The Angkara Murka
The Book of Pon - Eleventh Suluk Kusuma Dewi
Kusuma Dewi absorbed all the attention and gaze of the man who seemed to strip his body. Control and power had it clenched and tightly held.
Anggalarang has seen it. Their eyes had looked at each other for a moment, but it was enough to know the explosive turmoil in the man's heart. Maybe Anggalarang could not be defeated, but as a warm-up, Kusuma Dewi has managed to subdue Dani and enslave his soul. One of the two entities in her body: a dark-skinned naked woman with blood-stained red breast buds, has been paid for, yaitunyawa and the female soul of Dani's fiance.
Kusuma Dewi felt he was ready with whatever the two entities asked for. He will do anything for the circumstances he has now. Unfortunately, he did not know at all that his actions were a way for both the demon entity and the female demon to cultivate evil. Even after sleeping with Dani, getting his soul and body, Kusuma Dewi did not have time to see the man crushed to death the fiancee who died horribly: he fell out of bed with a gaping impact wound to his head and bled out of blood. What Kusuma Dewi knew, after conquering Dani and throwing it away, her beauty and charm increased to many times.
Kusuma Dewi did not understand at all, that one of the two entities that penetrated into his body was Wardhani, a human who was trapped in the supernatural world. Wardhani is unable to get out into the real world and lucky to get Kusuma Dewi, so he can move a little.The body and soul are only temporary hosts who are used as mere vehicles for the larger Wardhani mission.
Wardhani and the female snake demon henchman Nyi Blorong, work together to get slaves and game pawns in order for the two, especially Wardhani, to, can get out and be free from their prison to then rule the human world full of defilements of desire and lust.
So, when he saw the new supervisor, Kusuma Dewi began his actions. Inside there, Wardhani has decided on the next victim.
Queenie, Queenie is a jealousy for the Goddess Kusuma. It could be that the female head of three flirtatious and odd only has a special name, a dear name, which can only be spoken by Anggalarang: Queenie.The close and possible ability to have slept with Anggalarang will eventually have to release their attachment with Anggalarang, it's the promise and desire of Kusuma Dewi. However, this adult female is the first one to go.
Kusuma Dewi caught easily the way Jenar Keswari stared and scanned her.
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Jenar Keswari, the Queenie, threw her body onto the bed in her apartment. His body seemed to sink into the mattress so comfortable. Every day he has worked, handled subordinate reports, made decisions, thought about policies and carried them out as well. That's enough for today, he thought.
As a woman with power, Jenar Keswari has privilege aka privilege. Not just money, but positions and levels of hierarchy.
This advantage is what he uses to lure Anggalarang. He remembered that Anggalarang was a young man who was not his taste. Actually, he himself is not clear what kind of taste. Unlike her best friend, Erika Dermawan who seems to fall for a lecturer and expert figure in the field of history and culture named Krtagama State, Jenar Keswari is not too dizzy with taste. As a journalist and reporter, Erika Dermawan feels comfortable with intelligent men like the Krgtagama State, but Jenar Keswari who has had status and career, men seem not an option.
Not until he meets Anggalarang. His spirit that was hidden deep and long suddenly rose up because it came into contact with the figure of a young man who was like having a tiger in his body. Immediately, the enchanted Jenar Keswari did not accept her condition. She does not want to be a woman who is crazy about begging men, even though she has indeed gone mad because of Anggalarang.
So, he decided to be the one who holds the reins of power. He ordered Anggalarang to serve him.
At least that's what he thinks.
Jenar Keswari who was tired suddenly missed with a soft touch Anggalarang. The man, despite having a tiger in his body when making wild and rough love, in fact also has a soft and cute cat. Jenar Keswari tonight wants the cat. He will play his role as a leader. He is a supervisor and has the right to give Anggalarang direction and even orders. Tonight he will order Anggalarang to make him a nymph until then achieve pleasure. He will just lie naked, while Anggalarang will play all the buttons berahi on his body.
Jenar Keswari goosebumps imagining a touch of Anggalarang on the surface of his skin. He can't take it anymore.
Queenie was just about to contact Anggalarang, the idol of hearts and spirits, from the top of the bed when she heard a knock on her door.
With a pair of comfortable sleepwear, a little loose and oversized but unable to cover his beautiful body shape, Jenar Keswari moved lazily to open the door.
His face was prepared to show anyone at the door of his apartment room that he was tired and would not be disturbed.
When the door was opened Jenar Keswari saw nothing.
Blank.
Just hallway.
Like toothless.
Who knocked on the door?
Deg, deg, deg ...
Queenie's Jenar Keswari's heart was beating fast. He laughed nervously alone. Feeling silly because suddenly his mind penetrated the clouds, looking for references to horror films he had seen. Scene is too familiar. Maybe after this he will close the door and will sound another knock, then when he opens it will
get no one else for a second time. The third time, there would be a kuntilanak figure or a ghastly ghost of some kind standing in front of it.
Jenar Keswari took a deep breath. He closed the door and waited for a moment.
It turned out that he had waited for five minutes, too long for the person standing behind the door without knowing exactly what he was doing and would do.
Jenar Keswari the Queenie again laughed nervously by herself. But there was a slight sense of relief that the knock on his door could mean anything: a prankster knocked and ran missing in the hallway, or he misheard.
Queenie turned.
There was a naked female figure standing inside her room.
His body was pale white. A pair of chest fell but intact and full of bright reddish blood dangling beautifully. Her reddish long hair dripped water all over her body without her clothes on.
Jenar Keswari the Queenie could not scream when the body of the figure she knew as Kusuma Dewi was torn apart. There are dozens of snakes of various types scrambling out of cracks and tears in the body that he must admit so beautiful.