Monkey School
Demon distraction

“So their sense of smell will definitely not know our whereabouts sir. Let's wipe more”

“Although Mr Dimas, I can faint!”

They walked on all fours, looking for a gap in the path without lighting. Wala's pants were stuck, she grimaced not daring to look back. His mind was already in a mess, the sound of grasping Dimas' hands. Mouth locked, he resignedly waited for the monkey to kill him.

“Pak Liman, your pants are stuck!” whispered Dimas.

He stroked his forehead, forcefully pulling the pants tore up to the thighs. The monkeys split up, jumping from one tree to another. Breaking through the thickets, the teachers managed to trick the monkeys that passed through the gate.

All the teachers gathered in the courtyard, only Mr. Dimas has not returned.

“Loh, not that she was with me. Sir, buk, this is proof that Mr. Geha helped my pants stuck in the trunk of the tree” Wala said confused.

“We have to catch up with him, Mr. Dimas is a real unmarried man. Can-can.” Lele stopped his words.

“Do not say like that important mom we are all healthy wal’afiat without any shortage!” answer Teja.

All prepare to enter together into the nest of monkeys, the path of breaking pieces to the path of the boarding place. It was gushed to behind the bush, a rapid movement of running into the car.

“Bu Nana, if there are no obstacles we will visit again tomorrow. May you recover quickly yes.”

On the way back to their homes.

Car glass is tightly closed, highlight long-distance lights and honking sounds every time you pass a turn or a quiet road. No one dared to speak up, especially Lilia who had been busy in front of the phone screen. He was waiting for news Aryo picked him up. Incidents of devil-made eating and drinking, monkey sightings and other magical disturbances, add to the fear of what happens next at the school.

“Bapak from where? We had the initiative to get to the monkey nest” said Geha.

“I also don't remember for sure sir. In my mind only one, can be detached from the pursuit of monkeys.”

In or out of the area, along the outskirts of the house that is very rarely have different peculiarities. The area includes a large city, but many trees and people's lifestyles still believe in mystical things.

“Awas chicken pack Geha!” screams Lele.

“Had fucked! Hitting a chicken sure makes bad luck. You just be careful sir, do not get hit by the apes because of crashing dead animals as material offerings of large plates that” said Wiro.

“Basic si pak Wiro sableng. Just say the entry wants to say I got unlucky so in the future it is very difficult to get a soul mate!” his murmur walked out to see the dead chicken.

But the weirdness is not seeing any dead chickens hitting the car. In other realms, they bumped into a subtle nation that borrowed the body of a human child to eat offerings.

“Nothing, aym just suddenly disappeared!

“We have split up many times. But indeed there are no carcasses along the front, back, and also the right side , left” Lele crouching. He began to feel his body being next to his. Pressing the back and shoulders. Unable to hold his body, Lele sat down while massaging his legs.

“Come to Lele. Father mother, we better continue this journey. We'll get to mobil” said Bu Bana.

Nana's illness shows real evidence. Their hulls are still churning. The wind slowly presented a large tall figure following in the night. Looking at the windshield, the sighting shows the eyes of everyone in the car. Only this time for the rest of his life did Geha see knowing the form of subtle-creatures manifest or not.

“Quickly pack Dimas. Strange monkeys began to appear as bullies or make people troublemaking” Geha unsettled shift her sitting position further away to the window.

“That's really tight sir! Duh. Slide a little!” mr. Wala was squeezed in the middle of the chair.

Lele scratched his rotting hand on the bandage wrap. He could not bear to feel the turmoil in his stomach that had subsided. Flailing the car seat, he asked Dimas to pull over. Before the car door opened, he spewed out all of his entrails. The light of the car that was turned on inside revealed a squirming worm. Everyone inside was shocked, running out in fear. Bu Bana was pushed by Wala, who was unconscious, standing right in the middle of the road.

“Awas bu Bana!”

“Hueekkk__” Bana removes her entrails. The appearance of the same writhing animal as Lele.

“Arghh!” bana shouted before falling unconscious.

Treatment of ruqyah line. All teachers arrived at the mushola at exactly 20:00 AM local time. Dimas was half-shaking driving the car with Wala whose face was very pale. Asking for help on ustadz Zaki. They're escorting Mr. Ustadz's path from behind. Believing they will recover, Ustadz Zaki is surprised to feel a ferocious subtle-creature inside the school.

“Why is ustadz sculpting in front of the mushola? He looked up. Can ustadz also be possessed?” whispered Mr. Wala.

“Do not speak that sir. I want to be nauseous. Most likely all of us are possessed” replied Teja holding her stomach.

Ruqyah one person only takes one to two hours. Not to mention facing a desperate demon still willing to stay inside the human body. The bastard did not care to feel the heat of hearing the holy verses of the Qur’an. Satan is made of fire, but he is unable to resist the greatness of God.

Satan, Satan, the heathen jinn are disobedient dissidents who disobey God. They lead men astray, whispering seduction and temptation until they are mired in the pit of hell. The discovery of one of the real-world places of the entrance to the gates of hell that were over two hundred and thirty feet wide and into the interior nearly a hundred meters flared up in flames waiting for the humans to enter it.

Ms. Lele convulsed, the pupils of the whitened eyes pulled out a long worm from the corner of the eye. He cried pulling the writhing worm. A few minutes later, his body fell to be caught by Mr. Diman. All teachers do ruqyah congregation. Ustadz Zaki led do’a, oddity occurred heard the sound of crying bu Bana in the follow up of other teachers.

Brukk_ The door of the mushola is wide open. Tuja stood on her waist showing off her arrogance and arrogance. He sentenced the association of unhealthy activities in the name of possession. The rude way of disbanding the teachers, ustadz and his comrades resembled people driving away.

“What the hell is this father mother? Oh there's ustadz and Mr. Diman. Why not confirm to me if there is a meeting? Is it deliberately set in hiding?” tuja said by raising her head.

“Sorry sir, I was called a father/mother teacher. Sorry if you mind me here. I beg pamit”ansi ustadz Zaki with a smile.

“Is he crazy? Mr. Tuja is really a man of no manners” Wala muttered.