
"Thighhhhhhh... Arghhhhhhhh." The voice of the cry came from one human teenager. He was about fifteen years old.
For two days the boy was in a monkey cage. Thirty monkeys died in that cage because of it.
He holds a knife while braking. His eyes sometimes bleached. Sometimes it comes back to how it was. The mouth was incessantly screaming.
Anyone who goes in there will be hurt. Like Herman, yes, this person is Rara's brother. Herman is the owner of all the monkeys that Jason killed.
Jason is the one who is possessed right now. He is still Rara's brother. Herman unceasingly uttered the intention. The brutal behavior that happened to Jason made him lose his mind.
I don't know what made him act that way. His hands are full of blood. The blood fell to his feet. The clean white t-shirt changed its color to dark red.
"Oh God, Le! What is it you are, Le? How do you think it's gini, Le?" asked Mr. Herman in disbelief staring at Jason.
"Patience, Rara must be home! Jason must be back, you calm down!" said Pardi as Rara's grandfather.
Pardi repeatedly brings in smart people. No one made Jason return to normal.
The view inside is terrible. The monkey head was splattered like a marble. Come here and there fulfilling his path.
Seeing the incident Pardi slightly remembered about one brutal man at that time. He was a farmer named W.
This story actually happened in the Banyuwangi area. The Horse Poultice again, yes, right, there was no tragedy that was not dark in old age at that time. The time when killing and being killed is common.
In those days man was very cruel. There was no mercy in his heart. If the grudges will be completed by killing each other. If one of them dies then there is one heart that will be satisfied.
But it's different again. This story is from a farmer named W. At that time he helped run out every human neck he met.
In the name of frustration he wanders here and there while carrying his celurit. It is not known exactly what caused the man's madness to date.
But the madness of the initials W that the story is widespread in the horseshoe area. It has been an urban legend to this day. Massacres committed by a mad farmer.
For some reason, Pardi is very confident that the thing that happened to Jason has something to do with that event. Seen there, type Jason see where they are Pardi and Herman.
The boy is getting crazy. He banged his head on the glass while rummaging. His hands clawed at the glass as if he wanted to reach Herman and Pardi.
On the sidelines of that great uproar. There were footsteps from the doorway. The other voice of course made Pardi and Herman immediately turned his head. Their smiles expanded instantly. It was Rara and her entourage.
Rara put her original backpack on the ground. Then he walked in closer to Pardi and Herman. Rara then kissed the two men's hands.
"Assynnya!" rara said to them.
"Goodoo, son!" both say.
Without another word. The moaning sound beside her made Rara roll her eyes. He stared at Jason there.
Cak Dika who was still standing together with his brother came forward. He stood beside Rara. The cold weather made Cak Dika surprised. What is this demon? Why is it so scary to picture his past.
Goddammit! Penanggang Devil!. Said Cak Dika in his heart.
"Dek.." Cak Dika said to Rara beside him. Cak Dika did not look towards Rara. Both of his eyes were still focused on Jason.
"What?" ask Rara to him.
"This is a murderous aura?" cak Dika replied trying to ask Rara.
There, Rara just nodded. Then Thariq came to them from behind. Thariq, there immediately approached the glass.
It is sad to see the existence of a monkey who died in vain even though he was innocent. It's true someone who's made Jason like this.
"I'm going in!" thariq said, pointing his palm towards the glass window.
Cak Dika momentarily watched Thariq. When their gazes met, he nodded. He allowed Thariq to enter into what happened to Jason here.
Energy start Thariq collect. Beginning with the Basmallah reading, he closed his eyes. The camera crew of course started his task.
Record each moment. They won't miss anything. For every thing that this Gautama Family says. It will be a huge crowd on YouTube.
When darkness from another realm welcomes. Thariq was brought in to meet the old year. There he found a farmer sitting in front of his porch.
Thariq saw a dark air in that man. He saw that this man's hobbies drunkenness also gambled.Something when he came to his mother.
He told his mother why his life was miserable while his younger siblings lived a life of treasure.
This guy has the initials W. He used to live in the horseshoe area. Initial W was finally struck by frustration due to accumulated debt.
Arrive him in the dem of his small slum but still able to be occupied. That morning, he sat down. He sat down while honing his favorite celurit.
In front of his house were two small children. There the children were playing with sand. Their laughter was so loud.
This simple game makes them both happy. It was the neighbor boy from the village next door. I don't know, maybe because the frustration is still not over. The W initials stared at the hate of the two.
The burning resentment in his chest made him almost mad. When celurit was sharp enough he stood up. He slowly approached the boy.
These two brats who were approached by the initials W were only able to stare innocently at W. They did not know that W was giving them a death invitation.
When the celurit started to be tossed. The first slash slashed the neck of one of the boys almost to a break.
Seeing that one of them ran away. He's scared stock half dead. Maybe it's his biggest trauma later until he grows up.
"I saw a man named W come slashing at the throats of men. His celurit's flooded with blood. He's bloodthirsty! Frustration in his chest made him walk down the Horseshoe area. That guy, cruel, his eyes pitch-black. He's a crazy fragile human craze!" thariq.
He killed his first 4-year-old victim. The human W begins to wander. He was not content to kill one life. It was in 1984. Initial W with his head-hungry celurit walked to and fro.
