Opung Tolu's
Unang mardalan

Cemetery in the cloudy sky layer, heavy rain along with lightning makes the mourners and pallbearers forced to take shelter. The night was gripping, whispers of people talking about Sika's body were horrendous. The shroud is bloody, making a clay hole like a bloody pond. Sika's body was floating on the surface. Although the bloody water was drained, but still the heavy rain flooded the grave. Feeling the heart slashed, his cry could not be held in his urge to embrace the wife. Ustad and some other parents asked him to take Sika. Heavy heart put the corpse of the wife into a pool of bloody water.

The mud covered her body, as if she had karma for what she had made in her entire life. Who would have thought that all the whispers of people say that during Sika's life must have done the worst mistake so that his body became unaccepted by the earth?

Parmo shouted to say my name, everyone was shocked when the fog ran out of the public cemetery. Ustadz and two old men pulled Parmo's hand in the parking lot, one of the other old women still busy calming down Parta.

“Pak Parmo, we'll talk about the case tomorrow. We should go home each because the weather is getting worse” said ustadz.

“Good ustadz.”

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Without the presence of motherhood, the world is not radiant and the sun is no longer warm. Breath and void space, wanting to cry blood all sense of regret along with deep disappointment. It is true that all the diseases are cured, remaining holes blackish round disease all over the body.

The next day, ustadz, the village tips and pak lurah came to Parmo's house. They remembered the incident of several residents who disappeared within a distance before entering the month of suro precisely in the corn plantation area. In the unkempt house, Parmo refused to clean the floor or tidy up the scattered objects. The guests were not served drinks or tea. Parmo's blank eyes returned the greetings of the incoming guests waiting for him to make a sound and explained all the sitting problems.

“Pak Parmo, please tell us about the death of Ms. Sika. Sorry if we are rude and would like to interfere with your family matters. I heard a dangerous creature that was said last night” said ustadz.

“True sir, maybe this has something to do with the mystery of the citizens who lost” said one of the village tips.

Parmo explained the storyline to them, once in a while Parta was given a cynical throw by one of the village tips. The figure stamped as an ungodly child resulted in the death of his own mother. Everyone who heard Parmo's story scratched a half-dead shocked expression.

“Bisaster! Our village will perish!” say one of the other village tips.

“Astagfirullah al’adzim. Naudzuhbillah minzhalik, may we all be protected by Allah subhanahu wata’ala” said the ustadz.

“Pak Parmo, if you agree then we should do studies in a row to send do’a to almarhumah. May his spirit calm in nature sana” said ustadz added.

“Then tomorrow we just start the event do;a together, ustadz please help me.”

Parmo tried to hold back the tears that were spilled, Sika was no longer in the company of his day. She was completely devastated and lost the role of the woman who loved her so sincerely. So it can be concluded at their gathering today, my presence that the head putung transformed into the old grandmother made the residents restless. People who heard from Parmo, the crowd went to carry the torch in the middle of the night to the location he said.

“That's her home in my lady! Let's burn down the house!” shouted the citizens.

In an instant, the fire burned the house along with its contents. The figure of the head putung saw his house burning makes him become very angry. There was still his body left there, he memorized every face that damaged the house and burned his body. Moreover the two roles of the black-clothed shaman wearing a blankon hat stared at him hanging on top of the tree.

“Grrrr, Stthh” strange sounds from my figure.

He bit the necks of the two in turn and attacked the other citizens. My appearance that stifles the body and suddenly makes them run away in disarray. Three residents sought refuge in Tolu's house, jumped over the gate and knocked on the door very hard.

Dor, dor, dor (Sound banging on door).

“Who knocked on the door so hard?” ask mbok Heni.

“Don't know mbok, my son Sagala also this night did not stop crying. My feelings become erratic” replied Mariam.

Tolu asks Mariam to stay at home because they will be very busy taking care of Ani's wedding party suddenly. Tohfa has asked Tolu to speed up the process of applications, weddings and parties on the same day.

The mbok opened the door, the three men entered in a hurry . The frightened eyes stared outwards. “To_to_please us!”said fat man.

“Bu, help me. There's a putung head attacking us!” said the skinny guy.

“What's uproar mbok?” tanya Tolu went down the stairs.

The three men kneeled together two palms. Weldering and dragging his feet, Tolu pulled the ends of the three men's shoulders with his own hands.

“Go! You burned the creature's house. It's the second time you've hurt half-supernatural nations. Wouldn't burning my house the other day be a valuable lesson?” the word Tolu threw them into the courtyard of the house.

He slammed the door, locked it tightly without letting anyone out. Hearing Sagal's cry, Tolu told Mariam to give clear water from her room to be rubbed all over her child's body. Togar knowing the problems that occur at home, he rubbed his wife's shoulders slowly.

“Sayang” Togar speech stopped when receiving Tolu's hand-pump.

He headed for his storage room, Tolu felt a very strong black magic flying around the house. The sound of the screams of the three men seeing the appearance of kuyang, Ani woke up looking from the window curtain. Didn't expect there to be a creature head flying outside the house. Hiding the face behind the curtains, watching the figure of the head of the putung suck and tear the pira at home. Ani covered her mouth, she picked up al qur’an on the table while hugging him.

“Mati” said it echoed in the air.

Tolu maximum against the attack of the head figure who will approach Ani. In another realm, Tolu and the head of the fighting dragon fiercely threw attacks without stopping. Tolu rubbed red mustika aids, the help of the demon lord managed to expel meyang.

“I'll be back! No one can beat me!” said the head putung.

I was present in every unexpected place. Sometimes he looks like an ordinary man. The one who succeeded in being fooled disappeared again. Their bodies and souls are taken to another realm forever.