One day there was sad news, Ze's neighbor, a nine-year-old boy named Sorbet, suddenly died. In fact, so far the child does not have the disease. The children are two sibling, the younger sister is four years old. The child's mother, whose name was Rukmi, cried incessantly. Her husband is nowhere. Family and neighbors prepare the funeral. Ze joined the mourning, she joined the ringing of roses as decorations for the coffin. The boy's body had been washed, shrouded, put in a coffin, and the funeral prayer was performed.
"After praying, we bury him," said Haji Bod. After the funeral prayer is done, they will bury the late Sorbet.
"Wait a minute. Someone's coming!" someone shouted.
The grandfather of the deceased child, from his father's side, seemed in a hurry to come. "Sorry I'm late. But, I want to see my grandson one last time," said the old man, his face showing deep sorrow.
"But the coffin is nailed," someone said.
"Let me take a quick look at it," the old man pleaded with a whimper. Haji Bod ordered the coffin to be opened, because he didn't have the heart to refuse the old man's request. However, before that, he asked the mourners to get out of the way first. It was because father's Ze felt that there was a strange air to this atmosphere of death. He sensed that something was off, but he himself didn't know what was going on. There were four people in the place. With the help of a crowbar, the nails are removed. After the coffin was opened the old man was amazed.
"This is not my grandson! What's this?" he hissed. They did not see the body of a child, but a piece of banana bang in the coffin.
"Masha Allah, the banana tree in the coffin?" another exclaimed.
Haji Bod immediately said, "We have to keep it a secret. Don't let it leak. Remember, only the four of us know this. I don't want his family to be saddened and cause a stir." The dead grandfather and the other two nodded in agreement. "How is this Mr. Haji, do we still bury it? But it's a big banana."
"Didn't we wash a human corpse earlier? Come on, let's keep this a secret so as not to create an uproar," whispered Haji Bod. "Where's Sirod?" asked Haji Bod. Sirod is the name of the father of the dead. There was an answer that for months, the man had left his family, and there was no news. They escorted the dead to their final resting place, in the village tomb which was located quite far from the village. The tomb and the village are separated by a vast expanse of rice fields. The tomb was fenced with walls and there was a fairly large road leading to it. Ze did not go into the tomb.
A month after his son's death, Bang Sirod returned home. He was shocked and cried when he was told that his child had died. Surprisingly, after the death of his son, his fortune was very smooth. Everything he does makes a lot of money, even in unique ways. For example, there are people who have stock of rice bran that has expired, is no longer suitable for use as animal feed so it cannot be sold, Bang Sirod bought the bran. When it was in the hands of Bang Sirod, the bran was attacked by buyers like hotcakes. There are more. One day a dying chicken will die. By someone, the dying chicken was bought for millions. No wonder in a short time his house was built magnificently, several cars were already in the garage.
The assistant said, in one of the rooms of his employer's house there is a special room where offerings are always given and other people are not allowed to enter. Another oddity, the male employer really loves his black cat. His affection for the black cat exceeds his affection for his wife and daughter. "No one can touch the black cat, no. When the child rebuked the cat, he was furiously scolded," said the maid.
Lately, there has been whispering in their neighborhood, some say they heard Sobret's cry in the middle of the night. Of course the issue raises concern. The children became very frightened. It also reached Ze's ears. "Well, they say dead children cry at midnight," Ze said to his father.
"And you just believe that? Can the dead cry. If he could cry, he would still be alive," said his mother. His father made no comment, just smiled. Her mother's answer was considered representative. Apparently, the issue of the crying ghost had reached her school. When Ze gets to school, at the front of the class, Mok-mok asks if the news is true. Not only Mok-mok, Wewek also asked the same thing, and also others.
"Is it true that the child who died became a demon, Ze?"
"Being a demon? Is he a bad boy? I know he's a good kid. He likes to help his mother by going around selling fried bananas."
"I mean, the kid became a ghost!" said Sita.
Ze laughed. "I also do not know."
