12 Badoets
Songo's Twisted

A few minutes after Angel and Wildan left, Ki Sarno opened his eyes slowly. He felt his neck with a frightened face. The old man was very afraid of death.

Since the news of the deaths of the Clowns, the fear of death has become increasingly common. Ki Sarno often woke up in the middle of the night and cried. He questioned why the law of karma seemed to target him at an old age.

That worry turned out to be true tonight. Those with ties to Sumiran came to meet Ki Sarno. The old man called it a ghost of the past.

Now Ki Sarno sat down with a hunting breath. He realized it was still left alive by the ghost of the past. Butwhy? When Anwar and Trisno had to die, Ki Sarno was left to escape. Could they be pitying? Question after question swirled in Ki Sarno's head.

"I'm lucky to be alive. But I can't let them wander as they please. They might change their mind and come back. I know, now the law is to prey or be preyed upon" muttered Ki Sarno still palpating his scratched neck.

"Hey you guys are outside! Comehere!" Ki Sarno shouted with all his might to call his roof.

Three men led by the Gondrong burst into the room. They stood in front of Ki Sarno.

"Did you guys arrest those two guys?" ki Sarno asked half-stomped.

"Who Ki? The two women?" asked Gondrong hesitatingly.

"The one is not a guobl*k woman! Why did you let him go?" Ki Sarno was furious.

"Lho I saw Aki falling asleep. The one with the hair of his shoulder came out of the room furiously. I thought I just finished Njenengan nganu Ki," said the Gondrong scratching his head. Maybe the lice behind her thick hair started acting up.

"Sleep your eyes pic*k! I passed out guobl*k! Look at this, my neck is just a wound. They took me hostage." Ki Sarno snorted in annoyance.

"Sorry Ki, we're missing. How is Ki? It seems like they are not too far from this house yet." the Gondrong looked down feeling guilty. He was the leader of the Ki Sarno temples.

"Sir again. Yasudah go after it. For two teams. Use the Expager car so that it spit. Comb the area here. One to the north one to the south!" ki Sarno's orders in a hoarse voice.

"Whose company is Aki at whose house?" ask Gondrong again.

"Si Sontoloyo this is it. Others go after them, until they get the tree!" ki Sarno Bentak. Centeng with the fattest body selected Ki Sarno to accompany him.

The gondrong nodded and immediately took two of his comrades out of the room. The Gondrong then called out to the two roof tiles that were outside the house. The five of them are divided into 3 teams. Two people headed north, two more south. While the fattest roof, at the request of Ki Sarno was ordered to guard and escort Ki Sarno.

Ki Sarno took off his fake beard and mustache. Grandpa sepuh it now looks like an ordinary aki-aki. Without a beard he does not look convincing as a shaman. He took the plaster in a p3k box in the corner of the room. Then wrap a scratch on his neck.

With a move gontai Ki Sarno out of the room. He sat on the sofa and turned on the television. The fat centeng stood straight beside him. Ki Sarno changed television channels several times and finally chose a night comedy show.

Laughter from the television. But Ki Sarno was silent. Let alone laughing, even smiling he looks reluctant. Ki Sarno's eyes were distant. He did not lie when he said he regretted taking part in the Clowns' robbery in the past. Ki Sarno was also honest with his words if he never touched the booty money.

Sumiran's property that became his ration is still intact, stored in the bedroom closet. He regretted taking part in the robbery that took his life. Suppose the time can be replayed, Ki Sarno really chose to focus on his shamanic practices.

Regrets always come too late. It's all been happening. Ki Sarno was indeed haunted by the fear of karma that would come to him. But the human heart is still difficult to guess. When Ki Sarno felt the ghosts of the past had passed him, now he felt safe and intended to catch his opponents.

"We are just following Aki's policies. They had dared to hurt Aki. Blood is avenged Ki's blood," replied the fat tile stirring.

"Your laughter has brought me down. If blood is returned. Then I should be the one to die now," Ki Sarno sighed.

"What does Ki mean?" ask the fat roofed tile not understand.

"No smoke if there is no fire. They hurt me because I scratched the wound first. Ahh, I'm carried away by emotions. Call the others to go back home. Release them!" ki Sarno's Order.

"Well Ki," said the fat roof tile immediately sent a message in WA Group para citeng.

Suddenly the front door was knocked from the outside. Ki Sarno and the fat centeng exchanged glances.

"Because they're back." Ki Sarno frowned.

"Maybe patient Ki. Let me see," said the fat tile rushing towards the front door.

A few minutes passed. There was a thudding sound heard from the front porch. Ki Sarno frowned. What would have fallen to make such a loud noise?

Unfortunately cctv cameras at home are only connected on mobile phones. Ki Sarno did not have access to view the cctv. Finally, the old man moved from his seat.

"Hey, what's falling?" ki Sarno shouted as he stepped into the hallway towards the front porch.

The hallway is always dark and feels narrow. Ki Sarno slightly regretted making his home design like that. The mystical impression felt even made the residents of his own house creep in fear.

"Hey, answer me! What sound just now? What's falling?" Ki Sarno shouted back.

There is only silence. Even now Ki Sarno can hear his own heart beating. His footsteps grew slower, climbing onto the dark gray marble floor. Abstract painting on the wall gives the impression of the room getting narrower. Cold sweat, as well as breathing that begins to hunt signifies fear is already in the crown.

Ki Sarno was a few steps away from the front door. The door leaf looked slightly open, with a pure white porch light barging in. The shadow of someone standing at the door.

With trembling hands, Ki Sarno tried to reach the doorknob. But had not had time to touch the door made of teak wood flagship, suddenly the figure outside the house barged in. He faintly saw a sharp iron glint in his right hand that was full of a thick red liquid.

"Who are you?" yelled Ki Sarno. The figure that appeared from behind the shadows fumbled indistinctly then swung his right hand mercilessly.

Ki Sarno was unable to dodge, unable to fight back. There was a cold sensation when the sharp iron touched his sagging old skin. There was a smell of water in the air. Until in the end, Ki Sarno in a few seconds can see his own body collapsed onto the marble floor without a head. And lastly, the hoarse and heavy sound of laughter broke the silence of the night.

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