The Angkara Murka
The Book of Pon - Rasa Gandrung
Girinata could not believe the sight before her. Long hair clustered and frown the broad sundel covered most of his face. The hole in his back took out hundreds of maggots that wriggled dead in a viscous blood stream. But Marni's smoky, twinkling body between real and unlike the light bulb that was about to go out was motionless at all. Only Mpu Gandring's dagger stuck in his calf continued to emit a blue light.
Girinata looked frantically at his wife who was in the form of a ghost of a broad sundel. Not thinking for long, Girinata held up a keris in the form of metal wrapped in cloth and then tried to pull it.
All the ghosts, ghosts, demons, genies, genderuwo, tuyul, and demons who stopped by this Pon Hamlet shouted together with the form of howls,*******, shorten even barking. Their astral bodies were back to twinkling like oil watered with water.
The space feels split. Cemeti energy whipped to and fro after Girinata dyed Mpu Gandring's heirloom blade from the wife's astral calf that was already in the shape of a broad sundel.
Genderuwo who rose as high as the roof growled showed a pair of fangs sticking out of his thick lips. His hairy body trembled with menacing and deadly air splashing out of the blade of the magic keris.while the gombel wewe with his long breasts hung hissing full of more anger to the heirloom holder. His pair of widened eyes glared wanting to jump from their sockets. The tongue of the gombel wewe long drooling like a female cat who is ready to pounce because it is threatened.
The kuntilanak-shaped wandering spirits that stood on the branch of a tree and the big-headed children's tuyul-tuyul all shriveled in fear by the flickering bluish light, no exception the broad sundel whose body drifted away from Girinata whose hands became increasingly jetted, playing with the power of the heirloom.
Soemantri Soekrasana was unable to get back up. He is still lying on his stomach because the energy is like it has been sucked out of his body.
Girinata looked dazzled at the sparkling blue light of the hundred-year-old heirloom blade grasped by her black hand, covered in thin smoke letters. Unable to bear it, he laughed loudly, "This is what it feels like to hold a lucky and powerful keris. All this time you've been able to subdue all kinds of demons and demits with this thing, is that good?" he said without looking at Soemantri Soekrasana. His gaze clung to Mpu Gandring with a sense of compulsion.
"I may not have been able to attack you before because the Sekilan Cow was still attached to your almost lifeless body, Soemantri. But, it is proven that you will have trouble fighting spirits and ghosts and supernatural scientists without this kris. What if I gave all the ghosts, genies, demons and demons in all the corners of this hamlet to possess you, to chop up your soul and body, that's fine?" girinata said with his sneaky chirps.
The use of good words is only used solely to mock, ridicule and intimidate Soemantri Soekrasana.
The middle-aged man who had returned to being young raised the heirloom dagger of Mpu Gandring up high. A shower of energy came to his body with an unkempt force. Girinata felt like she was drowning in power.
The high and terrible curves of the kuntilanak figure, the gombel wewe and Marni the broad sundel instantly cracked the air that night. "I command genderuwo, wewe gombel, kuntilanak, sundel bolong, stealth, demon plinth and demon demit of all kinds. I order to invade the man. Name's Soemantri. Claws, bites, rasuki, spit with can be exhaustive and curses, purulent skin diseases, swollen stomach and vomiting blood. Sleep that person with your bodies full of mud and mucus. Shred his chest, gouge his eyes, pull his tongue out of his mouth, chew his clamin until *****. Do now!" girinata shouted with full energy.
To coat the power of the kris, Girinata then returned to cast a spell of magic and after that the heirloom keris Mpu Gandring he shot once into the air. The result is clear, all astral beings churn, again hissing, shouting, crying and sniggling painfully.
"... Manik gumilir cahya gumilang the gateyap iran kang ningali sajroning soca, copiyang naga marucut arane banyune mata sira lunga ...," return the spell to fight the arrival and attack of supernatural beings who move together like a plant to spread Soemantri Soekrasana.
A great fight happened. Girinata is laughing crazily. Keris Mpu Gandring he clasped tightly and he slammed once again in the air. His black hands still let out streaks of white smoke that soared following the curvature of the keris. Unseen beings are unlikely to retreat against Girinata's orders because the magical power of Mpu Gandring is too dangerous for them. While Soemantri Soekrasana still cast a spell that is also quite strong so that it forms a kind of magical wall that they must crawl and climb to get through it.
Elsewhere, the spell inscribed on the tile floor of the Girinata house lit up. Chandranaya the red kuntilanak floating above him giggled horribly. Blood flowed profusely from both of his eyes soaking into the red kebaya, the jarit and continued down to his feet that did not touch the ground. The humpbacked ghost of Dasimah straightened his head. His pair of slimy eyes glared in a certain direction. The ghost of Kinanti appeared creeping on the wall. His two legs and a pair of hands opened wide like a spider. His eyes also looked at the pus in the direction that Dasimah saw. Other supernatural beings such as animals or a mixture of humans and other creatures appeared around Chandranaya, crowded into space and time.
Chandranaya giggled incessantly, even more so. After that, his mouth opened wide. Both red eyes drained his blood glaring. Before long his body disappeared like smoke swept by the wind. So did all the other supernatural beings who were with him.
At the time of the incident, Soemantri Soekrasana's magical defense wall had been broken. He could not resist the many supernatural beings who flocked to him even with spells and knowledge that he gave. The power of the keris Mpu Gandring the heirloom cannot be denied by the subtle creatures.
The tall genderuwo who headed the sky managed to be closest to the body of the young shaman. His fangs sticking out of his frothy mouth were clearly visible in front of Soemantri Soekrasana's eyes as his neck suffocated the hairy giant's arms and long clawed fingers.
The breath of Soemantri Soekrasana. Sundel bolong Marni floated above his head, then rained down through the astral body of the genderuwo figure who was still strangling him.
Soemantri Soekrasana's body twitched. Marni.
Before long ghost groups in the form of bad, foul-smelling and imperfectly shaped, scrambling to try to enter the physical body of Soemantri Soekrasana.
Before that happened, with all his might, Soemantri Soekrasana cast a spell, spat on the ground and vomited. He stood up with a gamang but rushed forward towards Girinata.
The head of Soemantri Soekrasana feels spinning and extraordinary puyeng. He fell to the earth with the blade of the heirloom keris Mpu Gandring stuck in his left side.