"Listen, at night the ghost of the child cries a lot!"
"In the neighborhood where I live, there are many children his age. Who knows those children who cry."
"You bastard, let's be thought of as an intellectual so you don't believe in ghosts!" grumbled another friend. Ze laughed. If you all knew what Ze had been doing all this time, wow, surely all of the schoolchildren would faint. Is it true that the outstanding issue? Ze became curious. That night, Ze deliberately did not sleep. In the afternoon he drank two cups of coffee, this was out of character. In the house only her father used to drink coffee. So far Ze has never "coffee", if she drinks coffee then she knows very well the consequences. That night she couldn't sleep, she would just stumble in bed, his eyes wouldn't close. If she drinks coffee, usually, at four in the morning her eyes can really close.
"Are you drinking coffee?" asked Haji Bod.
"I want a test tomorrow, Dad, so I can enjoy studying," said Ze. Being unable to sleep, while the others were already asleep, Ze became confused. Unfortunately again, at home there is no stock of snacks. In fact, because she was very hungry, that night she had to take apart the refrigerator, in case there were raw eggs so she could fry the eggs. There are no raw eggs either. It's 00, 05. It's past midnight. Because she didn't get any snacks, Ze only brought water to her room. Ze busied herself with reading books, any book, which was important to take in her hands. That's just reading it unconcerned. Her feet were pressed against the study table. Ze forgot her main mission waiting for the sound of ghost cries. So that, when suddenly the sound of crying was heard, Ze didn't notice it. Until her ears realized the presence of a shrill cry outside.
"Is this cry that has been heard by residents?" Ze whispered. Ghost Hunter was still sitting on the chair. It seems that Ze doesn't want to be alone. She slowly stepped out of the room and towards his parents' bedroom door, he heard his father snoring like a giant sound. Ze knocked lightly on the door of the room, "Well…Dad…!"
"What's wrong?" came a surprised voice from within. There were footsteps dragged towards the bedroom door. When his father was in front of her, Ze asked him to listen to the sound of the crying. "Father also heard it. But, never mind, it was the neighbor's child's voice. There you sleep again."
"No. I want to go out. I want to know who is crying. Maybe it's the cry of a child whose mother boiled a stone," said Ze, remembering the story of a mother who boiled stones to calm her hungry child during the time of Umar Bin Khattab.
"You are nothing," said Haji Bod, yawning. You are Zee! No pity that her father is still sleepy. Ze opened the door and looked around for a while before leaving the house. Like it or not, her father also came out. The time has come to let her daughter wander around at night outside the house. The sound of crying was limp, sometimes loud and sometimes soft.
"It's coming from over there!" said Haji Bod.
"Looks like it's from over there," Ze said. They hesitated to move. The direction of the voice was confusing. "It seems the sound is in the direction the wind is blowing."
"It's like we're looking for crickets. This is how to look for crickets, we listen to the sound and look for the source of the sound. If we have found it, then we will dismantle the lump of land where it was hiding," said Haji Bod.
"Does Daddy still hear it?" asked Ze, who had not heard the sound of crying for a while. "Just now the crying stopped, but it sounded again. From the east. Whose child is crying at nights like this."
Suddenly someone appeared. "What are you doing here? Are you looking for that crying voice?"
"Right. We want to know whose child is crying," Ze replied.
"Don't look for it. Just go home. It's not the voice of a human child," said the person. "If you don't believe it, just keep looking, later the voice will be heard from the tomb. It's been a few nights I confirmed the sound with several people. As a result, it was a ghost voice. The ghost of the child who died the other day. Someone said which was buried first was only a banana tree. Is that right, Mr. Haji?"
"No. If it's a big banana, then where is the child? Still not alive anymore?" said Haji Bod. He had to keep what he had seen a secret. But he wondered who among the four of them had leaked it so that the oddity was heard by others. Ze listened to the conversation. If what the neighbor said was true, that would be very strange. Why did it happen like that.
