believe Hyang Hyang Wind Water and they have made full and happy with the ceremony, victimizing, and offerings. Trust is also what makes Mother and Banjo were expelled from the village.
Everything is like turning back. Pooled in a puddle skyline reddish yellow. The crickets began to haul kerikannya composition. One-two owls poked his head from the nest hole, carry his body swelled to the highest perch tree - almost heading the chin months. And other night animals were simultaneously guerrilla to otherwise very dark holes.
His mother came home late at night from home Wak Nardi armed with bamboo torches in his hands. That night was like last night. Very dark, very cold, very tense. Whistling winds make tremble torch flame is always wagging. Both his eyes several times a brake-literate, pre lesatan vapor mist that ran the distance views.
But, a sudden flash of light fog dikejapkan - and quite surprising. So odd that the arrival of lightning. Now he saw no longer the cloud of fog that slowly crept ambush, but a kind of thick smoke-like head of a giant knobbly creepy.
Instant, lightning split the sky light whip. At the end of the rocky road to the west, from the middle pair of tamarind trees that stood thick on either side of the road came the shadowy figure who setindak for setindak body toward him, but the lingering real-sabetan lightning blows. However Mother tried to sharpen the eyes kuyunya who take shelter in the concavity opening his eyes, in vain that he recognized the face of the body. But clearly, from the movements of foreign bodies, which was heading towards him it is the woman.
His heart trembled, pounding abysmally. Frankly Mother was frightened. Dinantikannya to figure it throws at least one word first. It also knows the unlikely figure is the village knew, but somehow he is still willing to stand waiting for a figure with no face nailing it to call it.
Until .... Last nan luminous figure of a soft-faced man smiled at him, simultaneously appear bright circle of light radiating memusar ago - and so on - in the back. Beautiful, really beautiful. Two sides of sparkling eyes firmly, leaving highlight a sharp scratch every regard. Contain solid clot lips shiny and wet. Her skin perfectly smooth and white as cotton. It was a glowing face and soothing his chest rattled, until Mother's mouth dropped open. Several times he sighed, shook his head, while behind a smile back. He turned like a child who was found a candy that suddenly clutched in his hands.
Mother nose piercing aroma. Sweet odor rising from the flick of a long robe that beautiful creature. Yes, beautiful creatures, just as that which occurred in his heart. He believes the figure before him was not one of the human race like himself. Malaikatkah? Or the jinn? He had never met two people Hyang's creation along the remnants of his gray hair bleached cotton. So he could not say for sure, especially the puzzle, from which the creature before him. He could only say that beautiful creature, then it's beautiful creatures.
Lama. Added silent night, plus quiet, added quizzically. No longer visible flicker-flicker of lightning split the sky above milling. Suddenly slid from between lips that beautiful creature, but it contains no solids lips moving, sounding just like that, his words are very clear and reads, "Teed newborn baby until it comes full moon night of the twenty-seven ...."
Feeling Mother's men surrounded the angel of death, dazed not knowing what should be done. His heart pounding sound, his eyes kept blinking. Her fingers trembled when patted the wrinkled skin, sagging cheeks. Figure of speech sounds that are echoed by the words, in his ear exactly wangsit Hyang, memekakkannya to kemerotak joints in her body collided with kemerosak friction lost the leaves that the wind is very strong, very tense.
Mother Less than eliminate kekalutannya, suddenly darted mahacantik figure closer to him. Until he had closed his eyes tightly, and only two earlobes are wary. "I'll get back to it when the moon was perfect ....!" Just a few seconds after the resonant sound of the rice fields kakupak residents on either side walked his eardrums. Just a few seconds after strong winds suddenly quiet, cobbled street was dark again. Torches in the hands of Mother shaking slowly.
After the event, the next morning Mother experiencing pain from the crown to the nails of his toes. His head was more giddy than usual headache pain. She was shaking chills from exposure to cold is greater than usual. -Puncture punctured his stomach more than ordinary hunger. The bones are more brittle than the old and weak beggars are neglected.
The people decided that the village and surrounding dipencilkan Mother and her husband into the jungle on the border hamlet. They believe that a husband and wife "weird" it's been cursed. Beautiful creature who supposedly intercepted on the eve of Mother's odd is the genie who incarnated in the form of an angel disguised. Even the head of the village elders raised their hands embracing them.
