The Horror Story
The Terror (Part 1)

Did you know in Indonesia there are various types of ghosts whose names are very attached to the surrounding community, one of which is Palasik/Kuyang/Jeroan if in Sambas we call it Kerowakkan. Ghosts who will always release the head from his body when it will look for prey when floating there is only the head and heart, liver, intestines and kidneys that will make people scared and nauseous when they see it.

People who want to become palasik initially have to study black magic and do various false rituals one of which is to eat the blood or ari-ari of a newborn baby. Palasic science is usually also inherited or passed down by parents who have previously studied palasic. The one who has gone astray believes that by being palasic can live in eternity and always look younger, but remember before we fall into the cult that the true destiny of a man is in the hands of God and whenever no man can escape death. Worse yet ordinary people will be difficult to distinguish who the true palasic incarnations because they usually blend with the community like a layman, in addition, the higher the science of palasik itself, the easier it is to remove the penjelma scar between their body and neck.

Let's take a look at the story of the Palasik ghost!

In a village called Simpang Empat Village there is a hamlet called Arung Kuang Hamlet. This hamlet is one of the hamlets in Sambas Regency, West Kalimantan is located quite far from Sambas Kota and quite remote that makes Arung Kuang village have experienced mystical events such as in the palasik ghost terror several years ago.

The incident happened right in Rt 12 /Rw 02, one of the houses of residents who was holding a celebration for their newborn granddaughter a few days ago. The event was held at night after the prayer isya, people began to flock to come and hold a haircut and study. After the ceremony ended and the guests also went home. When midnight the baby suddenly had convulsions. Her body was cold hot and started to stiffen, her eyes red looking up at the roof of the house while crying but not letting out any tears.

The mother who had just given birth called her name Bu Wati was of course anxious and panicked to see her son convulsing and crying constantly even refusing to breastfeed. The Grandfather call it Aki Unggal his father Wati the baby's grandfather also unceasingly read short letters such as the three Qul and Al-Kursi verses, Al-Kursi, while the grandmother or Uwan Imai the baby's grandmother went to call Mr. Ustadz.

Mr. Ustadz and Uwan Imai arrived at his home. Just an inch after Mr. Ustadz set foot into the entrance, he immediately felt a hot aura caressing and blowing the nape of his neck. A negative aura that was so thick with heat almost enveloped the entire room of the house. The voice of the baby was still heard screaming, Uwan Imai immediately invited Ustadz to run to the room where the baby was with his mother and grandfather.

“Can I see sister's child?” said the ustadz while asking for permission. Wati was not responsible for handing his son into the hands of ustadz.

“Astarghfirullah” when the child was carried by ustadz contact ustadz shocked to see the figure of the head with fur-groan hair from the reflection of the baby's eyeball.

“Ustadz, actually my son why?”

“From yesterday he cried convulsions and did not want nyusu.” said Wati half crying because he was very afraid of something happening to his first child.

“There is a figure of mine on the roof of this room that is seen by him, which is why this child is so crying.” is obviously ustadz that makes Wati and her parents shocked.

“Where did that kuyang come from ustadz? Why is he bothering my son?” Wati panicked and died.

“Sister's child will be made a victim by a person who is transformed as a kuyang it for his own personal interests.” explained ustadz

“Help my granddaughter ustadz, please get rid of that kuyang.” Uwan Imai groaned as he wept wiping his granddaughter's head.

“Something provoked methat came here, may I ask you something?” Mr. Ustadz began seriously, Wati again surprised by ustadz what objects can roughly lure me who came.

“What ari-ari son sister is buried correctly?”

“Ari-ari ustadz?”

“Truely it's one of the causes of children younger brother bullied.”

“Pa, ma'am, who was yesterday doing ari-ari dedek?” ask Wati to her parents. Wati did not know anything about her son's ari-ari because she gave birth at the puskesmas and she also had fainted a few hours after the birth.

“Mother tell Romi to bury it ari-ari because your papa is still in the field.” said mother. Romi is Wati's husband who works as a fisherman. Tonight Romi also went to sea like the previous nights and came home in the morning.

“It looks like Romi hasn't buried that ari-ari.” says ustadz

“Then bang Romi save where bu?” Wati was completely panicked and confused just like her mother who knew nothing.

Uwan Imai then searched around the kitchen and abused the bathroom but there was still no sign of the presence of his grandchildren. Wan Imai grew panicked and afraid that he could not find the cause of my coming while his grandson was still in my grip.

Still in the room, though,

Ustadz told Aki Unggal to take a glass of water to recite prayers. Aki Unggal came with a glass of water and gave it to ustadz, then the water was read a prayer of congratulations from the jinn or subtle creatures and sprinkled in every corner of the room and the bed of the baby and his mother. After being given a tranquilizing prayer the baby stops crying and wants to suckle on his mother.