"Let's go find the source of the sound. We really want to know if the voice came from the grave." Right. After arriving outside the village, the sound of crying was still heard. If it was the cry of a human child, then the voice wouldn't be going anywhere. Most only heard around his house. This, until outside the village can still be heard clearly.
"Poor boy," Haji Bod hissed, unconscious.
Ze became stunned by the words that came out of her father, "Poor child? Whose child is that, Dad?"
Somewhat stammering Haji Bod replied, "Yes the child, who is crying." They finally went home and concluded that the sound of the crying was coming from the burial area. When she got home, Ze couldn't sleep. Caffeine work from coffee is still powerful. Her eyes weren't sleepy in the slightest. After the Fajr prayer, she can sleep even though it is not soundly. When at school, her friends are still struggling with the sound of ghost cries. Of course, Ze became a resource person who deserved to be interviewed because the issue of ghost crying came from her village. But Ze chose to keep his mouth shut, replying that he didn't know. "If you ask another ghost I will answer."
"Another ghost?"
"Yes. I mean, if you ask about owls!"
"Ze's bastard!" exclaimed her friends. Ze laughed. Her friends didn't know that Ze himself was looking for the truth about the child's body that turned into a banana bang. When that was asked of her father, as usual, he never got an adequate answer.
"Hm, is it true that there are corpses that turn into banana stalks?" Ze thought. She knew who to ask about that. Who else if not Grandpa TTS. Ze took out the Blorok, her handphone, pressed the buttons. But no answer from Grandpa TTS. She tried many times but no response. Just an hour later there was a call back.
"What's wrong, Zee?" asked Grandpa TTS.
"Is it true that there are corpses that have turned into banana bangs?"
"Why do you ask like that?"
"In our village there is an issue like that. Also every night there is a mysterious cry that comes from the tomb."
Grandpa TTS said, "That happens if that person becomes a victim of looking rich by devils. His spirit and body were sold by people who had allied themselves with Satan. So, when buried, the only thing in the coffin was a banana tree. Satan has replaced it with magic, while the body and spirit of the child was taken to the land of demons. In this world many people are lost, justify any means to get what they want, including seeking wealth. And, that greedy lust was welcomed by Satan, that was one way to mislead the Children of Adam."
"Oh, I see. Thank you." Ze hung up the phone. If it is true that the child was used as a sacrifice for looking rich by devils then she is very sad. Ze, who is actually not his family, feels very sad. Why would anyone have the heart to do such a thing. So who has sacrificed the child? His parents or someone else? To find the answer to that question, Ze has made up her mind to enter the occult realm. She locked the door. She wished she could enter the supernatural by sleeping that she had done. However, it seems that this method is difficult to implement. Sleep, yes, but not into the supernatural.
Ze comes out of the room. Warm up the Blop engine. However, it seems that she can't be circling in her yard because the loading and unloading of chickens is busy. "Where are you going, Zee?" her mother asked.
"Come out for a moment, there is a need."
"Do not be long. You haven't delivered the chicken to the customer."
"Only a while." Roong…, the 50 cc motorbike left the house. Ze pointed to a clearing land. Fortunately, there was no one in the field. Ze entered, then circled around with her motorbike in a fairly large circle. Her activities aroused the UWe who had been after her.
"Look, that girl has relapsed! When she was in a transitional realm, between the human and supernatural realms, that was the best time to attack her. She's in a very fragile state!" said the three-tongued UWe. The tongue was coiled around his body so that when he spoke his voice was not very clear, nasal.
"Our nation has ambushed her a dozen times in such conditions, but it keeps failing," said UWe, who constantly had colds, not stopping to wipe his runny nose. That's disgusting.
"Isn't it our job to just spy on her? We must report this condition to Lucifer. He himself will act!"
"You stupid. That's what you call a creature who doesn't know how to please the leader!"
