FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter XXX: K u r i r (fifth round )

05. Women's Courier Spirit Terror (second part )

Video tape VHS.

That's the package Amri found a few days ago. A fairly rare item in the millennial era like now. Luckily, he had a box-shaped tape video player machine.

He smiled wryly, “A strange and unique package in my opinion. There is no name and return address,” he told Rahmat.

“If you can know, what is the content of the video ?” ask Grace.

“A strange, terrible and sadistic video in my opinion,” Amri said as his hand moved to insert the video into his player and press the button on the machine. For a long time the two young men stared at the TV screen which only showed a collection of ants and noise.

“Cock freak,” says Amri.

“What's weird ?”

“We've been waiting 15 minutes, however, the movie that was in the video tape did not appear. Yesterday I turned it around. In no less than 10 minutes, the picture appeared. The duration of the film is only 45 minutes. But, why now even that appears only a group of ants,” explained Amri.

“Ah, never mind, maybe the tape video is broken. Now the era of DVD players, why be confused with the old-fashioned video tape. I'm back to continue my work, man..” said Grace as she stepped away from the place. Amri just raised his right hand.

After Grace was not there, suddenly on the TV screen was plastered a brutal scene. Making Amri not blink to see it, he was about to speak but his jaw felt stiff.

“Stop, don't you hurt him. He was just a courier and did not know about the package,” shouted a middle-aged man – to 5 men – men who stood around a woman lying on the floor. The – man tried to escape from the clutches of a thick-bodied and long-haired man.

“Shut your mouth, old man. This is the Young Master's order. Anyone who dares like – kind of with the package, no matter men-women, old-young even children – children, must be removed. Curiosity has brought him to the brink of death. We don't want to find trouble, let it live,” said the man – plotos tall and tall while his hand reached for a plastic package containing white powder not far from the delivery box near the woman.

“I won't let you do anything. Especially for a woman,” said the middle-aged man – while moving quickly and suddenly he can break away from the hands of the thick-bodied and shady man. He ran and attacked towards Gunawan, but, confronted by 2 people.

An unbalanced fight ensued and in just a short time the middle-aged man – was re-circulated and someone kicked his kneecap, he said, he shouted accompanied by a slashing scream and he collapsed while writhing – writhing in pain.

“Parents do not know themselves,” says male – curly-haired, black, he is Irul, “Gun all you kill this – male so as not to trouble,”

“Relax, we will take care of it after having fun – happy with this woman's courier,” Gun said as she grabbed the woman's head, her eiger hat came off and she screamed stifled while Gun grabbed her hair. The pair of eyes of the woman looked flaming, as if to burn the face of the male – plotos who now thrust a plastic package in his hand right on his nose.

The woman tried to throw away her face, intending to avoid the pungent smell that pierced her nose, but Gunawan's jubilee was too strong, not to mention his two hands were swung backwards by a large tall man with a dragon tattoo on his chest. As hard as he tried to escape, the wound on his right head that dried open again failed. Male – male plotos it grinned, “You are right, miss. I think you should try it,” saying so, he forcefully opened the woman's mouth and stuffed the crystal-like shiny white powder into her mouth.

Once the powder was used up, Gunawan again grabbed another plastic and returned to do the same thing until finally the woman collapsed helplessly. Male – middle-aged man growled – growled, but, pain in his knee made him unable to do what – what.

5 men – men laugh out loud – bahak, they stand around the woman who has now lost all consciousness. His face, hair and clothes are tangled, his body shivers like a cold person, however, this scene invites lust 5 men – the man.

“Breth .... Breth ... Breth ..”

Meanwhile, the middle-aged male – looks crying, throwing his face hearing laughter in between – between moans slowly. No one knew that the middle-aged man – crawled away from the place.

The final scene in the tape video is the woman's box delivery being dismantled and the packages inside scattering out. Among the parcels of the package are the full name Amrinudin and his home address. Even if the picture was taken in a short duration maybe a fraction of a second, Amri could see it clearly. After that, the tv screen again presents the impressions of thousands of ants. The film in the video tape is over.

***

That night, the full light looked like gold, the sky was so bright. The thin fog that descended from the mountain of suspension, spread to the foot of the mountain, enveloped rows of palanquin trees that stood lined up like a row of giant soldiers guarding the border entrance of 2 major cities in East Java (Mojokerto and Pasuruan )

At a food stall, 2 men sit back accompanied by 2 cups of coffee and one plate contains several snacks plus 1 pack of clove cigarettes. They talk while occasionally sipping coffee. A thick-haired, long-haired man and another short-bodied, curly-haired. He is Choirul or often called Irul.

On the day before midnight, they left the shop and parted at a corner of the road.

The sound of the Bronx exhaust from Irul's motorbike sounded deafening through the quiet and deserted streets. Suddenly he stopped his motorcycle when another motorcycle blocked his path. The motorcycle was parked across the narrow road, Irul's face was red extinguished.

"Tin, tin, tin, ttttiiiinnn,"

The sound of the horn resounded, echoing so loudly that it seemed to be heard in all directions. But, no matter how loud the horn is sounded, it does not indicate the existence of life around the place.

"Fuck ! I'll just hit that motorcycle," said Irul while stepping on the gas pedal hard. His motorcycle slid like an arrow and he was surprised the motorcycle that crossed the road suddenly disappeared. Irul can't control his motorcycle and

"Bbrua..."

The sound of 2 loud objects clashing, the snout of Irul's motorbike sped into a fairly large body of a stretcher tree, Irul's body was thrown and his chest hit a fresh blood stone spurting out of his mouth. He did not have time to complain, yelling, his breast bone was shattered.

A shadow approached Irul. A pair of Irul eyes widened to see the owner of the shadow.

She was a female courier, partly covered in a brown Eiger hat mixed with blackish-red patches.

"Mas ....

There's a package delivery....

please accept....."

The voice seemed to echo; flat, hollow and cold in Irul's ears, a split second later, he felt his mouth forcefully opened. A plastic containing white powder like crystal was crammed into it, after which his gaze darkened, his body drooped limp, and....

The shadow of the woman dressed as a courier was lost to the earth, the situation returned silent and desolate.

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