Perverted : Terror!
Plans??

"Red kuntilanak, the dedemit you saw the other day. I already know the story all from the symbok. He's usually like that because he may not have received the blood clot for a long time or his offerings were late." Obviously mr. hadi.

"In the meantime, we get confused. Kuntilanak's the dito sir's pet? Which turns out all this time gita kasih sesajen it for satan?" Gita tried to ask for more explanation.

"Yes, you think to yourself how can that man fold his fortune to such a great extent in such a short time? And again.. The fact is even crazier, the kuntilanak was also his first victim. That's the sister of Dito himself." Said Mr. Hadi again lit a cigarette again. The night felt late. The wall clock shows eleven o'clock in the evening. The cold is increasingly wet skinning the pain of bone joints. Mbok yem was back to sit after a while ago took a snack of boiled leather nuts as their friend told me.

"Whatt??? Mean sir?" Said Gita again surprised to hear the speech of pak hadi.

"The figure you saw was the incarnation of the older sister dito. Simbok certainly knows him well. He's also the one who carries the job symbol in the house of bu sandra. He is a good friend of symbok. He was the first person to be killed by his younger brother. Mbok Yem remembered very well, it was Friday in the middle of the rainy season. When mbok yem has just arrived at the market, just one step out of angkot. We see a crowd of people who are clustered under the bridge crossing. An unusual crowd happened. Out of curiosity, symbok try to follow a closer look."

"A curious feeling that must be expensive pay symbols for life. Even until this moment the symbol is still shadowy. There was a woman's body with a head that was almost broken and a face that was not because of being lifted into the ambulance. Simbok immediately realized with the clothes on the body figure. A shirt similar to yani's last night. Understandably, the house was not that big. We both slept in the same room. Yes, the woman's clothes are indeed very similar to yani. Brother of dito and friend of the struggle mbok yem."

"Because yem yem mbok reason revolted, you don't want to think bad first, right? finally, try yani phone phone phone call with mbok yem. Mbok yem listen carefully. Suddenly, a loud ringing rang out from the pocket of the pants m*yat. All eyes were automatically fixed on the voice. Until that second, Yem's heart was completely crushed. Can't believe my best friend had to die that way." The mbok yem.

The Gita who heard that only listened with a face that was also tense.

"Police said if the victim indicated bun*h themselves by jumping from the bridge crossing. His head was hit by asphalt first to cause the victim tew*s in place. But I don't just believe in that. I know what yani's nature is. He's a man who's always been cheerful. Even if there was a problem, I'm sure he wouldn't just give up in such a despicable way." Mbok Yem.

"And now it is the turn of my wife and child who will be made victims of his heretical ritual." Chirps pak hadi.

"Haaa??!"

"Sssstttt... Don't be so tight! it's night.the rida, my daughter-in-law or the wife of my son, the hadi. secretly sealed by dito in the shaman's house tomorrow you will definitely be invited there. At first we did not know if he was in the room and thought if Rida stopped, because at that time he had just quarreled with hadi. However, because it had been almost three days there was no news and his family there was equally not knowing. We immediately panicked and reported to the police. A month, two months, three months passed still no word from Rida. Until finally, there was an employee before you who leaked the thing that had been hidden in the dito. He clearly told a wide story. How the fate of Rida who turned out we just knew she was pregnant with the daughter of the hadi, in telling me about how rida was kidnapped and sealed in the shaman's house."

"However, since the day of Eid last year, the employee has never been seen again. Mr. Dito reasoned if he quit his job and went back to his village." Follow mr. hadi.

"Then, if indeed pak hadi know if pak hadi's wife is in the middle and wants to be made a tumbal, why is pak hadi silent? Pak hadi is big and tall. Open the difficult thing to beat the small-bodied dito kan sir. Then why involve me who is obviously a woman." Gita protests.

"I'm not asking you to save my own son and wife." Said pak hadi. His voice sounded vibrating. His shoulders shook holding back the stifled pill. How much pain did he experience? to make the male bongsor body was able to cry sobbing.

"I'm just asking for help. When you were with my wife. Tell him I love him so much. And I promise I'll save her later."

"We'll try to get rid of the rida from there the gita. This is our only chance. Five more days of the red full moon will occur. If we're a little late, Rida's life can't be helped anymore." Mbok yem. His eyes seemed to be begging the gita again.

"But, how is mbok?" Ask gita back. The question made the two quiet.

Uhukkk..

By holding back fear, mbok yem tried to hold the head of Pak hadi who was half-slung on the floor. Until finally..

Uhukk... Chum...

"Fucking poo! I almost died because I was stuck! huuffft.." Gerrutu pak hadi's. The two women were suddenly overwhelmed with wonder.the two could only sit limply withstanding the stifled feeling of the mangkel.

"Eat him! If you eat the beans in the open first. Eat nuts with the skin." Ketus mbok yem while hitting hard on Pak hadi's shoulder.

"Hehehe.. sorry mbok."

"Yes, sir hadi! Make a hanger!" Gutter gita added.

The atmosphere was warm between the three of them. Gita who had not liked the figure of Pak hadi, now more familiar. The atmosphere is melting as time goes on. They tell each other, laugh, and moan together in a bond that has just been formed.

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Time goes back. The clock shows at 4 a.m. The dawn will soon be on. The eyes of the gita feel very heavy. Last night with mbok yem and pak hadi made him have to sacrifice his rest. Lucky he could just go back home before he woke up. Currently, it looks dito sir who is preparing to heat his car.

"Gita, you'll come with me later. You help me clean up my house in the next village." Said Mr. Dito said to the gita who was helping mbok yem prepare breakfast. Seen a smile striped in the corner of the lips mbok yem. His eyes were seen meeting the Gita's eyes.

"Yes sir."

"You are ready first. Oh yea. Hasn't Sandra gone home yet?" Ask mr. dito.

"To know I haven't come home sir." Answer mbok yem.

"Oh." Answer the short dito then leave the two women.

Short time, according to what was said by pak hadi. Finally the gita and pak dito went both to the place that has been talked about, mr. Dito this morning. Gita herself does not know where sir Dito will take her. A little bit of anxiety controlled his heart. Although the eyes of the gita are so heavy to withstand drowsiness, he tried as hard as possible awake. He can't be careless one bit. Until finally the car sir dito through the streets of his village. Gita eyes open wide. Street nostalgia that is not foreign to him makes the gita increasingly miss his family.

Seen in a corner corner of the road that is familiar to him, there are some residents who are crowded around the yellow line installed by the police. There were also some policemen who were seen standing guard there. Makes a little bit of a traffic jam for both.

"What's so crowded??" Gita lirih.