"If we manage to outwit this child and present it to the Supreme Emperor it will make him happy. We will get a prize. We can advance to the rank of high-class devils without a test." The long-tongued UWe was furious with his friend who he thought was very stupid. But the two UWes are neither smart. The proof, they even argue so it's a waste of time. They were too late when Ze was out of her vulnerable period, Ze had entered the supernatural realm.
"You idiot, because of your stupidity we lost the most precious moment to catch her!" Two UWe soon followed into the occult realm.
In the supernatural, Hidr was waiting her. "I saw you looking for the source of a child's cry."
"Right. I feel sorry if that actually happened," Ze said.
"Then I will show you something," said Hidr. What did Hidr show Ze? He was shown at a funeral procession. Isn't that Sobret's funeral? "Look at the black cat and the pale-faced man. The pale man was the father of the dead. None of the mourners saw the presence of the black cat and the pale man because they had been shrouded in stealth clothes."
Ze watched Bang Sirod carry a banana tree. Once the body has been prayed for, the man takes the body of his son and replaces it with pieces of a banana tree. Also seen are Father Ze and three other people who are shocked to find banana stalks in the coffin. "Look, when the procession of corpses is brought to the tomb. The black kitten was at the very front, like a commander presiding over a funeral. Nobody knows about this," Hidr said.
"Who is the owner of the black cat? And what really happened to Bang Sirod?" Ze asked.
Hidr didn't answer, just said, "See for yourself."
Ze saw an apparition that looked like a movie. Because he was dismissed from his place of work, Bang Sirod has been unemployed for several years. Actually not really unemployed because he can work odd jobs. Even his efforts to become a broker for buying and selling used motorcycles have shown good results. However, the gambling activity had made him forget his obligations as the head of the family. The money he makes is at stake. In fact, his debts to fellow gamblers have piled up. "This is what really happened," Hidr said.
One day Bang Sirod decided to go to a sacred place. An ancient tomb in the middle of the forest. It is said that several centuries ago, in the middle of the forest there was a very evil shaman. The shaman died and was buried there, and was marked with a large tree. Bang Sirod found that the tree was very strange, the tree had magical powers that led him to lie under the Dewandaru tree. Tired, Sirod felt sleepy and slept under the devil tree. At that time he had a dream to meet a very beautiful woman who offered to help, she would help whatever was in Sirod's trouble. But there is a condition, he must keep a black cat. The second condition, he must offer his son to the old tomb as a slave. When he woke up, Bang Sirod said that he would fulfill these conditions. At that second there was a jet black kitten who jumped into his lap. The kitten kept looking into his eyes. Sirod was asked to take care of the kitten like he would take care of his own child. Once he wasted the cat then his life would be taken.
Meanwhile, at his house, Sobret suddenly died. Bang Sirod did not think that his decision to contract with the black cat owner had killed his son. The man was not allowed to go home with his original body. He could only attend his son's funeral wearing a stealth suit so no one could see his presence. Humans can't see it, but the animals can see it clearly, so, if you look closely, the animal's hair is standing up. It was in response to the presence of the black cat demon and the dead man's father. The cats smirked, some even saw some cats acting strangely, chasing and fighting with something invisible. Yes, the cat is chasing the black cat demon. Only, after that, the cats turned around in fear. The grunt dog did not dare to bark, because it saw a black cat as big as an elephant.
"But where is Sobret's spirit?" Ze asked the prince of the Holy Land.
"Come with me," said Hidr, then made a white cloud as their vehicle. Somewhere, in the spirit world, Ze finds Sobret sad. The child cried in a very sad voice, a cry that was familiar to Ze. According to Hidr, the child was held hostage by the spirit of a deviant shaman who had led his father astray. It was Ze's character, she wanted to free the boy's spirit from being held hostage. If she doesn't, the child will be a slave until his father dies and replace him as a slave.
"The child is innocent, why should he bear the sins of his father?"
"The drunkenness of the world has made his father insane."
"How to free him?"
