The next day, the shaman already became famous among the elder because he made a public performance, showing people how he can make old wound disappear in a second. Raine still feeling suspicious of the man because she has a hunch that something is wrong.

After the shaman became famous overnight, the village became dependent on him for everything, even for such a trivial matter like fixing a broken pencil. The shaman has received a lot of offerings from the villagers.

One day, a government agent came to the shaman. They ask him for a help and the shaman agreed. The next day, the shaman went with them to the main city. The villagers gift him lots of money, expensive items and food as a farewell and the shaman promised to came back.

It has been months after the shaman promised to return to the village but he has never return since then. A few days later, the government came back to the village, it turns out that the very shaman is actually a dangerous mafia from Italy and the magic he has shown us before is actually a type of drug he has been developing that made us hallucinate.

In the end, we all were tested for the drugs and the result were all positive except for me who has never believed the shaman. The village has turned silent, everyone is still in shocked and denial after hearing the news. The government gave them an antidote for the drug so they'll be able to stop hallucinating. I'm glad I decided to trust my hunch.

Some villagers believe that the power of the miracles of the shaman could bring great success to them. The miracles of the shaman have gained unprecedented knowledge and have become known to them all. Suddenly, the news broke out that he was a fraud from Thailand.

When I tried to confirm with him-he had run away two nights ago. Great sorrow had consumed us.

     At first, everyone welcomed him. The old man prayed in the mosque and gave advice about life. Many people listened to him and trusted his words. He told stories about helping the poor and about his journey from far away.

One day, many villagers of Kampung Dodol lost their valuable items. All the villagers gathered and held a meeting to discuss the problems. The villagers begin to accuse Orang Minyak of stealing the missing items. Their go to the house's to catch him. Unfortunately, he wasn't at home.

Ultimately, Orang Minyak apprehend the suspected culprit. The villagers was shock about that's. He retold the incidents to the villagers - On the night of the full moon, the Orang Minyak returning from buying groceries at the sundry shop. He saw someone from the dense undergrowth near the forest going to the village headman's house to robbed. Unluckily, the Orang Minyak quickly blocked and caught him. The villagers were thankful and apologize for the mistake they had made. The offender was take to the police station for investigation. Currently, the villagers found their stolen goods and hope it can't happen again.

The man looked at Airel as if he had seen the light. A smile carved upon his face ,which made Airel felt the creep as a shiver ran down his spine. The man quickly grabbed Airel's arm and then confirmed his question with a really unexpected answer. "I am not lost ,my dear boy. This village is what I've been looking for." the man replied ,looking directly into his eyes. Airel nodded in response. He ask for the man's name. "You can just call me Tokan. A shaman from Indonesia." The man said. Airel raised one of his eyebrows before the memory of yesterday strike into his mind. The head of the villager ,Sir Rahman ,told to him that his daughter , Darwishah ,is struggling with a very mysterious illness that had caused her to do strange dances every midnight and experienced severe kinds of disgorge ,including blood and sharp nails. That's why Sir Rahman had called a shaman from Indonesia to come over. However ,as Airel examined Tokan from up to down and mostly by his looks ,successfully causes him to believe, though doubt clung to the thought like a shadow. At last ,Airel welcomed a huge smile to Tokan ,asking if he is looking for Sir Tokan. Though he witnessed a bit of hesitation from Tokan ,Airel just let it all slide. Though ,he witnessed a bit of hesitation from Tokan ,Airel just let it all slide.

After bringing Tokan to meet Sir Rahman ,they looks unbelievably closed like meeting an old friends. Sir Rahman thanked Airel for guiding Tokan to his house ,which is a blessing for both. Tokan said that someone out there tried to manipulate energies to harm Darwishah out of jealousy. After that ,Airel just watch how Tokan prepared his things like candles ,incense and bells around Darwishah before starting the rituals by reciting words that Airel never understand at all. The atmosphere changed instantly as Tokan ordered Airel to lay besides Darwishah's unconscious body. It made his forehead frowned ,shows how clueless he is. "What does all of this rituals had to do with me now?" he asked. Sir Rahman just told Airel to do what was said and he barely think twice after that ,eventhough he could feel how stiffed his body was by the seconds.

