
The devil trickery tricked the human eye into seeing the supernatural as if real.
The door is locked, that day all workers leave work. There was only Nia and Hana, inside there was the sound of Hana calling her mother. Hamdi banged on the door, no one answered his call. He broke the window of the back of the house, went inside to see the house filled with a plume of black smoke.
“Mother, don't go!”
Hana fell from the wheelchair, she dragged her body towards her mother who was standing in front of the figure of a large winged creature. This is the agreement in return for helping to restore the sukma of his son. Nia was ready to be picked up by the devil, crying and waving at Hana who seemed to have difficulty moving.
“No! Mama! Hiks.”
The door was broken, Hamdi saw his wife in a flying creature so-called events. Holding her mother's feet, Hana went up. Hamdi pulled Hana, the demonic figure carrying her disappeared. Hana's cry hit herself, she banged her head at Hamdi's hold.
“Mother.”
The atmosphere of the funeral home of Nia ma'am died a lot in the neighbors around us. Visit the funeral home without a corpse. Everyone who enters salute while saying condolences. Go to bring another creature for the return of his son's tribe who are still trapped in the sacred mountain. Hana hugs the sign of her mother's empty grave. Just a nameplate and a wet grave ground.
“Mother, why did mom leave me! hiks”
After his mother died, his father was rarely home. He gave his son news via voice and transferred the needs of the house. Hana herself stared at the dewy window, into the same void just as she was alone in the forest.
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Dini follows all forms of ritual, how to find knowledge to all the things that embrace the science of Clenic Capit. For the sake of mastering all that he first protects himself with the care of another figure. All who are in possession must break all chains of past ties. He had to leave even forget his three children so as not to get carried away or affected by the knowledge he embraced.
Knowing that the devilish shaman had a wife in the city, he planned to kill her so that Capit felt what it was like to lose. The thought is only limited to the heart that is still fragile, because Capit the devil who could topple his son.
Finding the sleeping Suratmi, Dini quickly breathes magic. The woman felt suffocated. He took out the little animals from his mouth. Night proclaims magic dominates the earth. Allied with the jinn does not mean he can be made a place as a protector. Mbok Mijan dropped a tray of offerings that would be placed under the blank of Suratmi's room.
Prang__
“Mrs!” he was shaking in fear.
Not daring to touch, Mijan called the residents to help him take care of his body. Suratmi's death was attributed to the science in the Anut Capit eating his son and wife. The big house smelled of pandanus mixed with fishy, they immediately buried without waiting for the presence of Capit. The residents did not dare to pray together in the house called haunted.
Ustadz who had just moved in the village gave advice to Mijan mbok so that later in the night held a condolence in the funeral home. But the mbok refused, saying he had not received approval from his employer.
“There is something wrong with the house it ustadz. Its owner adheres to a cult. To be honest we are very anxious with all the sightings.”
The man clearly heard the news of his wife's death, but the man did not grieve or show sorrow. Early standing in front of the ritual table, his hand swung violently hitting the meditating Capit. A hard rock smashed his head, he broke his neck. The final strike stabbed his stomach with a keris of his own. Tearing the man's stomach apart was like she killed her husband in the woods.
His revenge was avenged, he did not want the devil to rise again to possess another body. Early put the rest of Capit's body into the burning fire.The sound of pain, in front of the fire he uttered a spell to eliminate the ferocious figure that began to attack him. Against the demon waiting for the sacred mountain, the demon's hand drew Dini into the fire.
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“kemuning.”
Ayu's voice calls from the water. Kemuning remembering all the messages of his best friend, it is impossible for Ayu to kill him. He ran until he stopped again the crowd of people who passed by. Straight-eyed vision walked like a robot. There is Farsya who is smiling holding the figure of gendoruwo.
“Let go my best friend! go!” snapped Kemuning release handle.
“Kemuning, you why? He's my husband. Erik wants to show you the way home.”
“He's not Erik, you see who's in front of you Far.”
Farsya remained in disbelief, he chose to follow Erik. From that day on, the two separated in the middle of the mountain in the forest. Farsya went home alone with no one. The doorbell opened, from a woman frowning to see Farsya talking to herself looking to her left side.
“Sorry whom are you looking for?”
“I Farsya. Who are you? This is my home and Erik's.”
“Sorry, this is the house we just bought a few months ago. We bought it from Mr. Erik, he ordered the payment of the other half to be given to mbak Farsya. Is his wife tuan erik?”
Farsya still denied she had come down from the mountain without her husband Erik. She looked around the house, but her husband disappeared. The rest of the money is calculated, the letter of sale and purchase of the house and other complete information. Farsya did not expect the Sumiatic to sell the house without his knowledge.
“For what does he sell this house?” muttered.
Starting at dusk, he searched for a temporary inn before finding a contract. He searches for information from his friends, only Hana's cell phone is still active. The next day he came asking what was going on with him on the mountain. Hana tells of seeing Erik in the form of a large hairy figure showing the light of red eyes.
“What I saw was the same as the previous one Kemuning saw first. How could we dare to lie to you. Look, I am now a crippled girl, Jaja is also still left behind on the mountain and reportedly has not been heard until now. You need to know about my bad luck setting foot there, my life ruined Far! My mother died to save me in a coma! hiks”
The sacred mountain took away all his happiness. His sobs lamented his bad luck. In her heart Farsha still rejected all the words about her husband. He had to convince himself of the truth. Every now and then Farsya dazedly looked outside making sure her husband was waiting for her.
“Mas Erik, where are you?” he muttered while crying.