SWAMP VILLAGE MAGGOTS
Mystery of blood.
A few days later, Pardi was increasingly haunted by guilt, every night he fell asleep dreaming of Bambang who wanted to ask for help so that his body was perfected, he said, Evana and Jansen accidentally help Bambang to get into the dreamland of Pardi every night.
"My friend's cardi please bury my body properly, I'm not mad at you as long as you tell my real mother, and my body is soon perfected". Bambang in Pardi's dream.
"Well Mbang, I'll tell your mother soon, I never mean anything bad to you, I'm sorry Mbang". Tukas Pardi broke into tears.
"I will definitely forgive you once my body can be properly buried, otherwise I will continue to haunt you at all times". Firmly Bambang while out of the dream of Pardi.
After that Pardi woke up with a breath that was wheezing, Pardi intended to tell everything to Bambang's mother, but Pardi did not have his mobile number.
I am tired of feeling guilty, not to mention that Bambang's spirit often comes to me directly or through my dreams, maybe I should go to the police station to report this case, Pardi murmured to himself.
Seen outside the house there was Rahmat sir who heard Pardi mutter, the man struggled to frown and think of something.
Gawat the Pardi bia recklessly reported the case of Bambang to the police, what should I do to stop him, the inner Mr. Grace in his heart.
Then Mr. Rahmat entered the mess house, and pretended not to know Pardi's intentions before, Pak Rahmat invited Pardi to shop at the market together, because that day there will be a lot of meatball orders, so Mr. Rahmat needs the help of Pardi to bring all his shopping items.
"Let's get ready to go to the market with me, lest we run out of ingredients to make meatballs". Obviously Mr. Grace by frowning him.
It seems that Mr. Grace is thinking of a way to stop Pardi, but his mind is deadlocked and evil deeds occur to harm him.
Did I crash Pardi right now, but that pocong will only take a life every night on Friday kliwon alone, then I have to kill Pardi so that he can be silent for good, mind sir Grace in his heart.
Then Pardi joined a motorcycle with Mr. Rahmat, they rode the motorcycle down the village streets that are still very quiet at three in the morning, then suddenly Mr. Rahmat turned his motorcycle to a vegetable plantation that was a bit far from his village.
"Loh sir, we mustard garden what to, not his in the market also there". Pardi exclaimed at the back.
"I will buy a lot of mustard vegetables, for today's order and for tomorrow's stock, so that it is more skewed the price we have to buy in his garden directly". Obviously Mr. Grace by hooking his two eyebrows.
Seemed Pardi did not suspect his boss at all, Pardi never thought if his master had bad intentions on him, even the spirit of Bambang did not follow Pardi at the time, Pardi, if something bad happens to Pardi only Rahmat sir who knows it.
Chiiit...
It was heard that Rahmat stepped on the brake suddenly, the motorcycle was parked under a large tree.
"You walk first, you go straight to the right and you'll see a hut by the side of the well, just wait there for a minute because I have to call the owner of the garden". Cetus Pak Rahmat who is still on his motorcycle.
Then Pardi stepped his feet unsuspecting, he walked casually while stretching the muscles in his body, and in the back there Mr. Grace was taking a knife in the motorcycle seat, he said, pak Rahmat intends to stab Pardi using a knife that is always stored in his motorcycle seat.
Then Rahmat rushed to follow Pardi who was in front of him, getting closer to his steps suddenly Pardi turned his body, looking at the face of his idol who looked angry with frowning.
What's with Mr. Grace, why does his face look like an angry person, the inner Pardi in his heart.
Jleeb...
Pardi groaned in pain but his legs were still standing on the ground, then Pak Rahmat stepped back to approach Pardi who walked backwards by holding his stomach that had been hollow because of the stab of his magic knife.
"Am able sir, what's my fault with you". Pardi blushed half grimaced with stomach pain.
"You think I don't know your intentions behind me huh, you want to report all of our actions to the police station right, thankfully I heard all of your words, otherwise you would have ruined my efforts, which I've built hard, until I have to do the selling ritual and topple Bambang's life". Tukas Pak Rahmat with a grin on his face.
"Ap apaa... So Mr. Grace who has overthrown the life of Bambang". Peek Pardi with a sharp breath.
"You think why Bambang suddenly died there, he shouldn't have died but you". Excited Pak Rahmat with ruffled waist.
Then Pardi was lying on the ground because he was no longer able to support his body.
Braaks...
"Even sir don't kill me, let me live sir, I promise I won't report everything to the police". Pardi lirih grimaced to endure the pain of his stomach.
"I wouldn't believe you Di, you'd rather die after your friend, so that my secret is safe with you until death picks you up". Seru Pak Rahmat cried while stabbing the knife that was held by his hand to the stomach of Pardi until finally Pardi died drenched in blood.
It appears that Mr. Rahmat breathed a long breath, after he managed to eliminate Pardi's life.
Finally my secret will be safe forever because you are gone, the inner Grace sir in his heart.
After that Mr. Rahmat dragged the lifeless body of Pardi to the back of the vegetable garden, with great effort, Rahmat managed to drag Pardi's corpse and began digging the ground to bury the corpse.
While Mr. Rahmat was busy digging the sound of dawn prayer that resounded, and the people around the garden had begun to wake up to worship, he said, in a hurry, Rahmat put Pardi's body into a hole that has not been too deep.
I can't take any chances, I'd better just put the body in this hole before anyone sees me, muttered Mr. Grace to himself.
After finishing burying Pardi's body into the hole, Rahmat sir rushed to leave the vegetable plantation, even though near the well there are still many traces of Pardi's blood scattered, he said, and Mr. Grace was too panicked that she forgot to clean it up.
Meanwhile, there are residents around who are preparing to leave for the mosque, and his house passes through the vegetable garden behind his house, then the residents intend to take ablution water first, he walked near the well where he used to take water.
But the man looked surprised when he saw the traces of blood splattered there, saw him scratching his head that did not itch, his mind was busy guessing what blood was splattered there.
Was there a person who slaughtered a chicken here, why was his blood not watered anyway, the inner man while drawing water in the well to flush the blood that was around him.
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