The Angkara Murka
The Forty Five Soldiers Book
The face of the female ghost figure was changing like a pile of three to five movie cliches of different people. His eyes and nose shadowed, present and disappearing. The place where his mouth was, was now just a bottomless dark hole. I don't know where his voice came from when he spoke.
"Goei ... Pulangg...! They kill...!!!"
Soelastri's echoes are not of Earth origin, perhaps of a different dimension. The voice was inhumane even though Mr. Jerry could complete every word that was spoken clearly. It is as if the language of the kuntilanak is formed from taste and emotion, not from sound and its forming organs. The proof, strange words as if it requires interpretation of the meaning entered through, stuck, torn, and shredded Mr. Jerry's heart.
Jerry again felt that fear. When the human soul comes into contact with the presence of an astral or supernatural figure, the whole heart and mind are shaken.
Before long, Soelastri was no longer able to withstand his human form.
His head turned back to its original position. Mr. Jerry could hear the breaking of bones, especially when the body of the former girl flipped. His hands and feet held his body in the position of kayang, although his head still stared at Mr. Jerry.
Soelastri retreated, got out of the car and disappeared into the darkness.
Mr. Jerry's heart rate is too fast seemed to want to escape from his sockets and jump the rate out of his body.
In front there, behind the fog that is mounting and is opening, there are several male figures walking slowly towards the sedan Mr. Jerry's car that is still burning.
The figures dragged long machetes. The distinctive sound of metallic noise rubbed with screeching asphalt.
The figure of the man who walked ahead of the mysterious entourage was a young man who had died and come back to life, creeping out of hell. He also, seven years ago, while still young green, also enjoyed the view of Soelastri's body in the same cottage as Mr. Jerry.
That man is none other than Yudi.
Yudi narrowed his eyes due to the light of the car lights, looking at the car with Mr. Jerry still frozen in it. He brandished a long machete with rust at the base of his blade towards Jerry who also looked back at him from behind the wheel.
Mr. Jerry's instincts splashed down on the words of Soelastri ... "Go, go home, they, kill ..."
Suddenly he pulled the gear rod and stepped on the gas, rewind the car and turned back.
The sound of a loud tire squeak sent a signal to Yudi and the other Pendekar Village youths to speed up their steps, half running.
Like a gazelle who felt threatened by a pack of wolves, Mr. Jerry was ready to push the gas pedal and leave the place. He was preparing to close the car door in the front seat of passengers who were not closed Mr. Norman when he remembered that Mr. Norman himself and Setya were still outside.
Mr. Jerry really wants to be stupid and care about the devil. He was not very familiar with his two neighbors. He was also caught off guard by the attitude of Mr. Norman who he knew loved the challengers and adored his image and physical image. Moreover, Setya who pretended to be involved in the world of modernity and worship logic.
Goddamnit! But it turns out he still can't leave them. He did not have their irritating nature, let alone evil.
Jerry opened the car door and got out. His eyes saw two sprawled bodies faint a few steps away from him.
Yudi and his entourage kept approaching. Eve killed the pitch black on their backs and heads.
Goddammit! Condemn Mr. Jerry.
He pulled Setya's lighter body first, then put it in the back seat. Mr. Jerry then ran toward Mr. Norman's body without closing the door.
The kuntilanak crawled upside down near the body of Mr. Norman who was flattened.
This time Mr. Jerry who was shocked half dead seemed to want to faint as well.
The words again sounded as if they were formed and born from the air.
Mr. Jerry rubbed his chest quickly. "Yes, yes, Lastri. I-i know. But if you keep surprising me like that how can I go?" abugn.
Kuntilanak creeping kayang Soelastri crawled backwards and lost on the side of the road, behind the grove of oil palm trees.
Mr. Jerry looked back, heard the foot scraping and the machete friction on the asphalt getting closer.
He lifted up Mr. Norman's body.
It barely moves!
Incredibly heavy, thought Mr. Jerry.
He took a breath and reused his strength to drag Mr. Norman.
In a few steps, Yudi and the others would have already reached where he was. Some youths had even raised their machetes into the air in a slashing position. It was clear what would happen to him if they managed to reach towards him.
Finally, Mr. Jerry managed to get to the car and put part of Mr. Norman's body into the front seat. He later regretted that Mr. Norman should have just piled up behind with Setya, because the length of the body of Mr. Norman who was heavy and unconscious could not fit and could not be folded.
But late. Yudi and his entourage just jumped towards his sedan car.
So Mr. Jerry let Mr. Norman's feet still hang outside, although not reaching the asphalt.
He turned forward, got into the wheel.
Parang Yudi smashed the windshield of the car behind him, just as he closed the door.
Jerry was screaming like crazy.
He tried to push to insert one tooth, but his gear stick became rebellious and so annoying, unwilling to be ruled.
Mr. Jerry heard two more blows to the windshield of his car.
The gear stick goes into position. Jerry stepped on the accelerator like he was killing a mouse.
Tires squeaked and cars roared, driving away from the entourage of Yudi and his colleagues who almost managed to make Mr. Jerry, Mr. Norman and Setya a corpse.
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
Yudi was upset that he could not catch his victim. He was eager to feel his sharp machete blade tearing at the skin and tearing at human flesh, or severing all his bones. It feels so satisfying and fun.
Yudi spread his gaze around. In between the morning about to yawn, he saw Soelastri crawling out of the darkness like a shy puppy facing his master.
Yudi squinted his eyes then smiled cynically and snorted, "You're Soelastri, aren't you? I don't know what you're doing so those people can escape. Whatever your relationship with one of those people is, I don't want to take care of it. But once again I find you're not helping us catch the people from the house, even in hell I'll enjoy your blazing body being roasted!" threaten Yudi's.