The Angkara Murka
Book of Pon - Sundel Bolong
Human lust is limitless. Nothing can resist the desire of man when he has willed. The universe only works based on how humans think and act.
"Take this my son," said the mother giving orders to Girinata while carrying Wardhani orok. Dasimah then gave an object to the palm of his son.
"What am I supposed to do?"asked the young Girinata doubtfully. He looked at the mother's face like a child asking for reassurance.
"You know exactly what you have to do" replied Dasimah quietly but firmly.
The mother then squinted her eyes and recited the mantra. His voice that was hoarse and old was shaking the air with neatly woven rapids. The Marni hollow sundel still floated above his wet grave ground, but his figure did not move at all - an object in a photograph.
"Do it now, Girinata. Before this opportunity is lost forever," commands the Dasimah symbok without looking towards Girinata. He knew that his son was still being carried with him in doubt and anxiety.
Girinata finally carried out her mother's orders. The eldest and only child of the family slowly advanced towards the ghost with a hollow back. For the last time Girinata looked at her mother as if asking for guidance and reassurance. Dasimah looked back at his son with a sharp look in response, while his mouth was still muttering a spell.
Girinata opened her fist and saw a long metal nail-shaped object lying on her palm.
Girinata turned her face towards the ghost of his wife and steadied her heart. He then grabbed and clasped the clothes of a long white robe worn by the sundel bolong then pulled it hard.
He did not expect that the body of this hollow sundel had actually condensed. The indentation of living human flesh felt once in his chest as Marni was drawn falling onto his body. The hole in the back of the sundel bolong increasingly gaping wide as if it can swallow the whole life. Blood flowed down and down flowing out of the hole until it soaked the arm of Girinata who was in a half-hugging position.
Without waiting any longer, Girinata used all her strength to stick the nail from the brass material at the top of the head of the subtle creature.
The broad sundel looked towards Girinata with a pair of horrifying glaring eyes. His pale face grew increasingly whitish, as if blood had long since gone from his veins. Before long a terrifyingly loud roar came out from his wide-open mouth.
Orok Wardhani suddenly cried hearing the screams that came suddenly. In the middle of the night, the sound of a female sundel roar and the cry of orok makes anyone who hears it will run away with a rag and who is at home will cover himself with a blanket and immediately read the prayer as soon as possible, whatever their religion and beliefs.
As the ultimate act, Girinata grabbed the hammer draped in her back belt. He directly punched the brass nail in two hard hammer blows.
Sundel bolong Marni vibrated. White smoke billowed from his body, passing through the pile of thick hair until it completely filled his entire body - a pack of cocoons.
This incident happened shortly, because when the thick smoke was completely gone, Girinata saw the slender yellow body of his wife who was in his arms suddenly squeezed so much that it fell naked on the ground grave.
Girinata looked at the figure of the woman's body as if in disbelief. He could not have mistaken the wife's mole body with both of her breasts red with blood. Marni's body seemed to have returned to its condition before giving birth, molecular and intact.
The stunned Girinata started to feel the wrinkles on her face become cheerful. This was also overwritten by Marni with a look of witty eyes, full of boredom, delinquency and delinquency that splashed small, then burst into excitement.
Marni, who had fully realized, then turned toward the mother-in-law who was chuckling satisfied with the results of her work. Marni looked at the sling in the hands of her mother-in-law with Wardhani's cry behind it.
He smiles.
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The sundel bolong again floated ten feet above the earth. The magical white cloth that wrapped around his body like a robe was flying like a flame even though there was no strong wind felt. Long hair piled up tangles of its mass protruding down to the bottom of various roots of banyan trees.
His skin that was not covered in his robe was pale beyond the white of his clothes, including a pair of arms whose ten fingers were adorned with sharp and black claws beating the darkness of the night.
Soemantri Soekrasana gritted her teeth and looked at Marni the broadleaf and Girinata alternately sharply.
Girinata chuckles. Soemantri Soekrasana spit into the ground. Every time there was an incident and supernatural air around him, his mouth seemed to be filled with a lump of bitter mud. Spitting it out is the simplest way to get rid of such impurities.
"The viper family. This time I really didn't think this far. Not only using your biological children as a mashup, your own wife you kayakan to achieve your savage lust, Mr. Girinata," exclaimed Soemantri Soekrasana.
Girinata smiled more and more. "My own mother said that I, Marni, and Wardhani, of course, would not be affected by time and space. Wealth is just a little pleasure we can get. But time? Well, well ..., that's something totally immeasurable, son. After all my mother, even Kinanti, they will continue to hover in this mortal world with us, right?"
Soemantri Soekrasana again spit on the ground, feeling that the dirt was not lost from the mouth cavity so thick. "good. If it's really like this, I also increasingly intend to not hesitate to give you and your daughter a lesson and punishment that is worth it," exclaimed Soemantri Soekrasana furious.
"A smelly kid like you? Peeing just can't be straight yet trying to find trouble with me, boy? You think having the ability to summon and tame spirits and master the Sekilan Cow makes you great? Wanna be a police officer, you?" Girinata's eyes widened defiantly. Muscles hardened. "Marni ... Kill that man!"
Without showing any mimic feelings at all, Marni the sundel bolong rushed towards Soemantri Soekrasana. His white robe cloth protruded among the darkness.
Physical attacks will not be able to hurt Soemantri Soekrasana as long as Lembu Sekilan is still destroyed. But another story when the supernatural figure of the ghost of a broad sundel ambushed with ten clawed fingers. The Sekilan cow seems unable to detect such an attack. That was Girinata's basic idea why he decided to put Marni back into her original form. That way, Soemantri Soekrasana can not avoid continuously.
Soemantri Soekrasana jumped to the side as far as possible. His body hit a pot of plants belonging to the wife of Mr. Johan Teacher. His arm was injured by fragments of clay pots in various places. He himself felt a little guilty for destroying these things, although he was sure Mr. Johan's wife would forgive him because he was forced to do so so as not to die strangled and scratched by a figure of sundel bolong.
Soemantri Soekrasana immediately beware, but found the ghost of Marni has disappeared!