The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 84
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 84...
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Lilis' face bowed lethargic, like heavy when she was about to mention a name that had made Basri more curious.
The woman did not immediately answer, but instead re-ignited a new cigarette after the first one had been ignited.
“D-dia .. d-dia ... is my own sister.”
“Iya. Whochu mean? I probably know him too.”
“Akang sure?”
“Can Yes, can also enggak.”
GECK! GECK! GECK!
Goddamnit!
The sound of a knock on the door had to delay Lilis from answering, while paying off the curiosity in Basri's enlarged heart.
Food and beverage orders are delivered directly to the front of the room by the inn manager. Before opening the door, Lilis tidied up the order of her body cover.
“Thank you, yes,” said Lilis so received the order earlier, then immediately closed the door after giving a little money tips on the waiter. “We eat first yes, Kang,” said Lilis while preparing food orders on the room table. “That's why, we keep talking again.”
Basri took a deep breath. Curiosity that has been stored since, for a while forced to return he guarded. Then glanced at the table where the package of food that was ready to be enjoyed. ‘Huh, dammit!’ rutuk the man was so knowing, what kind of menu served there. Fried chicken. ‘Gua forgot to tell Lilis, if the cave can not eat good food.’ For a moment he stroked his stomach. At the time, Basri was not hungry. Special massage on the lips of the road to where Ki Jarok lived earlier, it still seems quite disturbing until now.
An owl?
Ah, Basri just woke up now. At the time of eating the animal alive, he did not feel any disturbances as often obtained first. Wh why? Is this one of the surprises that Ki Jarok meant? Basri can enjoy ....
“Eat, Kang,” said Lilis while thrusting food wrappers to Basri.
“Oke, thank you.”
‘Fried chicken meat ...’ mutters the man in the heart. ‘Very tempting, but what cave can already eat this, huh? Just worry until the bad creature is seen by Lilis.’
‘Eh, but .. what's wrong with trying? Maybe now it's another,’ batin back Basri. ‘Not that it was a cave try when eating owl meat.’
KRAUK!
The first bite with a sense of doubt has begun to do Basri. Continue chewing and getting ready to be swallowed. There's no incident whatsoever. Everything is going normal. No smell, the appearance of something, or other strange things.
GLAKES!
‘Lilis ...’
No more sounding of the woman's voice. It was clear that he was eating together.
“Lis?”
Basri looked around for Lilis.
“Gosh!” giggling shocked the man, as soon as his gaze hit on another figure not far from him. Food in the mouth that has not been swallowed, scattering out filled the bed. The one in his hand almost slipped off.
How not, the figure that was originally thought to be Lilis was ....
“Fucking creatures!” rutuk Basri was shocked. “What are you doing here, huh?! Jachaa”
“B-okalah ... cave will no longer eat this food, okay? That's ‘kan you want, huh?” basri said while putting food parcels on the bed, then slowly down from there to leave the room. “Before the cave just want to try for a while, what if you eat good food like this you will still come? You see, when the cave eats owl meat, you don't deny the cave. He-he.” There is no bias of fear in Basri's view of the presence of the creepy figure. Just ordinary. As if it had become something normal to him.
“Aargghhh!”
There was a growling sound from the creature while staring at Basri with his black and hollow eyelids.
“Now go again,” pinta the man while backing away. “Your presence makes cave peace .. semaput, Cong. Ehe-he. Go there, gih!”
“Aargghhh!” Back the pocong-shaped creature issued a growling sound. But surprisingly, this time you can actually talk. “I will not let you live well, Son of Man! But I'd love it more if you did anything that all your God ran away from.”
“Ah, new progress apparently you, Cong,” Basri said stunned. “Now you can talk to everyone. Ha-has. Good ... good ... great!”
The creature's head twitched in the direction Basri paced. “I will always know what you are doing, Son of Man. Because my tribe has been united with your body on the orders of Our Queen Mother, Queen Galimaya.”
“Aahhh, so your queen turned out to give the same gift of the cave in the form of you, Cong?” ask Basri fad.
The pocong creature did not answer. The front of his face was fluttering towards Basri. Either do not want to answer or it has been given so.
“Why silence, Cong? You can't talk back? Hi-hi.”
“I speak for what I know and our Queen Mother entrusts, Son of Man.”
Basri.
“Have been able to guess,” he said after his laughter stopped. “So ... It's as if your queen is a cave-life spy, ‘kan? Can it be so next? How about the cave do something else, Cong?”
The creature wrapped in a white, scum cloth and smelled it silently watching.
“The cave will confess something that you and your queen do not like. You want to know what it is, Cong?”
The one being spoken to remained silent. The black and almost flat part of his face did not give any reaction.
“Gua will recite the sacred verses of the God of the cave, Cong. Hi-hi! You want to listen?”
This time the creature was moving in a daze like it was about to retreat.
“Why? You're scared, Cong?” asked Basri constantly tagged the creepy creature. Then the man really wanted to do it. Read a little short letter of the Qur’an that he remembered. “Aaauuu .. uh, aauuu. Duh, why is the cave tongue like this, huh? It was nothing, really. Though the cave just want to ngelafalin ta’awudz.”
“Rrrghhh!”
‘Ah, dammit! Why is it like this, anyway? The tongue of the cave can not be gerakin cave when you want to read the verse Al Qur’an earlier,’ Inner Basri astonished and confused. ‘OK, cave try again, deh, now. Maybe basmalah can ...’
“Biss ... bus .. mmll .. aaahhh.” Difficulty Basri pronouncing the sentence basmalah. Even to exert half his strength, the sentence could not be spoken perfectly from the tongue.
‘Goshaa! What's the matter? The cave absolutely cannot pronounce the sacred sentences of the God of the cave!’
“Rrggghhh!”
“Aaahhh, b-biss .. mmhh .. aahhhh!” Basri is still trying to try, but the result remains the same. “Aahhhh! What's the same cave tongue, Tuhaaannn?!”
The pocong creature again moved forward to its original place and mangut-mangut repeatedly. “Aarrgghhh! Ha-ha!”
“What do you mean by cave ngetawain, motherfucker?!”
“Ha-ha!”
Slowly his form disappeared and finally vanished without a trace at all.
...SERIATE...