The boy who had escaped from W. Head to the rice field area. There are some farmers working. This little boy has an R. He came to his mother whose livelihood status was a farmer.
The frightened R approached his mother. He told me about what happened to his friend A who died with his head almost broken by the act of W.
R is apparently the adopted son of W. I don't know what demon entered his father until he wanted to target his head. R and his mother went up the street. They will seek help.
While they are seeking help. W stopped in front of his neighbor's house. He walked near that door. The owner of the house is named Maskur.
Without permission was armed with blood-soaked celurit that he held. W goes inside. He entered the house to find the wife of Maskur cooking rice.
Without saying much. The busy woman was slashed by the neck so nearly broke due to the sabetan W.
While Maskur who was at home also died following his wife. After killing the couple. W proceed to the rice field area.
He slashed the neck of the man he met in the paddy field. Fortunately some people who are still breathing it managed to escape from the saburit Si W.
From there began to circulate news from village to village about the madness of W. At that time the people gathered in one area. Their goal was the rice field where W was executing lives.
People flocked there. With anger they went there. They want to subdue the W at this time. Some of them feel like executing W as well right now.
But darling is very dear. When they were in the CCP. What they found was the corpses of dead farmers lying on the streets with their heads almost severed. W is not there.
Seeing that the citizens feel more rampaging. Some of them started to bury the bodies. The other half. They walked towards the West according to the issue some witnesses said.
Banyuwangi was gloomy. They are really made dizzy because of the actions of W. On the other hand they are afraid because W is still not found. And on the other hand they were troubled by the falling victims.
Somewhere back then. W squabble with one of the people's security. His name was Mr. Jam'i.
In the meantime, Mr. Jam'i felt that there was something strange about W there. Then he retreated trying to take some distance from the approaching W.
But because Mr. Jam'i has a basic silat in him. It's true what Mr. Jam'i feels. W raised his celurit towards Mr. Jam'i he tried to kill Mr. Jam'i there.
Like a swordsman Wiro sableng at that time Jam'i managed to brush off celurit from W. Fear of brutality W. Wiro Sableng KW inikpun issued a thousand feet, aka escape from that place.
The man named Jam'i managed to survive even though his two fingers were broken by the act of W. Banyuwangi then lost eighteen people. They died in vain at the hands of W back then.
Thariq is shown the end of life by W. The mad killer tied his own neck. Throwing away his bastard squeals was original. His belt is wrapped around his neck.
W climbed into one of the trees. Tied the belt connected to his neck to the tree branch. After meeting enough.
He also jumped. The sound of cracking from his bony head was currently bringing him to death stopping his heart.
"I saw Jason pick up celurit in the forest area near the rice field. He found it and took it. The Celurit he was holding right now belonged to W. So, can you tell me where the celurit is now?" tanya Thariq then opened her eyes and looked back at Jason who was still in the same condition.
Pardi and Rara looked at each other for a moment. They were right, apparently this was related to the events of that time. Mass murder in Banyuwangi in 1984.
"Cellum?" ask Pardi to them.
"Yes, celurit! Do you know?" ask Cak Dika to Pardi.
Pardi looked to the side.
"Usually sharp objects will be placed in the warehouse, Mas! Come with me!" said Pardi invited Cak Dika to come with him.
Cak Dika nodded hearing that. He followed Pardi's footsteps. It is quite far away and they are just walking. About ten minutes Cak Dika was directed to a wooden hut.
Yeah, that's said it's his warehouse. A warehouse that stores tools for planting. Pardi walked closer. Cak Dika certainly followed him.
After the key is opened. Get those two people inside. Cak Dika looked round his eyes when he saw the figure of W standing there bathed in blood. Yeah, it's the demon. Which means that's where the celurit is.
Satan W brandished the celurit on Cak Dika. As a signal not to come closer.
"So wait outside! It's my business the same bastard!" said Cak Dika while pointing to the corner of the room.
Pardi looked at the direction that Cak Dika pointed. But he is a normal human being. He can't see what's there. But Cak Dika's face at that time made him sure.
So that Pardi came out of there to let Cak Dika alone face a brutal and crazy clumsy figure in there.
"Why are you still here? You're dead, don't nosy live souls. Our nature is different!" cak Dika said to him.
But that figure was even angry. He screams incessantly for venting his hatred.
"Anything hard you look at a suckling baby milk bitch! I'm Iki ora Wedi!" cak Dika said to him.
(Anything you scream like a baby asking for milk! I'm not scared!)
As the figure further strengthened his aura. Cak Dika just smiled thinly. He was the same, fighting that figure with the presence of the Maungs.
The existence of that figure was instantly weak. When he saw the five maung appear from behind Cak Dika's body. The growl from the maung was bigger than his shout.
The five maung .I approached him. Slowly the existence of the figure also went away. Once safe, Cak Dika also immediately took the celurit. Wrapped it with a makeshift cloth that was there. Dika's Cak came out from inside there.
He asked to be delivered at times. This time it was the lake. The Javanese usually call it kali. Pardi escorted Cak Dika to one of the times close to the area.
With prayer reading. Cak Dika also threw the celurit deep into the drowning in the lake. Along with that too. Jason shouted in silence. He lost consciousness there.
Rara and the others had not felt the presence of negative air in Jason. They're pu. Go inside and help him.