“What I did was only to repel the subtle creatures temporarily, before the kuyang it comes again we must immediately find the ari-ari it stored.” said ustadz and listened carefully by Wati and her parents.

The next morning Wati was sitting relaxed while holding her child while waiting for her husband on the porch. Suddenly there are some residents running in the street in front of his house, Wati was astonished and curious. He was one of his neighbors who passed by.

“Pakcik what's running around?” Wati was confused and curious.

“Child of Mr. Hasim last night gave birth.”

“Oh want to see his son yes Pakcik?”

“Nak Wati but want to see his son who was eaten equally kuyang until his body turns blue covered in blood.”

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instantly the feathers Iuduk Wati goosebumps along with the heart beating fast, while remembering the incident that also happened last night.

“Pakcik don't nakutin Wati ah.”

“No Nak Wati, Pakcik also know from citizens.”

“It looks like our village is not safe, from now on nak Wati and other pregnant women must carefully take care of their children.”

“Nak Wati, uncle go directly there ya!”

“Iya uncle thanks for the info yes.”

Wati sat back slowly stroking his son's head and then hugged him, his chest tightened without realizing his tears had spilled. Wati could not imagine how devastated and shocked the new mother was when she saw her baby die, maybe if it happens to him Wati can be crazy or even willing to die in exchange for his son can be free from the interference of the raking creature.

Shortly after, Romi's husband Wati came home from the sea. Today the catch of fish is very much different from the previous days. Romi was very excited and excited when he showed his wife a basin full of fish, but he could also feel Wati looking moody.

“Cium his son used to be this cake even fish that preceded in” grumbled Wati with a look of annoyance.

“That last night Fahmi was bullied by my brother who did not know it was from him, he said, and today his son Pakcik Hasim who just gave birth to it brother knows his grandson died at my meal and that kuyang is the same as the one that has disturbed Fahmi.”

Wati's statement seems to even make Romi's stomach feel tingled. Romi could not bear to laugh at his wife who looked so anxious.

“God baby don't believe that.”

“Ku that there is no dear if there may be people already see it form, kuyang is just a folklore that spread among the community to scare pregnant women.”

“Abang boasted anyway, ustadz who said bang if our child bullied mewhich because ari-ari not buried.”

“The boy is dirty smell fishy blood is very concentrated, do not be brother messing around ah.”

“Udahlah dear brother do not believe that so, brother want to shower first fishy smell of fish.”

“Trust me equally brother do not have to worry do not be afraid nothing will happen to our child.”

“Abang tasty rarely at home but Wati who saw Fahmi cry so much was afraid bang.”

“Shalat 5 time continue naji already quite do not need parnoan so dear ntar that the devil is also lost alone if there is.”

“That's ari-ari brother save where? pak ustadz will come to bury it goods.”

“Udah brother save in a safe place.”

Romi passed into the house, while Wati was still nagging on the terrace. Wati only knows to worry about her son but her husband does not believe in the existence of a creature that is threatening their child and it makes Wati upset with Romi and fear losing Fahmi.

“Son, is your face pale?”

“You have a fever? We just entered yes nakatanari also has started to go up.”

Wati decided to go in because he felt his son had a fever. As soon as it was just a step away from the terrace suddenly came the sound of people calling his name. Wati immediately turned his body to look towards the road turned Santi who came.

“Ayo San go inside, sit down first let me make drinking water.”

while inviting Santi in but the woman just kept quiet while walking in. At that time Wati immediately felt strange, a hot aura began to blow at the nape of his neck which made his hair immediately stand up.

“Do you see what San?” Wati tried asking after suspecting the strange Santi while staring towards her room.

“Nothing. Sorry yes I just looked at you because I just found out that you are out.” said Santi as if diverting the conversation.

“No pa-pa kok San regular aja.”

“Udah how long did you give birth, Wat?”

“Ten days. Where have you been all this time, San?”

“I came home to my mother's village after separating from my husband.”

“Udah long yes San?”

“New two months ago.”

“Sorry yes San I don't know about it during my pregnancy at home just not out so don't know if you've moved.” Santi smiled as the mangosteen riled.

“I made tea water first ya bentar, you are here aja San.”

“Can I carry your child?”

“Bby kok, this.” Wati unmitigated to give up her son to be carried by Santi's old neighbor. When changing hands the child immediately screamed crying as if the child knew there were evil eyes watching him.

“My son has a fever so it's a bit fussy.” said Wati.

“Not pa-pa will also be silent by itself, maybe because he has never seen me.”

Santi is loving children so Wati is not surprised that his son quickly stopped crying after being struck by Santi.

“Wat, your son has been bullied by subtle creatures huh?” santi asked suddenly so that Wati refrained from making drinks.

“Kok you know?”

“I smell fishy out of your son's body, this is blood fishy.”

“Did your husband not bury your son's ari?”

“I-iya right.” replied Wati hesitated, the look in Santi's eyes immediately turned very scary.

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