The Angkara Murka
Book of Pon - Nirvana
Soemantri Soekrasana coughed. Slowly he woke up and opened his eyes. His neck pain is incredible. In addition, the sticky blood from his injured nape had dried up, but then it cracked so that it pulled his skin as he moved.
Soemantri Soekrasana sighs.
His gaze blurred, but slowly the figures standing in front of him began to form clearly.
Soemantri Soekrasana believes the two people are Girinata and Marni, a married couple who now look much younger and fresher. Soemantri Soekrasana will not misunderstand them. Beside them were two men he had seen at the Mak Romlah stall, where he had rested this evening before visiting the Girinata residence.
"How are you doing, son?" marni's soft voice full of falsehood penetrated Soemantri Soekrasana's ears. Admittedly, the woman he had previously seen as a middle-aged figure turned out to have an ayu face when she was young. No wonder Wardhani, his daughter who is also full of cunning inherited the charm of the mother.
"We're very happy to find Soemantri's son. It was as if it had been his destiny to come to our house and help us achieve our dreams and ideals so far. Thanks to Soemantri's son, now our beloved daughter, Wardhani, can become Queen Dedemit, ruler of the realm of darkness," continued Marni still with her motherly soft voice that now does not even match her appearance that is too young.
"Son Soemantri must still be too confused about the situation, right? Honestly, we are also still very curious and have a lot of questions about Soemantri nak as young as this has mastered japa-mantra so as to be able to control the spirits, he said, it even has such great red kuntilanak. But that information is no longer important to us. The point is that we will still successfully carry out our wishes after so many years. For that we thank and apologize profusely for our inappropriate behavior," this time Girinata spoke.
Soemantri Soekrasana let out a long sigh.
Seeing this, Girinata and Marni looked at each other for a moment, then smiled broadly. It seems they are satisfied because they managed to deceive and prank the young shaman.
Soemantri Soekrasana, the funny thing is not to look too disappointed. He let the satisfaction that was painted on the faces of the pair of cunning humans float in the air for a while.
Soemantri Soekrasana again sighed. Not to suppress feelings of disappointment, but tend to be due to pain in the head and neck. "No need to bother explaining. You think I didn't know from the beginning?" soemantri Soekrasana flat. He moved his head slowly, feeling the pain behind his head.
Girinata and Marni looked at each other, then burst into laughter. They do not understand the words of the person who is in this condition.
"Yes, yes, yes ... Please just laugh. I also wonder why the bad guys in movies and stories are always portrayed with laughter. Is it because they are happy and happy? Or just crazy, huh?" soemantri Soekrasana said more to yourself.
"Okay, kid. We thought the blow to the nape of Soemantri's nak was too hard so that Soemantri's son was a bit delirious" Girinata said amusedly as she wiped away the tears from laughing too hard earlier.
Of course, the speech of Soemantri Soekrasana who is like a person is raving and delirious is quite confusing Girinata and Marni. Moreover, seeing the state of Soemantri Soekrasana which is not at all beneficial to himself. How could he so easily boast that he had thought about it from the beginning? The young shaman is now tied to a chair with a small to zero chance of being able to escape. Death was in front of him. It should be at least confused until the horror felt by people who are in a position like Soemantri Soekrasana. Thus, the only possibility was that the blow on Soemantri Soekrasana's nape was too violent that her mind was disturbed.
"You enjoy these proud moments. Moreover, it is difficult to carry out my plan if the villagers on average do not believe in ghosts, spirits and spirits, including witchcraft and occult. Let them be shown ghosts by Wardhani, your daughter, aided by the kuntilanak woman so that they are sure that they really need help. That's my plan, if you want to know." Soemantri Soekrasana. His attitude was as if he was not in a significant predicament.
"I wonder myself, how can a small hamlet be left behind like this, which has four sacred places, but the majority of the population do not believe and do not have the experience of seeing ghosts. Really weird. Perhaps indeed the four sacred places were installed strongly by your elders, in addition because the people of this hamlet have been thirsty for progress since decades ago," Soemantri Soekrasana chuckled alone.
Now Girinata and Marni look at each other again, exchanging feelings of annoyance, annoyance, curious and confused, and no longer amused and feel funny. "Fuck! This young man is crazy apparently, ma'am," exclaimed Girinata.
"Please stop him. Silence his mouth forever" said Marni. This cry was also an order for the two youths who stood with sharp weapons in their hands.
The two young men who were Wandi and Farid looked at each other. Not sure what they were told.
Marni sighed even more bitterly because she did not get the reaction she wanted from. "Kill him!" his orders.
Seeing that no one was moving, Marni pointed to Wandi who was holding a machete, "You, kill him. You were the first one to sleep with Wardhani. She's a virgin."
Hearing this straightforward command line, the young man's heart jolted as if falling into his stomach so excited.
Wandi remembers once the curves of the body of his dream girl and her colleagues. Several times sharing peeps in the bathroom of Girinata house while Wardhani was bathing, really giving a complete picture of the appearance of the girl when not dressed. A pair of small but dense breasts with bright red edges will be so delicious when it is in his mouth, nudged many times with his tongue, so imaginary Farid. Not to mention when he was able to pierce Wardhani's groin with his manhood, spur his body to burst in while fending off the blood-red protruding tiny flesh. Perhaps it is the pleasure equivalent of walking on the land of nirvana.
Now even Farid who holds a kitchen knife is now sorry and iritidak directly carry out the orders of the master.
Wandi did not wait long before the master changed his mind and even Farid who got this advantage. He lifted the machete that reflected the dim light of the warehouse's yellow bulb, walked quickly towards Soemantri Soekrasana who was still tied to the rattan chair, ready to throw the sharp blade deeply into the young shaman's head.