The Angkara Murka
The Book of Tri Deshi Chapter Twenty-First
Irawan held his right ear. Blood flowed from between his fingers at the place where the ear was supposed to be; his ear was lost by the bite of one of the undead who attacked him. Handoko is dead with an unrecognizable face. Marwan was unconscious, he protected Lutfi whose three left fingers were broken. Only Pakde Narto is still in the prime. I don't know how many undead he cut off and smashed his head. But it's not enough. Pakde Narto could not have saved all those who were now pressed into the trees across the graveyard complex.
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The figure of the woman who Pakde Narto had seen in the Pratama river at midnight some time ago, now appears to burst from behind the bodies of the living who suddenly stopped and did not attack them again. Apparently the presence of the middle-aged woman seemed as an order for them to stop. The majestic appearance of the figure seemed to stop time anyway.
Pakde Narto smelled that stench again.
Irawan and Lutfi who were still conscious felt their bodies tremble violently. Not only because of the overwhelming fear, but also the fatigue and pain that attacked their muscles and bones. The air became burning, the sky darkened without the slightest crack like it was covered in a giant mosquito net in a dark.
The demonic woman was now clearly visible in the dark of the night, as if some supernatural power was shining down on her. His long hair reached the ground, with a flower ornament on his head. His waist and stomach were wrapped in a scarf cloth, the rest of which was layered covering the lower part of his body, while his chest was bare, showing a pair of long-hanging chest protrusions. A necklace with tooth ornaments and fragments of a human skull smashed his neck.
He looked at Pakde Narto with his burning pair of eyes, then smiled, revealing a row of blackened teeth. Thick blood came out through the sidelines of his teeth and dripped down his neck. Pakde Narto felt his body stretch, his book crashing in horror.
"Narto, my son," said the woman.
His voice was soft but froze the blood. Making anyone who hears it will feel his knees tighten, heart rate becomes fast, and blood ripples vying to attack the brain.
"You mastered the study of brajamusti apparently. How about I add your canoeing to the highest degree? You can't just smash these worthless heads, you can break a hill," the voice of the figure penetrated Pakde Narto's brain.
"Fuck-women, demon-devil, denizens of the crust of hell! Don't try to tempt me with that cheap persuasion of yours. It is you who I will destroy with my brajamusti" Pakde Narto replied in a loud voice.
The figure can read Pakde Narto's mind, even deeper into his feelings. Pakde Narto realized that his life and the young people who were with him were now on edge. The fear that was clumping at the end of his soul was deliberately forced into submission by the forced guts.
The horrible figure was actually able to read it so clearly that he laughed, screeching.
"My son, Narto. Forgive me. I just realized, not the science you want. What if I give you a girl?" said the figure with a look in the eye, full of temptations and mysteries.
Before long, that terrifying middle-aged female figure slowly turned into another completely different figure, a young girl.
Pakde Narto.
small-time.
Pakde Narto gulped, his jakun went up and down, sweat soaked his face, pained his eyes. That figure could completely enter his mind and open up everything stored in the depths of his deepest and darkest heart. He was eager to pull the cloth on the groin of the figure to see what was behind it.
"You can not only have a fourth young wife, I can provide more than that" the figure is now speaking in the body of a girl who was amazingly fond of Pakde Narto. "You just need to
give up this village. Give those boys. Give this village. Forget your three wives, you'll stand next to me and just say what you want, I'll give you," the girl still teases him.
The voice was so soft, so in line with what was in Pakde Narto's dirty brain. The silat teacher also had time to imagine the sound of ****** and the scream of the girl when her body slid deeply into the tiny body.
"Pakde ..., pakde ..., don't let your guard down. Pakde knows this female demon is teasing pakde, ‘kan? Don't get trapped. The life of this entire village is at stake, "Irawan who was originally the most timid, now who tried to resuscitate Pakde Narto after seeing the supernatural scenery in front of him.
The young girl laughed, "It's too late, Narto, my son. This village will no longer be able to save you. Save yourself. My offer won't last forever."
Pakde Narto stared fixedly at the girl's whole body with a fizzy. His teeth rattled, making Irawan become worried and the teacher's fear was tempted.
Pakde Narto glanced at Irawan, shook his head slowly, then exclaimed to the figure who is now a beautiful girl, "It is a pity that you are a demon," he said later.
Pakde Narto turned towards Irawan and Lutfi, "Go now to the village hall. Ask all citizens to leave Kaliabang. Bring a sharp weapon. Cut off the heads of every undead that's chasing you like I told you before,"
abugn.
Pakde Narto then took one of the undead heads lying on the ground and gave it to Irawan, "Take this as proof of what you're dealing with."
Irawan looked at Lutfi then took a piece of the head given by Pakde Narto. Without waiting any longer, Irawan ran as fast as he followed Lutfi into the darkness. The young man had calmed down Pakde Narto was able to fight his own passion. Not a playful temptation offered by the female demon.
On the opposite side, an ancient female demon figure in the body of a naked young girl covering her chest looked at Pakde Narto with anger. Geckos and lizards in trees and on the walls of the walls of the cemetery fence are falling dead. A viper suddenly appears along with a group of earth rats, scorpions, cockroaches and frogs. A foul smell floated in the air. The demon young girl's body loosened and turned rickety into a ready-made one. The bodies of the living again moved closer to Pakde Narto. Even the body of Handoko whose face had been shattered slowly stood up and went towards Pakde Narto with the crowd of other undead.