The rituals continued. Airel turned his gaze towards Darwishah's side ,staring at her glassy skin and pale lips. Suddenly ,his eyes bigger as soon as he sees her cheeks slowly burned at the side ,appeared a whole dark stars on it. Right after it ,Darwishah's eyes wide opened ,black and dead. ​ At that exact same moment, Tokan’s voice faltered, then deepened, shifting into something Airel had never heard before as if there's two voice tried to mixed. Darwishah sat upright with jerky, puppet-like movements, her head snapping toward Airel before grabbing his arms and then smiling creepily as the blood flows. A huge 'crack' was heard when she snapped her head to the side. Airel's blood ran cold. Sir Rahman asking what is going on. ​Tokan smirked and the realization struck Airel like lightning. Tokan and Darwishah were bound together. The shaman wasn’t banishing the spirit at all. He was feeding it ,feeding the dark energy.

Darwishah's lips parted. "We are.. free!" she said. Airel's heart beating ,faster than how he run. Airel stared sharply towards Tokan. Tokan was the curse. His presence was the rope that bound the spirit to her, and now, with Airel drawn into the ritual, the spirit had grown strong enough to gained the negative energies. "I am doomed already from the start." That's the last sentence Airel ever spit out from his mouth.

The man introduced himself as Sufwan, claiming to be a traveler. However, he also said that he was a bomoh with special powers. He showed the villagers a map and warned them that a disaster would strike if they did not follow his instructions. Some of the villagers became worried, and a few started to believe his words.

The next day, Sufwan led several villagers into the forest. He burned incense and chanted spells as if he was performing a ritual. After digging in the ground, they found an old chest. But inside there were only old papers and ordinary stones. Still, Sufwan tricked them by saying these were “sacred items” that could only be understood if they paid him.

Pak Hisham feel suspicious. He check the chest more carefully and noticed that the papers and stones were not ancient at all but had been planted there by Sufwan. The villagers soon realized they had been deceived. Sufwan tried to escape, but some young men from the village caught him.

In the end, Sufwan was chased out of Kampung Dodol. The villagers learned that they should not easily trust strangers with extraordinary claims. They promised to stay united and protect their village from scams. From that day on, Kampung Dodol returned to peace, free from the lies of a false bomoh.

Character: I, mysterious old man, the villagers, unknown girl, and Anis

It started as a normal day in Kampung Dodol when a mysterious old man walked into the village. He said that he’s a man who knows everything and a 'niece' to Nujum Pak Belalang, a famous Malay fiction character. He wears Malay traditional attire, the same as his. His hair was kinda messy, but still looked a little younger than his age. The mysterious man's age was around seventy.

Some of the villagers believed him, but others did not. Then one of the villagers, named Anis, came to his house and said, "My mom’s family heirloom has been stolen, and I don’t know where it is. Can you help me?" The mysterious man asked, "What item can you offer me?" Anis gave him a chicken and a variety of fruits. All the villagers gathered around the mysterious man’s house to witness his ‘performance,’ ready to place their trust in him.

Then the mysterious man used what was known as his ‘magical bowl’ and began mumbling something the other villagers couldn’t understand. After a few minutes, he told her that it would return in three days. And indeed, after three days, it came back, in a box containing the family heirloom, exactly as Anis had described - placed neatly in front of her door. Upon seeing this, all the villagers were shocked and began to trust the mysterious man. One by one, they lined up in front of his house, each holding items to offer him.

One day, I walked to the mysterious man’s house to test him - to see if he was lying or not. I asked, "Can you help me find my little sister?" He then asked me for something to offer, and I gave him a bunch of bananas freshly picked from my garden. A few minutes later, after using his magical bowl, the mysterious man said, "Your little sister will return tomorrow morning." I nodded, left his house, and walked back home. I hoped he was lying - that was the only thought in my mind before I dozed off to sleep.

The next morning, while I was cooking breakfast, I heard a knock on my door. Who could it be? I walked over and opened it to see…my little sister! I froze...horrified, as she stood there looking perfectly healthy like before. "Hey, big sis! I missed you!" she said, running toward me to hug me. But I pushed her away and slammed the door shut. Who was that standing outside my house? Who was pretending to be my little sister? My real sister had already died of stage-four cancer…at just fourteen years old!

The unknown girl kept pounding on the door, repeating again and again, "Open the door, please, big sis! I want to play with you!" Her voice terrified me. Then, after a few minutes, it suddenly fell silent, so silent that I froze in fear. What kind of black magic had this mysterious man used, other than bringing people back to life?! I slipped out through the back door and ran toward the mysterious man's house, but to my shock…it was gone. Vanished. All around me were nothing but trees...just trees.

