Before 365 Days
Chapter 17: Not Strong

The show eats girls, it repeats itself. This time, Mira invites Roses to head backstage, when the show is over.

"War, remember well, later after Ndoro Kusuma finished eating, we immediately ran towards the backstage." Mira ordered the Rose. The rose nodded its head.

Once the gamelan in the tabuh, all the girls follow the dancer who is on stage.

When the music stops they simultaneously sculpt, and when the music returns to the tabuh, they return to jog.

It was time for Ndoro Kusuma to eat one more girl. Ndoro Kusuma turned into a barong, and flew over the girls, choosing who he would devour this time.

After Ndoro Kusuma got the girl he wanted, fireworks came out from inside his mouth, gamelan on the table again. Everyone jogged back. Mira and Mawar immediately ran through the side road so as not to be seen by Burhan and other Dayang.

They ran barefoot. Thankfully, their energy is full. The Roses and Mira had reached the backstage, they then ran into the forest. Just setting his feet in the forest, thousands of pocongs stormed them, the sound of earthy kuntilanak on the trees. All the nations of Dedemit appear there. Flat-faced demons, headless ghosts, dark-faced ghost ghosts, and many other types. Even Mak dropped by to come after them.

"Where are you? Sweet child ... Come with us ... Ahihihihi .." Mbak Kunti's voice sounded shrill.

"Mir, I'm no longer strong run Mir." Said the Rose who was running beside Mira with bawling breath. His throat was already dry.

"We keep running, War. Hold briefly. Whatever happens, you don't look back." Mira reminds me of the rose.

"Roses,"

The rose stopped and then immediately looked back because it heard a familiar voice like his mother's, However, it turned out that it was only a dedemite sound, and that was the sound, The rose is then wrapped with long hair that resembles Wewe Gombel. Mira is shocked that the Rose has been captured by Wewe Gombel.

The rose was terrified the moment it saw the face of that demon who was like a monster. Fanged long, with a gaping mouth visible black teeth as big as salak seeds. His eyes were round big red almost out, his whole body was black, he had a whisker. The rose did not stare strongly at the dedemit, then the Rose fainted. The dedemites there laughed in excitement. Mira then continued to run, but suddenly there was a sabetage from behind, so he fell and immediately fainted as well.

The dedemits cheered in excitement. The sound of their laughter filled the forest.

Mr. Kyai was meditating on his alphabet in his own room, twirling his prayer beads and reciting the name of Alloh. He tried to reach out to sukmo.

Mr. Kyai's soul arrived at the end of a path to the right of his left towering old tree. Mr. Kyai does not know where the end of this road is, but it looks like the end of the road will go to a firecracker because at the end of the road there is a ladder that has been mossy. The standing distance between Pak Kyai and the end of the road was very far, however, Pak Kyai could see it clearly.

Mr. Kyai did not continue his journey to the firecracker. Mr. Kyai is more interested in the path on the left side of the road. Mr. Kyai then entered into the path. A cold with a negative aura was immediately felt. Five meters from where he was standing, Mr. Kyai saw a motor curled up in the bushes.

Mr. Kyai walked up to the bike, even though his body had started to feel hot and achy, he continued his footsteps. Mr. Kyai knows, there are many eyes that want it. However, those eyes did not dare to go out to fight Mr. Kyai.

After arriving beside the motorbike, Pak Kyai checked the condition, the motorbike was wrapped by many roots, and the color of the motor paint had also worn off. Suddenly came an attack from behind that made Pak Kyai's body bounce far away hitting a big tree.

"Ouhg, ough" Mr. Kyai coughed to the point of bleeding. He then took a deep breath and began to focus his heart and mind. He closed his eyes and began to make do'a.

"Mahahaha ... " The sound of thunderous laughter rang out, yet his form was nowhere to be seen.

"You want to take your life here, sacrificial Man? Hahahaha, your prayers are not working. Haha."

