FOR over a month Kapus couldn’t go to bed at night. He’d sit near the window and look out at the dark sky, sobbing about the pain in his infected thumb.
His mom, Kaum, could not figure out a way to seek treatment. The nearest aid post was on another island.
It was finally decided that Kapus was a victim of the feared wale’ Man’rawa –the masalai (spirit) who guarded the beautiful Man’rawa Bay known for its white sandy beaches and calm blue waters.
It was alleged that Kapus and a handful of his friends, while playing hide-and-seek during their lunch break, had crossed the line into wale’ Man’rawa’s territory waking it from its slumber.
His younger sibling, Kasei, felt for him but there’s nothing much he and their mom could do except pray for the mercy of the gods.