Mystery of Grandma's House
Bolo Kurowo

We are again preparing for the second attack that will be launched by the cursed creature. I decided to join in helping the Didik mas who had already started attacking first. Now our position is two against one. Let's see how tough you are butosengkolo!

"Let me help you!" My love.

"OK, but don't bother me, keep your focus and pray for your Lord. It could already be a great additional power that was already more than enough." Reply to Didik.

"I'm the head, you're the body, okay??" Imbuh didik whispered.

"Now!"

With all my strength and mas Didik ran around in different directions to attack the demit. Hope the demit will lose focus and concentration.

Syuuttt....

Slushhhhh....

"Maaaatiiiiii kauuu "my cry that now pierced with a keris right in the big belly of the red protruding-eyed creature. While the Didik mas attack is able to be tackled easily.

"My-me-fearless!!!!"

Bruuakkk....

A quick swing of punch towards me managed to make me bounce back. It stopped after a few meters to the ground. My head immediately felt dizzy because of it. I tried to get up again.

We continue to sell attacks. However, the damned creature continued to stand firm. While we were slammed in here and there. Apparently this time butosengkolo really seriously faced us. The impact of the Didik mas that had just been caught and thrown far away to hit the ground quite hard.

"You all right?!" I asked the Didik mas who fell on the ground.

"Come on, bro" he said, standing on his sword. Our bodies were all dirty in the wet ground the rest of the rain overnight.

"Hahaha!!! Looks like you lost your big mouth, boy!!"

The echoing sound of the butokolo made us shudder. Apparently two against one was not enough to subvert him quickly. And even we have almost lost our energy because of it.

"Looks like we need help bro.we can die together if we do.I can't do it, he's too strong!" Said mas Didik rather stingy.

"Haha!!!! You big mouthed Kep*rat boy!!! Ahahaha!!!"

Crassshhhhhhhhhc......

"Aaaaaargggghhhh"

Erang the creature was quite surprising both of us who are still sculpting here. A long gaping wound on his body, just like before black blood flowed out from between the exposed skin. This time the smell was getting rotten making me who was in a long distance still able to smell it. Makes me feel very nauseous for a moment.

"Are you guys okay?" Asked someone to jump down from one of the branches of the tree lightly.

It looks like an old man with a long beard who is completely bleached. But his stature is still strong with black clothes attached to his lower upper body and blangkon that adorns his headstone. The look in his eyes was very sharp looking at the butokolo who was still grimacing because of a deep wound even though I was not able to see exactly what objects were able to create wounds along it.

"Hahaha, how dare you interfere again!! hey old Bangka!!!" The creature snapped in a high tone. It shakes the small trees around it.

"I think I came at the right time! Hahaha" cried the mysterious old geezer loudly.

"It looks like you're not afraid of dying yet Kep*rat!!!" hardik butokolo's.

"Shut up!! Shut your rotten mouth! Apparently the angel of death is still reluctant to uproot your life, let me alone help him uproot your life! Hahaha" between the grandfather was increasingly making butokolo glare unhappy.

"It seems I regret letting you go and letting you live first, I should have pissed you off until you died!!!!!" Shouted butokolo got up and flew away trying to step on the old man who was still standing on standby on the spot.

Bluuughhhhh....

The giant foot only hit the ground and created a weak shock wave. However, losing fast and nimble with the mysterious old man.

Crassshhhhhhhhhhc....

"Arggggghhhhhhh!!"

A quick slash at the feet of the beast was precisely done mas Didik to help the stranger. Making the giant butosengkolo who lives hundreds of years and likes to eat lost souls is really cornered.

"Kep*rat!! Come out my wives!!!" Shouts of butosengkolo again filled the forest around us.

"Be careful not to get caught in their saliva! It's very poisonous. It can melt our faces in minutes!" The warning from the old man made my alertness slightly increase.

"You face only my wives. We'll meet next time and I'll make sure you'll be our fine meal!!! Ahhaha!" Hardik butokolo got up and flew so lightly left the three of us who were already surrounded by horror.

"Basic devils cunning!!!!" Gerutu mas Didik's.

"don't go after!! we can finish him next time! now we have to get rid of them first!" the mysterious man snapped at Didik who was about to chase butokolo.

I really lost my energy this time. The fight with butokolo was quite draining and my physical body was already very exhausted.

"Mahesa you rest first. Let the battery and Didik settle the pocong-pocong here. You're pretty alert! They're so cunning!" Said the old man.

"Hiiii...Go teacher! We're taking out this disgusting creature!" Said Dadik amused to see some pocongs his face fell scattered on the ground.

"Teacher?!"

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Wulan was still pacing around in the living room of her house. His heart could not calm when he saw the message sent to him from the person who had been in his heart. Especially after hearing all the explanations from the father of the idol who was honest about the truth of his son.

His eyes continued to drip net water of worry. There was a sense of not wanting to lose in the depths of his heart. Wants him to follow. But where did Mahesa go? He just doesn't know for sure how dangerous that place is.

"Mother..." He returned with his tears. So slipping in his mother's arms.

"Have duked, we just pray for the best yes." said his mother calming.

"But Ma'am... Mas Mahesa is in danger ma'am.. Wulan was afraid.." said Wulan with a raging feeling.

"Sabar nduk cah ayu." said his mother gently stroked the rikma of her daughter.

It turned out that the words from his mother could not also dampen the turbulent taste in his heart. He continuously sobbed crying over a small frame. A photo of him and Mahesa on the beach the other day. Photos full of sweet memories that can either be repeated or not.

while lamenting in the tiredness of waiting...

dokk.dokk....

"Assalamualaikum" said several villagers who came in droves.

"Girishal"

"There's a wounded midwife! Justjust please. It looks like he's hurt bad." Said one of the local women.

"Where's the sir, Mom,?" Wulan asked who had just come out of the living room following her mother who opened the door.

"There's a garden by the river Bu!"

"Riverside?!" Pekik Wulan's.

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