"There are two ways. Catch a black cat demon and send it in a glass bottle to the place of punishment for sinners. Or, hastening the death of his father in order to immediately replace the position of his son. It may be difficult for us, there is no way for us to kill people."
"How to beat the demon cat?"
"The black cat is not an usual demon. In the past, five thousand years ago, that cat was the favorite cat of one of the UWe who became Lucifer's trust. Until one day the cat ran away when his master was more interested in keeping a bulldog type of dog. The cat was offended. It was then that it met the spirit of the perverted shaman. It's not easy to beat the cat," said Hidr.
"Hard to beat doesn't mean unbeatable. The only way is to trap him. Are demon cats also attracted to mice like normal cats?" Ze asked. Hidr agreed. Moreover, the stealth cat really likes to play with mice. "Then I have to look for mice in the real world first," said Ze.
The Death Well Girl asked permission to return to the real world first to take the mice. Hidr was watching her closely in case Ze was not ambushed by UWe who continued to stalk her. "It will be more interesting than mice, because it's cleaner," said Ze, carrying a hamster. Hidr and Ze then went to look for the spirits of the perverted shamans and black cat demons. "Isn't that black cat with Sirod?"
"It's just a duplicate," replied Hidr. "Many people were looking for richness by devils in the middle of the forest and all of them brought black kittens. The kittens were actually just a strand of fur from the black cat demon. Magic, all done with magic. Sirod's wealth is also just magic, not real." They arrived at the place of the spirits of the perverted shaman and the black cat demon. Hidr set the strategy. With his magic, Hidr makes camouflage to trap the black cat demon. The hamster is placed in the middle of the trap. As soon as they found out there was a mouse, the black cat demon got up and looked for it. Once found, the black cat as big as an elephant was happy. Fun playing with hamsters, running here and there chasing hamsters. Until one moment the stealth cat fell into a trap that made by Hidr. It was an occult glass bottle. Hidr acted immediately. He took the hamster while the rampaging demon cat couldn't do anything about it in the glass bottle. Hidr immediately locked the glass bottle cap and the bottle was thrown up, millions of years did not mean that the demon cat could get out of the occult prison.
"God damn it!" cried the spirit of the perverted shaman while carrying away Sobret's spirit. The spirit of the child will not be released. Hidr and Ze chase after him. But the spirit of the perverted shaman would not let him go. There was a great chase. The spirit of the perverted shaman is good at dodging like an eel. Until one canche the boy's spirit was accidentally released. The spirit of Sirod, the child's father, was with the shaman. Ze immediately approached the boy.
"Father….!" shouted the spirit of the boy when he saw the spirit of his father. But his father did not respond at all. Called many times but no answer. His father's spirit went away with the spirit of the perverted shaman. Ze comforted the boy. Not long after, a pair of male and female figures in white clothes appeared. "Grandpa…! Grandmother…!" exclaimed the spirit of the child happily.
"We are his maternal grandparents. We too have died. We will bring our grandchildren," said the grandfather. Hidr nodded, so did Ze. "Thank you for your help to our grandson. Let his father be responsible for his actions." The three figures then left them and walked towards the coming of a bright light.
"Your job is done, now go back to the real world." Hidr let Ze ride on a white cloud that carried her to the top. Not long after, Ze was on her motorbike. What about the two UWe stalking her? Angry, because when they caught up to the supernatural, they didn't find Ze. They got lost so they blamed each other. There was the sound of a fire engine siren. Ze spurred her motorbike into the billowing smoke. What really happened? In the real world, just as the black cat demon was being put in the occult prison, the black kitten hit the wires and caused a fire due to a short circuit. Sirod, who was still sleeping, was burned to death with his wealth. His daughter, wife, and maid escaped from death.
Kiko, the neighbor's son, is screaming because one of his hamsters is missing. "Look, what is this!" Ze exclaimed, holding a hamster in his hand. Oh, Zee. No wonder she didn't take the rat into the occult. Ze took one, borrowed it, then brought it back to the underworld. Well, Ze is afraid of mice! (*)