Mother belly like a pregnant woman. He also felt the pain-pain commonly experienced by most pregnant women. His mother was pregnant. While the weeks rolled into months. And when stepping on the rotation of the ninth month, Mother gave birth to a baby boy. Without the help of shamans, healers, or smart people everywhere. Baby boy was given the name of the Banjo.
Banjo grow healthy, that's for sure. His mother and her husband happy. Even the village people think that the interest affected, though with a different face. Seeing the same Banjo stood watching one attraction "strange creature" in a circus carnival. They let Banjo acting. The boy was unconscious, excited villagers are much more painful than a bee stung thousands of workers. Every time the village people laugh, every time it is also increasingly choked my throat Mother.
Banjo up to age two years, until the promised day arrived, Mother had a strange dream. In the dream, he saw a fine creature Banjo-paced meruapkan flame red and very hot weather. No one had remembered it, except for the hum of a booming sound from the direction of this strange creature. "I asked my son from the womb ....!" His mother tersimpuh longitude stiff limp beside her husband, who inflamed like people dying.
After the death of her husband, still he remembered he was unable to help the struggling Banjo that time. Her eyes were red. His hands gripped the bars of wood, making wood cages were shaken hard enough. That's when a snot-nosed kid running stormed into his yard when he heard the drums hammered on the streets of the hamlet. A rare occurrence. The little boy ran carrying the drum body without clothes. His eyes lit up watching the procession of the men while hammering bekhudah2 hamlet of bertabuh noisy. Eyeball the little boy followed the procession. A group of men without clothes and his face is smeared charcoal-black corengi parading a young man in solitary wooden stretcher. They headed to the top of the hill where the enthroned a stout tree, mighty, and tall. In the courtyard under the trees was laid on the table Banjo mossy stone.
Banjo must undergo a procession of offerings to Hyang. Boy's body was stripped naked. Both hands and feet were tied on each side of the stone table. After that, a water sprinkling ritual elders are believed to have magic power eliminates the evil forces that inhabit the body of a person, while chanting mantras.
Mother's memory becomes dark. But not as dark tonight. Tread rough hands rubbed the head could not be separated Mother Banjo. Nearly fourteen nights passed, since the night he "stole" the body of flotsam Banjo, they move where protection. Both of them actually do not want to hide from the pursuit of the village people. His mother was eager to convince them that Banjo is really a child born from the mouth of her womb, instead of victimizing the child in her womb Hyang lent. But they never could accept that belief. Hence he and Banjo must take refuge from piciknya their trust in something that outlined rebellious humans in the presence or absence Hyang.
Nearly a third of the night. Creatures that dinapasi mysterious night, the earth writhing in black jungle. No matter how sublime a task has been to compress the esophagus hamlet people, most of the men, two nights targeting the most cursed man: Banjo and his mother. Despite making their arable fields abandoned, it does not matter! Are important to them, their village clean of ungodly men, who deny the will Hyang.
Time moves slowly like a dandy in the eyes of hundreds geliatan male hamlets scattered in every corner of the village boundary, also in dark secluded places. And, two fugitives they have become so damned in their eyes, because it makes their bodies embrace the cold night after night without the warmth of breath labored their women. Make them almost eyeball shot from liangnya. Makes their blood boil, mengerjat-ngerjat occasionally, such as burned their crown. Again, one of them growled.
"Son of a bitch! I've had enough! Hyang that's up to curse this village still let two men cursed him alive, and possibly much longer than the life we ​​all. I do not care. Damn it! Not He also revive, they turn off?"
Just, not yet finished one blink of an eye, after a village man who growled that memberondongkan umpatannya sentence, libasan lightning ripped the sky suddenly darkened the starless. Wasting hundreds of men hamlet of their outposts, a tinge of helter-skelter, like a herd of ants that had just ransacked the nest by anteater snout. Whip-whip-going back many lightning tore their consciousness. All happened as in a mighty wrath.
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After making sure melelapkan Banjo on a pile of leaves in width and reranting dry side, Mother got up. Stepping bent toward the mouth of a small cave which was accidentally discovery libasan exactly when the first lightning, the lightning libasan. His mother just looked into the distance. Lightning gripping. Enforce the chilling winds whistling.
Until ... until Mother seemed to see the flash of white light. Tall and big. Closer ... closer ... then surpassed himself upright on the edge of the mouth of the cave. Banjo body wrapped around a deep crouch.There was no resistance. Mother's gaze has become so empty.