Ghaib Explorer (Gaib Pawang Group)
Chapter 149: A Piece of Buried Head
a terrible event happened to a couple of newlyweds. It looks like a couple has set foot in front of a luxury house.
The bank auction that took them there. They just got married and they bought a house for a very cheap price.
Seen on the bride's face was a happy aura radiating so strongly. This new couple is quite happy to get a luxurious house with furniture.
But behind the luxury it seems the floor of the house is thirsty for blood. The couple died tragically right in front of the house they had just bought.
Through his inner eyes when Thariq approached and was about to enter the house.
His ability suddenly stopped him. His body that had been standing slowly his knees began to limp and he became crushed.
Cak Dika tried to continue his steps. But he was wide-eyed when he saw what was in front of him now.
"You're Dad, aren't you Riq?" rachel asked worriedly.
Thariq remained silent there. Both of his eyes closed. Wrinkled forehead. In his vision he saw it.
A man came to find a family not in the house.
"What are you doing here, huh?!!" asked the old man dressed in champion clothes to one family who was currently standing right on the porch of the house.
"Whatchu mean? We should have asked why you're here? This is our residence? Why did you come and yell at us?" ask the father of the family.
The champion glared at the father. He's been controlled by anger. His right hand grabbed the machete that was right he kept on the left side of his body.
Clingggs
The sound of the machete when removed from the glove where it is.
"Huh!!!" screeched some of the father's children.
"What does this mean?" ask the Father to the Jawara.
The Jawara who had boarded the apitam then pointed his cleaver towards the Father. That hatred dodged his heart wanting him to blind his eyes there were some little children who were looking at him with fear.
Even that Sympathy if the anger has made it dominate him. No longer cared about him with the look of fear from those little children.
"Father.." looked at one of the little children while gripping the cloth of his Father's clothes.
The worried Father was then only able to stare in disbelief when the machete was thrown away by the champion.
"Mr!!!" shouted the three children when the Father held the champion's machete with both hands.
"Die you snatch!" the Wrath of the Jawara.
Even if the knife is arrested. But the murkana is not over. Even though the blood from the Father's hand dripped. He continued to exert all his might on the Father.
"Run Son! Run!!!" shouted the Father trying to protect his three children.
The cries of the three little children were unstoppable again it felt. They're really scared. The calmness that existed before this suddenly turned into a sinister atmosphere.
Which man is not afraid to see murder in person before his eyes.
"Go Nak!!!" shouted The Father.
"Huaa.. Don't want to sir! I'm gone, you don't go!" said the three children were crying.
"Huh!!!" pekik Sang Jawara's.
Buaghhhh
"Mr!!!" the three children shouted when they saw their father being kicked by the Jawara to fall down.
"Dead You!!!" yell The Jawara.
One sabitan sharp machete that. About right towards the Father's neck. Brutally because the head was not cut off directly. The Jawara deserved to slit the throat of the Father like a cow of qurban.
The sadistic murder was witnessed by the three children directly. How heartbreaking what they saw.
They even heard the sound of his father's breath almost dying. Until when the head was detached from the body of the father.
So that's where the Jawara carries the head in his left hand like an executor.
"Your father is dead! This land is mine! How can you occupy this house. I live here with no power of attorney. But I've set foot here first. Just because there is no power of attorney. Do you deserve to have my home? I'm gone for three months. When you return why is this house yours? That savage village chief I killed, too. The power he possessed blinded his eyes to justice. You took my land. It's gonna die!" said Sang Jawara wrathfully.
Bughhhh
"Well!" scream one of the father's children.
He saw the Jawara take off his father's head. Then the head fell right on the ground.
The Jawara tried to lower his head. He saw the ground he was walking on. Then with a machete that was still covered in blood. He scratched the ground.
A few minutes later the ground was deep enough. Like throwing a ball. The Jawara put the head into the hole he had just made.
Without a cloth to wrap the head. He buried it there.
"I swear! Anyone who's putting their feet in here. Then he'll die! This land is mine. It will forever be mine. No one has the right to have it but me!" said Sang Jawara.
He then put his machete back in. When his body turned. He stared blankly at the three innocent children.
Stared like that by the killer champion. Then the three boys got a chill. They slowly retreated in fear.
When the Jawara approached. The three children ran away crying. But the Jawara did not care about it at all.
He continued walking away from his residence. That's when the picture Thariq saw was completed.
Thariq opened his eyes again. But fresh blood poured from both nostrils.
Rachel had been keeping Thariq there. With his handkerchief. Rachel wiped every blood that came out of Thariq's nostrils.
While Cak Dika, he tried to summon the whereabouts of his ma. But apparently the Maung did not come.
"Why again?" ask Melissa this time who has since noticed Cak Dika who looks frustrated.
"I can't call my heart! Barend also from earlier Ndak seen!" cak Dika explained his complaint.
Bella looked at the house carefully. They have not been able to go inside since. For there are five Genderuwo standing before them at this time.
As if the Genderuwo forbade them to enter. The five great figures also smiled cunningly at their presence.
Rachel's sick of being played with by demons like this. Rachel stood up after finishing with Thariq.
He had not closed both his eyes. Thariq held his right hand. It made Rachel surprised then turned her head to the side towards Thariq.
"What?" ask Rachel.
Thariq shook his head trying to signal Rachel not to do that.
"Don't go alone!" thariq warned.
Cak Dika smiled hearing that. She stood next to Rachel.
"If so, call Him! Let Nyai and the Maungs beat up Genderuwo! We're both in. We're looking for my Maungku, Barend, and the little boy trapped in there!" said Cak Dika.
Hearing that, Thariq released his hand. When his hand began to fall off. Rachel closed both her eyes as well as Cak Dika.
Their bodies collapsed. But with a swift Bella and Marsya hold Cak Dika's body. Rachel's body is held by Thariq and Rara.