Suddenly Chased by Satan
Trance
But, it turned out that the hand was holding both my shoulders again strongly.
I held it and twisted it while muting the body turned out to be someone's hand.
"Bak Luri?" muttered.
I took my hand off for a moment.
"Sory, I twisted earlier. It's ngagetin!"
Luri diem. His eyes looked at me without blinking. Feeling something strange, I tried to keep my distance from the wooden woman who could potentially snatch Ridho's hand from me.
"The mother is healed? if it's healed wait here, I call Ridho and Rahman," I said alesan's nyari-nyari so to escape from here.
"Why?" ask Mbak Luri.
"Just wait here, let me go there .. yes, ta-tadi.." I'm hard to say, let alone squirm his eyes that look at me sharply.
"So what?" luri Mbak nanya back.
"No need to go there, you're here." continued Luri whose language began to strange.
"Ehm," I can only cough, but my eyes are alert.
Little brother pulls one corner of his lips, crispy uh creepy. I'm a little bit backwards pretty.
But...
Tadaaaa!
His eyes immediately glanced cynically!
Fix, mbak Luri again this tranauuuukan. I have experienced this problem. It's a real, unprovoked experience. I'm still traumahhhhh in the pontang-pantingin, really.
Ayang Ridho where the hell, please aing in the day ya aampuun. Actually, I should have been with the kangmas, if I think I should what?
Luri walked one step at a time. I don't want to lose either, I back off a little bit.
He got closer I turned around and intended to run but darling a thousand dear. Hope lives hope because the long black hair and as tall as the horse I was pulled instead with delicious.
"Mbakkkk took off my hair, this is not mine! pedes tau no scalp Iaaaaaaaa!!!!!!" I insist puuuuoool.
"Hahahahhaaha, time anyway?"
"Here I go back!" my hand tried to reach his head but it could not, he was behind me my hand was like something wasted.
And...
Braaaaac!!!!!
He pushed me into a tree.
"Welloooooohhh!" I screamed, I felt my head was broken.
"Yurkahoooo!" there was the voice of someone very familiar.
"Cousin brother?" I doubt because now his figure looks like a double. Yes I stretched Mr. Karan in two.
"Nggaak .. no, there can be no Karan sir! this must be the demon that incarnated Mr. Karan!"
I backed off while holding my bloody head.
"Hahaahaha!" mbak Luri laughed, she staggered.
"The devil has no morality! my idol knows!" I mengedumel, the sound of his shrillness makes my head more dizzy.
"Yurvaaaa!" call Mr. Karan again.
"Why are you guys on my ass? what am I wrong?"
Slowly my sense of urination decreases changing the feeling of twitching in the eel. The figure of Karan's originally double pack is now single.
"I thought something must be wrong! what kind of man has he left you here alone!" mr. Karan was in front of me, he stretched his hand so that the figure of Mbak Luri could not reach me.
"What is the devil's father?" I nul-nul his shoulder. This mastiin is a real person or just my hallucination.
"Oh my God, you can't be different about which demon people are?" mr. Karan is out fiercely.
"Where can it be different? no one can be possessed by demons!" my answer.
"Or lest I dream again because I accidentally overslept!" my continue.
THE PLAAAKKK!
THE PLAAAAKK!
I slap my own face back and forth!
"Aaaawhhh! bego akhatt!" I was angry at my own hands because of the tightness of the nabok.
"That means it's real!" I hold my hot cheek.
If this is real, how can Mr. Karan come here. How could?
"He who?" ask mr. Karan.
"Which one is he?"
"This woman...!"
"He, mbak Luri. The length of the description, which he clearly possessed, he lashed me!" my spoken.
"THAT'S NOISY!" yelled Luri, she's messing with her hair.
And ran towards us, but Mr. Karan immediately pushed me away.
Sat set sat set.
Apparently there are some people approaching us. They've got Luri.
"Aaaarghhh lepaas! lepaaaaass!" mbak Luri rebel. But since the number of people holding him was quite a lot, he could not be so warty.
One of them took out a rope and tied Luri's mother to a tree. I don't care about it.
"Don't! don't be tied up like that!" I said.
However tied it certainly feels sick, do not have the wriggling so even though now the position is currently inhabiting raga mbak Luri.
"Don't be tied to a tree! just tie his hands and feet so he doesn't move!" mr. Karan's orders.
"Good, Master!" said one of his bodyguards adek cousin.
"Aarrrrghhhh!"
I wriggled them, while the woman was still screaming and trying to untie the bond that seemed to be in vain.
"Are you okay?" ask mr. Karan. He rubbed the blood that ran down my temple.
"Aawhhhhh! pain, don't touch!" I'm holding Karan's hand.
"You're bleeding!" he continued, he showed blood stuck to his finger.
"Bring the medicine box over here, quick!" mr. Karan yells at the four people guarding Mr. Luri.
"Aarrrrrghhhhhh, lepaaass!" mbak Luri is crying again.
Someone opened the bag he was carrying and took out a medicine box.
"This, sir!" the man thrust a box at his fierce boss who was not favoritism.
"Sit down!" get cousin adek.
I'm sick, because my head hurts to hit a tree as big as gaban.
"If I hadn't followed you, you would've been harmed by that woman!" Mr. Karan started cleaning my wounds with a liquid that felt sore, aing almost fainted from his pain.
"Aawhhh!" I grimaced at our kesakita .
"It's so fucking Ridho! leave a human like you here!" said Mr. Karan who daritadi ngoceh mulu parrot, he intended to put plaster on my eel but failed because...
"AAAAAAAARRGHHHHH!" mbak Luri shouted and untied her hands and feet.
The four people are Karan sir's bodyguards immediately catch Luri's brother but one by one iru men are lifted and thrown just like that until they are sprawled.
I gawked, because a woman who might have such power.
"Young, awassss...!" I pointed to Luri who had run towards us with a wooden stick.
BRAAAAKK!
I pushed Karan's pack aside.
"Yurvaaaa!" yell sir Karan.
BRRAAAAAAAC!
The wood hit the tree behind me because I avoided moving to the side.
I'm trying to escape. But mbak Luri did not stay silent, knowing her target wanted to run away she also pulled my hair again.
Why demons in any part of the earth most demen mengjambak my hair that I have been hard-earned to take care of in such a way.
"Let'soooooooo!"
Taps!
Taps!
Taps!
There were footsteps running from a distance approaching towards me.
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