That’s when I realized…we shouldn’t believe everything people say or do just to make us trust them. I walked back to the village and saw the villagers crying in despair, for all the items the mysterious man had ‘returned’ were nothing more than carved wood and leaves. I turned, only to see the unknown girl standing beside the banana tree, smiling softly yet creepily, before vanishing into ashes.

It started as a normal day in Kampung Dodol when a young man was entering the entrance gate with suspiciously colorful outfit from top to bottom. Along with an enormous spoon as a weapon. Raninos, the cheerful party helder of the village full of curiosity approached the man.

"Are you new here? I've never seen you around before", said Raninos with a friendly tone. The man in colorful stared at her emotionless, before putting on a deceptive smile. "Yes, sunshine". The man replied gently.

Three days has passed, the man, known as a shaman, has created a quite major influence and impact among the villagers. His significant performances throughout the days had given a lot of positive views, especially among the elders. 'Accurate' fortune telling, counselor and healing sickness in a blink of an eye. Many people have been giving him a nickname, The Greatest Shaman and Our Savior.

Hence, Raninos, the cheerful 17 years old girl seems to be in disbelieve and denial. She believes that something is not right. Moreover, the villagers have becoming too dependent on him day by day. They rewarded him with uncountable golds, money, jeweleries and foods. "Things has gotten out of hands", whisper Raninos to herself.

A month later, the shaman made a public announcement that he will go to a journey to meditate and find a new discovery. "I promise I'll make a comeback after this meaningful journey to Ohio, as long as you all can cooperate with me", the man shouted. Then, the villagers showered him with lots of golds and jeweleries, hoping for the promise to be fulfilled.

Half a year has passed since the man left, no news heard, only confusions fill the villagers' thoughts. They also noticed a bunch of their properties has gone missing. After the chief village made a report to the police, they discovered a cctv footage of the shaman's doing of stealing from the villagers, on and on. The villagers fell in disbelief and grieve. Feeling disappointed and depressed.

The man in colorful, known as The Greatest Shaman and Our Saviour by the people of Kampung Dodol, has been announced as the most wanted criminal in many countries, an obsessive GTA player with mental illness. He has been using tricks to confuse people - manipulative fortune telling and an excessive use of drugs to heal sickness.

Up until now, the man in colorful still remains missing. No one knows where he is, where he goes or what he does. In the end, the villagers were left disappointed. Raninos regret for staying blind and silent, even though she knows what the impact is to the villagers. "Never trust anyone blindly, we never know their true intentions. Blind belief is too dangerous", Raninos murmured as the wind brushing her cheeks softly.

Questions spread quickly among the villagers, wondering who the old man was and why he had come to their village. Though timid, curiosity grew stronger, so

one of them asked him who he was. He introduced himself as a shaman who claimed to walk between the world of the living and the spirits.

Every night, some villagers swarmed around his house. Some believed he was protecting them, while others felt a quiet dread. Yet, little by little, they began offering him food, money, hoping for blessings. Soon, he was treated like a wise man with supernatural powers.

But one day, everything changed when a few people went missing without any trace at all. Not long after, the truth finally revealed after they made horrifying discovery at the shaman's backyard. They found a decapitated head, bones, any other body part buried. It turns out the shaman has been kidnapped people - mostly young adults , used them as sacrifices to fuel his rituals. It caused anger among the village.

Before they could get him, he was gone — leaving behind only his cracked talismans scattered on the ground. To this day, The Kampung Dodol, once calm and serene, was now a village haunted by fear and trauma of what the shaman had left behind.

At the beginning, the villagers admired him and gave him a warm welcome. The old man prayed in the mosque and gave advice about life. Many people listened to him and trusted his words. He told stories about helping the poor and about his journey from far away.

However, things slowly changed. The old man began asking for donations, claiming it was to help orphans and the poor. Some villagers gave him money and gold because they believed his words.

One morning, the man was gone, leaving no trace behind. The villagers searched for him in nearby towns but found nothing. It was only then that they realised they had been scammed. The neighbourhood was shocked and sad. They felt ashamed for trusting a stranger too quickly.

From that day, the villagers promised themselves to be more careful. They understood that appearances could be deceiving and that even a warm smile could hide a dishonest heart. The experience left a painful memory, but it also taught Kampung Dodol an important lesson about trust.