A creature with a large height like a monster, with red round eyes and long fangs as big as a coconut tree suddenly appeared. His tongue fell to the ground.

Mr. Kyai continues to pray fervently. His breath is starting to sting. The creature looked at Mr. Kyai with an angry look.

"You won't be able to fight me, dare to look at me, your eyes will be blind, hahahaha."

The sound was so deafening to the ears. The Demit just needs to duck a little already can see Mr. Kyai clearly. Mr. Kyai could only see his nose was releasing mucus, when he opened his eyes. Mr. Kyai's nose was bleeding, his strength was now exhausted, Mr. Kyai then immediately left, his soul back into his body. The dedemit laughed triumphantly.

"Basically, the man of yesterday afternoon tried to fight me, hahahaha." Demit said with a voice that could shake the earth.

Mr. Kyai bounced, and spewed fresh blood from inside his stomach. His nose also spits blood. He was drowning, his strength completely exhausted.

"Inalillahiroji'un, Abah,"

Bu Nyai immediately called his assistant to clean the fresh blood that filled the prayer mat.

"Rina, please take this prayer mat, wash it immediately, yeah,"

"Okay, Nyai."

"Please call Aziz and Dimas as well. Soon yes, Rin." Bu Nyai looks so worried to see the condition of Mr. Kyai who has been pale.

Bu Nyai wiped the blood coming out of Mr. Kyai's nose. Aziz and Dimas then came.

"Self dawuh, Miss Nyai ... Inalillahi, Mr. Kyai why, ma'am?"

Aziz was shocked and ran when he saw the condition of Pak Kyai, as well as Dimas. They then joined in.

"Please take Mr. Kyai to the room well, don't forget, change the robe." Nyai Bu's orders.

"Ngeg, Miss Nyai."

Aziz and Dimas carry Pak Kyai to be put on the bed, then, they change clothes Pak Kyai.

Ms. Nyai went to the kitchen to wash her hands affected by Mr. Kyai's blood, and wanted to take warm water, to wipe Mr. Kyai's nose, and also a glass of warm water for him to drink.

"Change, get up first, let's drink first, Abah,"

Aziz and Dimas helped Pak Kyai's body to half stand up so he could drink. When it was drunk, Mr. Kyai was put down again.

The three of them had not dared to ask, they could only look at Mr. Kyai's limp body, his lips continued to mention Allah's asthma.

"Please give me a blanket, my body is cold." Pak Kyai's orders with a body that suddenly shook from shivering. Bu Nyai deftly picked up a thick blanket and covered Pak Kyai's body.

The three of them were very worried about Mr. Kyai's condition.

"Aziz, Dimas, don't let this news leak out well, I'm afraid the students will panic. It's enough we're here to know. Dimas, please bring me eucalyptus oil," said Bu Nyai gently, However, sounding worried.

"Nggeh, Nyai." Dimas replied as he passed away.

"Actually, what happened to Mr. Kyai, Mom?" Aziz tried to ask Nyai.

"I don't know myself, Ziz, I was shocked when I heard Mr. Kyai's voice coughing, I went straight in because I was waiting for him outside the door. I was shocked when I saw that Mr. Kyai had vomited blood, his nose was also bleeding." Bu Nyai Terang.

"The condition, Mr. Kyai after the recent trip is still not stable, Ms. Nyai, he is not healthy" said Aziz.

Aziz and Dimas the protege of Pak Kyai who had been from childhood accompanied the journey of Pak Kyai wherever, Pak Kyai went. So, Aziz and Dimas knew very well the condition of Mr. Kyai from outside and inside.

Dimas then came with eucalyptus oil. Without being told again, Dimas smeared eucalyptus oil, to the soles of his feet, hands, and every elbow on Mr. Kyai's body.

"Sir Kyai shivered, Ziz." Dimas.

"Yes, it looks like he is fighting an unusual creature, Dim" Aziz replied.

The three of them stood waiting for Pak Kyai to improve while continuing to pray.