Opung Tolu's
Fatal

Dark and light are only approximations of the black and white color barrier. Most inherent is the layered darkness of fear, the thousands of pains and the ceaseless phenomenon of mystery.

A statement of crime will surely immerse the body into the deepest ground. Without cue crushes the bones and pain. Spreading magic, injuring innocent people, the man who once prided himself on thinking he had successfully locked Ani in. But the crime does not always go smoothly, although Sandro hires more than three shamans, all pellets and stoops for Ani have been successfully turned over by Tolu. His death was the answer to all his actions. Both of her parents found many photos behind her wardrobe. They are aware of the crime of the child especially strange.

“I was already suspicious that he was doing something crazy like this. Look at the consequences of fighting that shaman. The boy died until it burned and was terrible!” dodon.

“Already, please just let it go sir. Let our son be calm in nature. Hiks” says Mira suppresses crying.

“I will sue the shaman woman” said Dodon.

“Don't look for trouble again, our son is proven guilty” said Mira shaking her arm.

“He's a treasure we have. I don't accept it because Sandro died for the Tolu shaman!” dodon shouted.

He took some of the men to Tolu's house. There are eight executioners who intend to torture Tolu before taking him to prison.

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Sandro's body became a warm conversation even to the newspaper. Ani dropped a cup of hot coffee until it hit her leg. Shaken by the heat on the skin, he ran towards the water faucet located on the terrace of the yard near the yard, he immediately washed his feet.

“What's up brother?” ask Tolu.

“Nothing. Oh yes, from earlier I did not see the mbok, where did he go?” ask Ani.

“He's sick. Has he got a replacement for Mr Midi? Tolu asked as he watched Ani's agitated look on the face.

Working at the home of a shaman is a scary thing. Especially responding to the tragedy talked about by residents, namely Mr. Midi. Died tragically, people say that he must have been exposed to witchcraft and the science of the shaman's crimes. Or there are those who argue that Midi became the fall of Tolu's black magic.

Cring, cring (home phone call).

Ani ran up, there was no sound in the call. He hung up the phone, as he turned around to move a few steps back to the sound of the phone.

“Halo, who?” ani said a little annoyed.

A strange sound came out from within the call, the sound of a loud shrill laughter screeching the ears. He dumps the phone and runs to the room. The unseen disturbance endlessly bothered him. The mattress moves up to the ceiling of the room.

“Arghh!” yelled Ani scared.

Hearing Ani's screams from his personal space, Tolu stops the spell speeding up his search for Ani.

“Kakak, what happened?” ask Tolu.

“My chair lifted up to the top” said Ani moving staring around.

“Kak, take these scissors wherever you go” Tolu said thrusting into his hand.

The little black scissors that every night bathed the water spell. Ani felt the scissors feel a little hot.

“Thank you, I'll save it” Ani said.