The Angkara Murka
The Book of Pon - Moves Slowly Full of Temptation
His depravity and cold blood made Wardhani not really care about anything other than his own passions and interests. What is clear is that she has mastered Pon Hamlet as a queen of witchcraft and black magic, as well as the leader of the dedemites. Soemantri Soekrasana is the culmination of this achievement. Although clearly the young shaman also turned out to be his last obstacle. This is because Soemantri Soekrasana has not been killed as planned and agreed upon himself, Girinata the father and Marni the mother. However, after all, because of the arrival of Soemantri Soekrasanake Dusun Pon this he can escape from the shell of mortality and humiliation to come out of the cocoon into a majestic and powerful entity.
"I don't plan to fight you anymore, Wardhani" Soemantri Soekrasana said as she wiped the blood from her mouth and chin.
Wardhani walked slowly towards Soemantri Soekrasana. "Honestly, I refuse to kill you, Mas Soemantri. I was very tempted to offer a place beside me, walking in a fold-out fraction of the world, together as queen and king of the dedemites."
"And I have to walk naked like you all day of my life?" cut Soemantri Soekrasana shook her head and shuddered in horror at the thought of its undoing.
Wardhani smiles. "I'm not kidding, Mom. I'm not being off guard either. Whatever Mas Soemantri's scheming, I know. So I'd better think quickly and execute Mas's secret plan against me. Or, just take my offer," he said still in a teasing and threatening tone at the same time.
"I'm honest, Wardhani. I'm not fighting you anymore. I was too weak, out of energy. You understand that, don't you?" Soemantri Soekrasana patted her dirty pants and shirt with dust that was impossible to see in the dark of the night, let alone the sweat made her stick. But still he did.
Before long Soemantri Soekrasana stood slowly and hardship.
Wardhani smiles. Both parts of his fingers were clenched. "Whatever you say, Mom. Do it now" Wardhani looked sharply at the young shaman who he once again had to admit was handsome.
Soemantri Soekrasana took a breath. "I told you that I won't fight you, Wardhani. I didn't lie. At the very least, it is not me who will fight you," Soemantri Soekrasana squinted her eyes, reciting the mantra in her heart.
Chandranaya appeared behind his body, floating. His eyes were flowing blood. Worshipping misery and pain echoed. The four magical entities inside Wardhani's body churned, screeched, revolted madly in response to the arrival of the red kuntilanak.
Wardhani has no idea what happened. He was unable to withstand the sudden turmoil from within his body.
Finally, the four great creatures were uprooted from Wardhani's physical body. They were thrown, ejected and exited through the strip of the naked body of the girl.
The strands of fog were scattered by the thick magical air. The thin white layers were like splitting apart by the passing of magic power that came in droves. D another corner of the hamlet, the residents who were still gathered quietly, did not really know what to do, but realized there was something going on out there. Those who are still strong are not sleepy talking to each other slowly, about the past and future of Pon Hamlet. Regretting all the things they should still be able to do or avoid. The elders looked at two sons of Mr. Johan who were asleep beside their mother in this village pendopo. They exchanged glances and gave communication signals of understanding that they must remain on guard while waiting for fate to arise and announce loudly to them about the decision will be held in their place.
It is true that their worries are. On a path with bamboo forests on both edges, four supernatural beings shimmered in the dark shrouded in white fog fractures. The naked girl with beautiful dark skin, a slender mole body and bright red breast buds stiffened in a pair of dense mound circles was standing cautiously against the creatures. In front of the figure of the young, undressed girl, there was a figure of a red kuntilanak floating and stretching his hands to the side threateningly like a peacock growing his tail and straightening his chest.
The pair of female ghost eyes glared furiously with blood pooling on the surface of the eye circle like a lake. The viscous red liquid overflowed as well until it dripped profusely out of the eyes continuously flowing down his cotton-pale cheeks, chin, red kebaya, and so on, jarit and ended up at the ends of his two bare feet that did not touch the ground.
"What's wrong with you guys? Why do creatures as majestic as you shrivel up like butt holes?" serapah Wardhani uses her inner language against four supernatural entities lurking behind her body.
Of course there is no clear answer other than grunts, yells, hisses and terrible neighs. Wardhani looked at the kuntilanak, then changed to Soemantri Soekrasana who looked tired but indifferent.
Wardhani clenched her teeth in anger. The face of the shaman youth was emblazoned with his real good looks now that his hair that was soaked by sweat was blushing. His youth stripes are struck by a shadow of decisiveness, perhaps by his time and hard experience. No wonder at such a young age, Soemantri Soekrasana has become a great shaman and mastered a variety of canuragran science and magic spells. A pair of Soemantri Soekrasana eyes that are basically shady always look sharp and alert, always moving cautiously.
Wardhani is getting upset about having to waste such good stuff. In fact, he can ask both his parents to give Soemantri Soekrasanak to himself, as a gift, as a pet. Moreover, he has never felt the true touch of the opposite sex voluntarily, not as a mere angler.
But now, that young man had really made it difficult for him. He is intelligent, intelligent, and gets protection from this bitch ghost, he thought. There was no other way, he had to exert all his abilities to not only subdue and cripple the young shaman, but also kill him. Including the red kuntilanak that must be eliminated from all worlds, from all dimensions, universes and worlds.
Wardhani cast a spell and hardened the muscles in his body. Her beautiful face suddenly turned back to a terrible one because her cheekbones were pulled back with the appearance of rows of taper teeth her saw eyes tore off her old gums. While his skin paled as white as white.
Four magical entities wriggled behind him. All of them revolted and spread a loud noise. Their bodies vaporized the stench as well as fishy blood and pus. All four folded. The figure of those who had shriveled afraid to become seriously interested and dragged, sucked back into the body of Wardhani the queen of dedemit.
"Sat! You're trying to deny who I am, aren't you?" he was short with rage. The four demonic creatures that originally followed him willingly, must now be imprisoned by Wardhani's extraordinary magic power.
"I've asked you guys well before. But now you must feel my true strength and power. Basic creatures do not know are lucky," said Wardhani increasingly annoyed with the behavior of the demons who hide behind him like cowards.