Perverted : Terror!
The Orchestra of Death

The night before..

16:32 Hours

"Have they gone from there?" Ask sir with a worried face.

"The boy had a symbolic SMS earlier. But the symbok also does not know what it is yet. What do you want to start right now?" Ask with a serious face.

"Good mbok." Followed by pak hadi steadily.

Then mbok yem with a limp, rushed up to the top floor and forced open a room that had never been opened by anyone. The room is located right at the end of Pak dito's room.

Meanwhile, the pack hadi as soon as possible took his blind motorbike and immediately rushed to the place that had been promised. The passionate longing became a special encouragement for the middle-aged man with a bushy mustache.

"After this, I'll take the symbols and the rida away from here. Of course b*jing*n won't let me live if I find out I messed up the plan." Batin hadi raging.

With full of energy, the man pulled out his old motorbike splitting the village streets that were quite crowded. The long journey he will go through in order to achieve the word happy.

Back in the big house..

Brrakk!!

"Finally open!. hmmm what is this smell.. Astarghfirullah... You devil-hearted human!!." Mbok yem yelled so loud. He fell down so shocked.

The smell of frankincense, incense and foul smell come together through the smell of mbok yem instantly. In front of him is now emblazoned a body that has dried up perfectly. It is jet black with an unfriendly smell. The figure that had been wrapped in a pocong was hanging in the middle of the room. Things that almost make mbok yem hangers because he was so surprised.

"I need to find that damn talisman immediately." Mbok yem said a little shudder when he had to pass through the strange hanging pocong.

His eyes kept watching every corner of the room filled with unusual objects.mbok yem then lit some candles because it was quite difficult to see with pitch dark conditions. Until finally after a little searching, even mbom yem had to crawl under the table, not in vain effort. Finally mbok yem found a white bundle that was wrapped quite neatly. Buntelan with a very thick smell of jasmine.

Hihihih... Hihihih...

Suddenly a laughing voice sounded. Mbok yem has to swallow his own saliva. Sweat as big as corn seeds just came out of his forehead and cheeks. It's not wrong anymore, it must be the incarnation of yani. Kuntilanak stump!!

"Yani.it's me yani. I'm Siyem, your best friend. I'm here to help you yani. So you can go quietly." Mbok yem lirih.

Hihihih... Jlaaapp..

In the room that was only illuminated by the candle, a faint figure with his head facing back but his body facing forward. The fishy smell of blood suddenly burst forth. Instead of being afraid, Mbok yem even cried softly at the condition of yani like that. Seemed tears streaming down his wrinkled cheeks.

"O God, know yani. It's me Siyem." Yem tried to approach the figure with blood like the fountain.

Suddenly the devil's hand turned 180° his head. Now the head that has almost broken is facing toward mbok yem. That shattered face slowly faded away. Change the look with a beautiful appearance that now leads to tears.

"Siem." The big voice echoed clearly.

"Already, stop all yani. Go away quietly. Forget all your grudges with dito. Just so you know, your grudge is what dito uses to use you. He cunningly uses you for his own sake." The mbok yem.

"Look at this yani." Mbok yem.

"After this, I will make sure your body will soon be properly buried.I beg you to help me."

Quickly mbok yem opened the bundle violently. Clumps of land directly scattered indeterminate direction. There was a piece of hair and some pocong straps that already looked seedy. Without further ado, yem immediately burns the hair and flowers that have been seen to dry.

Whoooss...

"Te-accept.. Siamy."

Slowly the figure that had been sculpting was getting faded with time. That angry face had now slowly become even cooler. The eyes of mbok yem sparkled to see the departure of his best friend who was slowly distracted into dust. There was a hint of pride from his heart. The thing he had been waiting for for a long time.

The stocky lady then walked out of the room to leave as soon as possible. Something that he and Pak hadi do, is something that can make pak dito angry. If you choose to stay, you can be sure if they will pay a high price. Even their own lives can be threatened with just a snap of the finger of the dito sir. The woman with the stocky body seemed to be shoved out of the room, but suddenly..

Bruhaakk... Ckllkekk..

(The sound of the door is closed and in the lock quickly)

Haven't seen what happened and who locked the door, all of a sudden..

Dooorr!!!!! W**!!!

Two gun blasts echoed through the room. The body that had begun to age collapsed helplessly when two hot lead lodged right on his shoulder and left abdomen. Dar*h was standing on the floor covered in carpet. The body started floundering trying to hold on to stay conscious.

"It turns out to be true my guess. You did plan all this with Mr. Hadi. Just so you know, I've been watching you guys for a long time. You should be able to think clearly before doing a futile deed like this. Hahaha.." kelakar. The quiet-looking man turned out to be just as cruel as his employer.

The body of mbok yem increasingly looks weakened, his own breath began to sound ruffled. His eyes faintly looked at the silhouette of the man slowly walking over to him. The clattering of the footprints from his shoes was like a sign that the imminent death would come for him. However, the woman did not seem to have given up. He got up with trembling feet holding the sting. With the remnants of the power he had, he tried to seize, claw, hit the man who moments ago shot himself blindly.

Syyyuuutttt. cting...

The effort of someone who is already on the verge of death. Finally had to succumb to a swing in return from someone who had more energy than him.

Bruuukkk...

"Based on a stupid woman!" A hard kick in the stomach, making mbok yem must be toppled backwards. Until accidentally nudged the candle that still shimmered.

Until shortly, a muzzle of a still-warm weapon felt stuck right on the forehead of the woman who had just fallen down. And..

The dorrrr!!!!

The thick-bodied woman's head exploded instantly. Blood was pouring down on each side of the room. Fractions of his skull were even scattered around the room. The man smiled again cynically when he saw the head that was no longer shaped. Meanwhile, the candle that had fallen was now even spread quickly burning carpets, bed linen and blankets that are very flammable. Totok tried to extinguish it but his efforts even more severe conditions.

Just as he was about to exit the locked door, suddenly the totok memory was diverted. His memory returned a moment ago when he collided with mbok yem. The moment where the key he was holding fell and he then kicked mbok yem hard. That vicious face instantly turned pale.

Amidst the rising fire, the man tried to bang the door in front of him with all his might. But isn't that all a waste? Everything is slow and painful. The body of the totok bit by bit terp*nggang alive until finally mingled into ashes.