The Angkara Murka
Book of Pon - Four
Girinata silent a thousand languages. His body was on the floor, bowed. His physical body is still young, but it is old. His eyes were blank looking somewhere. The entire muscles in his body were like melting down, making his passion and spirit already completely vanish.
The large living room in his house was empty, just like his consciousness. Not much can be seen, other than a mat that stretches a small when compared to the vastness of the room and a wooden wardrobe that may be the only valuable object of this house.
That is what is seen by the ordinary eyes of ordinary people. It's just that, for anyone who has an inner eye can definitely see dozens of astral figures shrouding the weak and helpless body of that man. They clung to and piled on Girinata's body, including the figure of a reddish-haired Kinanti; Marni the wife of her helper Sundel; Sewah Dasimah, the mother; and Sapar Nataprawira the in-law. All those terrible spirits and spirits tasted, sipped and sucked little by little Girinata's soul dry.
Chandranaya the red kuntilanak floated still not far from there, precisely back on the graffiti spell incised with Soemantri Soekrasanadi blood on the tile floor of the Dutch living room of the Girinata family home.
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Soemantri Soekrasana stands in the middle of the path that left right grows lush bamboo trees. The top tips of the bamboo tree curved towards the road, like planting it like a natural roof.
He stood there, looking around and casting spells.
"For a long time my tongue aches over the mantra," said the young shaman in his heart.
He was actually working on a spell to thicken the magical aura around him. This ability he used was similar to a piece of mesh trying to catch magical fish. Merely, the ghosts that were supposed to create that magical and mystical aura of air were not around him at all at this moment. Pretty weird actually. However, Soemantri Soekrasana does have another purpose. The young shaman did this as a trick to lure something, a bigger fish than ghosts and curious spirits.
True, only in a matter of seconds after Soemantri Soekrasana finished casting a spell, the figure that awaited until it was in front of him.
Wardhani just emerged from the darkness, like a performer flicking through the curtains on stage. His plain figure without a thread was lit killing the darkness even though his skin was no less black.
Wardhani circled his gaze around, even exerting all inner senses. I do not see a soul in any form. Her ayu face stared at Soemantri Soekrasana who was standing in front of her just a few steps away.
Wardhani smiles. "What is your plan, Mas Soemantri? Where are my parents?" said the girl calmly. He knew that something important was happening to his parents.
Soemantri Soekrasana is shown and can see every detail of Wardhani's body curves, especially the two red-flamed breasts. However, the young shaman was completely unaffected. All he saw was the anatomy of the human body of the female sex when viewed in its entirety without cover. It is not that Soemantri Soekrasana does not know what kind of behavior and behavior the person who stands before him.
Knowing Soemantri Soekrasana just stood up without answering her, Wardhani smiled again. "Is it true that a man like you is not interested in a girl like me, Mas? Is my condition that is completely undressed like this still does not make you tempted?" wardhini lirih.
Now Soemantri Soekrasana who smiled, he even had a moment to chuckle. "I should have asked you, Wardhani. Do you think every man is a mere slave of lust for you? Is a man like me you value being able to be aroused by the body of a naked woman? Maybe it's your biggest mistake."
Wardhani grimacing. "Ah, it's all just a matter of taste. If you're not tempted by my dark-skinned body, then what about this?" Wardhani stepped his feet slowly forward.
Now who stands in front of Soemantri Soekrasana is a beautiful woman with white hair. His legs and arms are long and flat. His chest trembled as he stopped stepping. "It's still not your taste, is it?"
Wardhani stepped his foot again. The body of the alabaster-skinned level girl changed into a girl with dark black curls of solid body. His pair of huge breasts perfectly rounded, swaying violently. "I can be what you want, Mas" the woman said still in Wardhani's voice.
She stepped forward again and changed into a woman who was equally charming and beautiful, but this time in the form of a woman who was a little more mature. His shoulders were high, his chest was pitch black.
Soemantri Soekrasana moved back half a step. Wardhani in the form of an adult woman is still smiling, happy with this game. He tucked the strands of hair behind his ears in a seductive style then stepped forward again.
Her form changed instantly as well as being a petite sweet girl. His chest pair was almost flat. There is no hair in the fertile area between her thighs.
Soemantri Soekrasana stared straight at the change after change before her eyes was unmoved. Only a smile was painted on his face many times. "Damn, Wardhani. Your efforts are pretty good. Thanks for the show. I can't lie that I enjoyed it enough" Soemantri Soekrasana said, chuckling.
The look on Wardhani's face in the form of the little girl when she heard Soemantri Soekrasana's speech turned furious but full of cunning.
"Stupid me, Mom. Maybe I really mis-guided your taste. I have to dare to imagine a little, especially for a special man like yourself, Mas. Isn't it like this, Mas Soemantri?"
The figure of a petite woman who was not dressed at all stepped her legs forward and then her body shriveled, shrunk, forming a girl whose age ranged from reckless years. His plain face formed a contrived innocent mimic. Even his pair of breasts had not grown.
Holy hooch! Soemantri Soekrasana Batin. "Fuck, you bastard Wardhani. Damn you that bastard!" soemantri Soekrasana exclaimed as she closed her eyes with her arms, avoiding the unseen image of Wardhani that had gone too far for her.
Damn it for the young shaman. Just when the scene in front of him made him fed up and protected his eyes, Wardhani changed shape to an astral form in the form of a wisp of black smoke shot towards Soemantri Soekrasana who was not aware.
A black plume of smoke that flashed wildly like a bull was ramming Soemantri Soekrasana. But in fact the empty air was struck by Wardhani, a female witch in the form of a dark puff. Soemantri Soekrasana's body that was without the horses was not aware it should be mumbul incant or jerked crushed under the smoke of the occult.
In fact, his body was pulled away quickly by a mysterious force and finally saved him.
Sekilan Cow? Unfortunately, the young shaman did not have time to prepare self-defense studies. Moreover, the Sekilan Ox cannot work if the attacking is a supernatural creature like Wardhani today.
Because it was clearly Wardhani, his figure came out by unrolling the black smoke formed by magic power. The attack thrown by Wardhani was due to supernatural forces as well. Before long the innocent body of the girl was seen forming another figure again. Both of his arms formed the claws of a striped tiger whose sharp fingernails curved. A pair of horse legs. There was a snake tail prowess on the back of his body and black wings stretched out on his right left. Four great supernatural beings entrenched in the body of the queen dedemit keeper archapura occult Pon Hamlet.