The Skewers House
Retno and Prambudi

"You remember the night that our home burned down?" Prambudi asked Mas Adi. His face looks sad.

Mas Adi sat closer to Prambudi. He is still quite vigilant, considering that Prambudi's figure looks no longer like a human in general.

"That night Ms. Retno was about to be picked up by the group of people you are now facing Di," Prambudi took a deep breath, his eyes open.

"Who exactly is this person?" Mas Adi took the initiative to ask.

"A sect. A very large number of his followers. They have controlled almost all sectors of life in our home. Their members are scattered where. That night, the owner of the parlor tried to protect Retno from being taken by this person. I saw for myself how the owner of the parlour was surrounded by people in black. The owner of the parlour that we think is a bad figure, but in fact he is so protective Ma'am Retno," Prambudi smiled at a glance, more like a grin of a wild animal.

"Somehow the owner of the parlour knows the weakness of this person. Their weakness is fire. But unfortunately, because of the outnumbered owners of the parlour in the end surrounded, he was killed viciously. Ms. Retno courageously picked up the torch from the owner of the parlour and ignited the curtains of the room. Until finally there was a fire," Prambudi again sighed.

"This sect obliges its members to sacrifice women who are in a state of coming to the moon in a ritual. They call him the ghost. Nine ghosts, so to complete the ritual must be prepared 9 victims," Prambudi stared at Mas Adi.

"Keep why did Retno want to be picked up by this person? What is Retno's relationship with the sect?" Mas Adi again asked.

"That's because Retno's parents are members of the sect. Retno's parents hung themselves before completing the ritual. So that the ritual of the mantu sangang bequeathed in his offspring. People from this sect could detect the blood of the descendants of its members. That's why they were able to find Retno" Prambudi stopped his story for a moment

"Then, due to a fire that night people from the sect failed to bring Ms. Retno. Retno's mom ran away from the parlour, and so did I. And at that time I thought you were gone, trapped in a burning room. It turns out that you are still shaded by luck," Prambudi chuckled.

"And finally, the three of us have each other's lives. I work hard to find happiness. You and Retno also live a life that I do not know what. I think our past is done, a new leaf has come and happiness I can achieve. However, that hope was dashed when I got a letter from Retno's mother," Prambudi sighed again.

"Letter?" Mas Adi frowned.

"A letter, which tells how initially Retno can be happy to marry someone who accepts and loves her sincerely. Until people from the sect came back, they managed to find Retno's mother for the second time. They reminded that Mbak Retno has a debt that must be resolved. There was no other choice for the descendants of sect disciples. If he doesn't finish the ghost, his life will never calm down. He will accept terror, the spirit of a woman who has been the victim of a ghost, will continue to interfere with his life. And one more thing, people in the sect who have reached the age of adulthood with the same number of 22 years, will suddenly suffer bruises and bruises all over his body. The bruise mark can only be reduced and lost when the ritual is performed," Prambudi held his forehead that felt dizzy. His consciousness is fading.

"Continue now, where is Retno Pram?," Mas Adi interrupted Prambudi's explanation. Mas Adi became impatient, when he heard Prambudi's explanation.

"Mbak Retno can only undergo one ghost ritual. Her soft heart made her feel guilty. From the last letter he sent me, he told me that he could no longer bear to live in such fear. And a few days after Retno disappeared, in this house. Like being swallowed by smoke," Prambudi pensively, as well as Mas Adi.

"I moved here, investigated. Until I found a tomb in the garden behind this house. I'm sure it's Retno, he's not in the world, he's killed himself" Prambudi shed tears. Mas Adi also seemed to be hit with Prambudi's explanation.

"Then, what about her husband who reportedly went abroad? Are you not suspicious, maybe her husband who hurt Ms Retno?," Mas Adi again asked. Prambudi shook his head slowly.

"In her letter, Ms Retno told him that her husband loved her so much. I think Retno's husband knew of his wife's death. Maybe he was so devastated to see Retno's mother commit suicide. And Mbah Kadir, the father-in-law of Mbak Retno who is a shaman bounces his son to forget the figure of his wife. He forgot his wife committed suicide, he also forgot how his wife looked. Why did I conclude so? It was drawn from a faceless bridal painting installed in the living room. Mbak Retno's husband longs for his wife's figure, but is unable to remember her face," Prambudi smiled wryly.

"Logical? You speak logic, whereas in front of you I am a tiger demon like this?," Prambudi chuckled, sneering at Mas Adi.

"Then, why do you who know the story of Retno so tragically even entered into this sect? What do you get from this damn sect and ritual?," Mas Adi growled, his hands clenched tightly.

"Harta, wealth, and happiness" Prambudi answered quickly.

"How can you be happy, by taking the life of others brengs*k?," Mas Adi clutched the collar of Prambudi's shirt.

"If I do not perform the ritual of the ghost, then this ritual will continue to be passed on to my descendants. It's my responsibility to complete this ritual" Prambudi looked at Mas Adi so deeply. His eyes seem to shake.

"What do you mean Pram? Do not twist," Mas Adi still gripped the collar of Prambudi's shirt.

"Mbak Retno and I are siblings. When Ma'am Retno died, then the obligation to complete the ritual of the ghost became my responsibility," Prambudi half whispered.

"Huh? What other lies is this? Where did you come to this kind of crazy conclusion?," Mas Adi released the grip of his hand, he stood away from Prambudi.

"That is the fact of the. Retno and I were banished when our parents felt unable to complete the ritual. Our parents thought it could save us. However, in fact the sect can really sniff our existence. Even the biggest donor of the home we live in is one of the followers of the sect," Prambudi felt his head throbbing violently.

"Life is funny in. Wrong in making a decision, it will have an effect not only on our own lives, but also on our lineage" Prambudi clung to the wall. He tried to stand up.

"One more thing. I thought, maybe if you can stop this sect. Since you are a good person, your sense of justice is high. I'll tell you how to find a cult follower. Those who are followers of the sect, who have completed the ritual of the ghost have a bluish bruise mark on his left wrist," Prambudi smiled.

Prambudi held his head, feeling his consciousness disappearing. A loud and terrifying growl sounded out from his mouth.

"Now shoot me at. Kill me, before my consciousness is taken over by the devil. Even though I was a criminal, at least let me die as a human," Prambudi pleaded, a few droplets of tears dripping down his cheeks which began to grow fine fur fur instantly.

Mas Adi reached for the gun in his pants. He pointed the gun at Prambudi. His hands were trembling, his heart was hurting. The friend and the person he considered to be his younger brother, asked him to be delivered to death.

DOOORRRRR

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