The Skewers House
You will always have me

"I don't want you to see me in this state Cit," Prambudi sighed softly. He looked at the image. A look of sadness on his face when he saw his wife trembling in fear.

Prambudi's heart is like being sliced sembilu. It was not this kind of incident that he had planned. As bad and as bad as any crime he has committed, Prambudi is still a husband who loves his wife very much. He just wants to make his family happy, but it turns out his plan is almost certainly a complete failure this time.

"I can explain everything to you Cit. I won't hurt you, so please stop looking at me with such fear" Prambudi leaned against the wall. The image continues to cry. He sat quietly on the floor, while Amanda still tightly hugged him.

"I had to find nine collateral for our family life" Prambudi lirih said.

"You're not sane Mas," Image sobbed, looking at her husband with a look of disbelief.

The image is not at all unexpected, the man he has been married for many years turned out to have a very evil nature. Behind his gentle attitude to the family, in fact Prambudi had the heart to sacrifice others for his personal ambitions.

"I had to Cit," Prambudi looked up at the sky.

"Since when did Mas, you do something evil like this?," Citra kept asking for an explanation.

"I contracted this house long before we moved here. I wanted to finish everything before we moved. But I found a job in this area. And as I thought now, my biggest mistake was to get you guys to move on, before what I did was done," Prambudi took a deep breath.

"I have to find the woman who's coming on the moon. Nine women to complete the ritual. There was no time limit, but once it started it could no longer be canceled," Prambudi dropped his body, sitting on the floor.

"Where did you find that woman? And how could I not realize it?," Citra cut off Prambudi's speech, she asked with all her body constantly trembling.

"Every night I burn incense and bash this house. So that you can sleep soundly, never wake up at night. As well as so that we are not disturbed by mystical things, also to avoid this room from flies, and scavenging insect insects," Prambudi stopped his story, saying, looking at the image that looks like a ringing head in disbelief.

"The woman I chose from the nightlife. The woman who used to be hired by Mr. Doto, your father," Prambudi put a little emphasis on his speech.

"Dad?" Citra was quite surprised by Prambudi's words.

"Yes, your father is not a loyal man. So, I've been tailing your father all day and I found him in the comfort lady's place. And from there I finally determined the target of this ritual," Prambudi massaged his forehead. His head feels dizzy.

"Keep, this ritual, what is this victim's sacrifice for? What is all this for?," Image sobbed back. Anger, disappointment, fear mixed into one.

"For I can continue with you Cit" said Prambudi quickly.

"I didn't ask for any of this. I want to live hard and short of life as long as I am with you. I can live until now because of you. So even if you have nothing, you will always have me Mas" Citra said. Behind his anger and disappointment, the conscious image of the feeling in his heart the greatest at the moment was fear. Fear of losing Prambudi.

"I know that. But the rice has become Cit's porridge. It's all gone, and I can't back down," Prambudi stood back to his knees.

"This ritual will follow me all my life if I don't complete the 9 requested ghosts. And now that I realize, you shouldn't be with me Cit. You deserve to be happy with a person who is much better than me" Prambudi said his sentence with glass.

Doorrrrr

There was gunfire in the yard. Prambudi looked increasingly panicked, as well as Citra immediately stood up and approached her husband. He was really scared.

"I came here with two Mas police officers" Citra said.

"It looks like I have to give myself up to end all this" Prambudi said, hugging Citra and Amanda. The image was still crying, she did not know what else to do.

Kriieett

The door to the room is back open. The stick man stood looking at Prambudi with an annoyed and angry expression.

"There is no other option, Mbah. Before more and more victims fell," Prambudi replied firmly.

"If you turn yourself in now, your punishment will be severe and long. Are you sure after getting out of custody you can complete this ritual? Huh?" The guy with the stick glared. His face looks scary.

"If I don't finish this ritual, I'm fine. Even though we are poor which is important we stick together," Citra cut off the conversation and looked at Prambudi so deeply.

"Ha ha ha. .not so nduk! If until Prambudi does not succeed in bringing the ghost with the number of songos or nine until the end of his life, then this ritual must be continued by his lineage. And so on!," The man with the wand laughed out loud.

"And I have failed Cit. Tonight I should have taken the victim to 9, but it turned out I was wrong, the woman I had brought in the room was not currently coming by the moon," Prambudi smiled wryly.

The image is silent, he dropped Amanda from the sling. Then Citra crouched down looking at her daughter.

"Manda, please Manda go downstairs and hide in the room. Momentary followed, this was going to talk first with yayah, okay?," Citra suddenly just said so.

"Well Mah," Amanda nodded in agreement.

The little boy did not ask much. He obeyed his Mamah's orders without any protest. Slowly Amanda walked down the stairs alone. He turned his head, watching his father and mother standing face to face.

"Finish your ritual Mas" Whisper the Image as Amanda is gone.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Prambudi was shocked to not understand the intention of Citra's words.

"I'm coming by the moon" Citra replied slowly.

"Ha ha ha ha. .pucuk loved ulam also arrived. Prambudi, let's finish the ritual, "The man with the stick chuckles, his laugh breaks again.

"No Mbah! We have to find another ghost" Prambudi denied this time.

"There is no time. let's finish!," the gagged man walked closer to Citra.

The male stick trying to reach Citra's arm, but was immediately rejected by Prambudi.

"Don't touch my wife!," Prambudi yelled loudly enough.

"For every happiness it takes sacrifice, fool! So, if you want to be happy, we finish the ritual," Again the male stick trying to persuade Prambudi.

But Prambudi did not budge with his decision. He will never want to make Citra as his ritual complementary ghost. Prambudi did all this in order to live peacefully together with Citra. If the image is not there, what is the point of all this?

"Your servant rebutted me!" cried the male stick, then he closed his eyes.

"Sedaya janma sungkem marang Mbah Gogor," The male with the staff jerked his staff 3 times to the floor. At the same time, Prambudi's consciousness began to disappear. He began to be possessed, his eyelids looking white.

So did the black-clothed people who were struggling with Mas Adi and Tarji. When one person is exposed to Tarji's shot, the other person is seen convulsing with bleached eyes. They are all in possessed condition.

Meanwhile, the roof tiles of Mr. Doto tried to open the way so that Mrs Doto could enter the house. Jotos is also inevitable. But against people who are possessed, even tile people feel overwhelmed. Indeed their opponents are small in stature and easily beaten. But, every blow they gave off seemed to inflict no pain on his opponent.

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