The Angkara Murka
The Book of Soldiers Verse of Enampuh Eight
William Tanata fell backward and fell. The figure of the wife is now bathed in blood. His bare shoulders until a pair of legs covered in red liquid. Jessica Wu's emotionless face was splashed with blood pouring down from her leaking head. Her beautiful straight hair was sticky by the blood anyway.
His pair of eyes came back saying, "GO NOW! I'M DEAD ALREADY! GO ... GO ...," over and over again.
William Tanata holds his head, trying to escape from his terrifying imagination.
"GO NOW! @)7 #7$@- ?@58! GO ... 034&8 ...," the pair of eyes continued to speak, making William Tanata's brain feel so noisy and crowded.
In front of his house, two young men led by Yudi from Kampung Pendekar had broken in. Easily, they trace the thick two-leaved door until it breaks from its hinges. Their half-rusted long machetes were dragged on the floor.
William Tanata opened his eyes. The wife's figure is invisible.
"GO!!!" litching Jessica Wu's scream was heard right at the side along with the bloody face of the figure stuck to her ears.
William Tanata rolled to the side in shock. But he stood up immediately. His breathing is hunting, his heartbeat is racing.
"I'm not afraid of you, honey. I'm your husband!" the William Tanata.
William Tanata knew that the figure that appeared before him was probably a spirit, a ghost, an unsettled spirit that was indeed very frightening. But he missed his dead wife too much. Jessica Wu drove her crazy all this time because of her absence. So when the figure suddenly came back before him, William Tanata seemed not to want to let go again, no matter what the shape.
Almost the blade of a machete slashed at William Tanata's head if his body was not pulled firmly.
William Tanata forced his consciousness from his multiplied confusion. He looked towards the figure that pulled him hard earlier: in a red and pale white mask crouched down beside him.
That figure is not the ghost of his wife.
Sarti had already opened her inner eyes and saw the ghost of a Chinese woman in red clothes as red as a blood splash all over her body standing at the end of the room. Two young men clutching a long machete smiled cunningly at him after one of the stabs towards William Tanata had failed.
"You should have heard your wife saying to go" Sarti flatly told William Tanata behind his banner mask. His right hand passed a glittering celurit.
The empowered Sarti melted his body like a lightning bolt. Celuritnya immediately memapras broke the arm of the young man Kampung Pendekar who almost read William Tanata earlier. Not finished there, when the young man's intact arm still grasping the long machete fluttered on the floor, Sarti slashed the young man's chest with an unexpressed force. The young man's chest was uncovered spilling blood and the inside of his body.
Seeing this incident William Tanata could not resist the shock from his stomach. He vomited.
He spewed out his entrails a second time when he saw the young man whose chest was split was still trying to get up by reinserting his organs before the body fell silent as a figure in red silat slashed his head off.
William Tanata has no idea which is more terrifying, the ghost of his wife, this sadistically murdered young man, or the mysterious, cold-blooded killer.
"Go from here!" sarti orders William Tanata again.
One young man left instead of targeting this mysterious figure despite seeing his partner slaughtered, he looked at William Tanata sharply, then darted ready to read out his body.
William Tanata couldn't even scream even if his mouth was wide open.
Sarti hit the young man's body so hard that William Tanata thought that the collisions were two large trucks. The young man's body was thrown into the wall of his house, re-creating an unusually loud sound and a large hole in the wall.
Seeing this, William Tanata crawled out as he could. His brain was still trying to think about what was really happening, but it was his brain that asked him to immediately follow the order of the figure in red and armed with the celurit.
Arriving at the front door, the scenery is no less strange, absurd or surreal plastered in front of William Tanata. The citizens were already outside, no less severe than his condition. All showed faces of horror and disbelief at the figures floating flying in the air.
With both eyes of his head, William Tanata saw the figure of a woman's body floating in the air. He created a lump of fire through his hand and spouted it out to the nesting youths who tried to read it off the roof of the house. They climbed up the residential building in the complex like lizards that clung tightly to the wall and walked nimbly and then jumped like apes scrambling for food to attack the female figure like a magician.
Dozens of young men were on fire, falling to the ground of the paved complex. Several broken bones, crackling, were heard interspersing between the sounds of flames and were seen between the threads of mist.
William Tanata turned his face towards his house. Jessica Wu's figure was seen looming behind the glass window. Angry blood poured out from the hollow wound on his head.
William Tanata tried to stand up as he could, half-run, towards the crowd who were also seen coming out to seek shelter.
At the place where he saved William Tanata earlier, Sarti saw the barely formed body gnaw slowly moving, connecting and sewing itself, slid slowly like a snail without a shell on a pool of blood.
He spit on the floor. "Shall I have these creatures?" abugn.
Sarti looked out, then his figure flashed quickly, which looked only red-hot.
Sarti jumped tore down several young men who were burned and fell from above when they failed to touch Wong Ayu's body.
For those who are injured quite badly and can not move much, Sarti easily memapras severed head, or read out the skull head so that the tip of the celurit slashed into the brain. Their burnt skin made Sarti's slash much easier, like cutting a roast.
But, these young men besides having a healing science that makes them say they can not die, also master martial silat that some are quite qualified. So not all young men let their bodies be hacked Sarti at will.
Sarti had to kelit get from them to read the machetes with movements based on certain flow silat styles. Sarti sped up his movements so that he could kill those insistent opponents to continue fighting back.
Ajian Saifi The Wind Sarti made him flashed on par with the wind. Blood leaped from the bodies that were hit by Sarti's weapon. The youth were killed entirely ... At least for now.
"Sarti, they will still be alive" Wong Ayu said inside Sarti's head. The witch Durga is called back to talk and communicate with Sarti using her mind.