The Virgin Corpse Assignment
Section 95
...THE VIRGIN CORPSE...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 95...
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Sadam's opportunity to deceive Sumiarsih increasingly shows results. Especially since the death of Sukaesih, his mind and heart are increasingly depressed. Since then, Juanda's wife often fell ill and sickly.
The love story of three people is not over. Successfully getting rid of Sukaesih, Selasih's heart was tethered to Juanda. Anger at Sadam's attitude that had betrayed him, made the young widow want to repay him with equal treatment. So Ki Jarok was the main reason for being asked for help.
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“Maafin Akang, Neng,” said Sadam while resting and holding Asih fingers. “Akang realized, Akang has done wrong. Promise, after this incident ... Akang will change. Akang will soon marry Eneng.”
Smiling coldly.
‘Basi! Everything has changed, Kang,’ made the woman. ‘I'm a girl. It is not that easy to heal an already wounded heart. Especially now, Juragan Juanda was already within his grasp. Just waiting for another person who becomes a barrier.’
“Eneng want ‘kan sorryin Akang, Neng?” ask Sadam expectantly. “We reorganized our relationship from the beginning. I promise, Akang will change.”
Still not answering.
“Neng ..”.
Asih.
“Why doesn't Eneng also answer? Eneng is still angry with Akang?”
Asih took a long breath. “Sign up, Kang. I want to think about it.”
Sadam's up. Stand face to face in close distance. Then slowly the man raised his head to land his kiss on Asih's lips.
“Do not, Kang,” Asih said while looking away.
“Why, Neng?” ask Sadam a little disappointed. “Akang kangen sama Eneng. We haven't seen each other in a long time.” Trying to move the head back. “Akang kangen same time we were before. Eneng kangen also ‘kan same Akang?”
Again evasive.
“No, Kang. Don't do that again.”
“Why?”
Asih.
“What because Juragan Juanda is more satisfying than Akang?”
THE PLAQUE!
A slap landed on the man's cheek.
“Happy Akang's mouth!” exclaim with a gaze full of anger. “Akang think I'm a girl what?”
Sadam even smiled coldly while rubbing his cheeks. Slowly he glanced at the woman. Nanar looked at his eyes like he was thinking about something. “You think your slap hurts, Neng?” tanyanya cynic. “This Akang heart is much more sick, Neng! You think Akang doesn't know what you're doing with Juragan Juanda, huh?! You slept with that old man, ‘kan? Admit it, Chick Whore!”
The Asih hand again lifted and moved to float about to land a second slap. But this time the reflex was held back by Sadam, then gripped tightly until the woman grimaced in pain.
Sadam's loud voice suddenly sounded terrible. “Satan!” it means in front of the face. “Basic women don't know themselves! Already since I tried to be patient, but your behavior makes me more eager to hurt you further, Asih!”
THE PLAQUE!
“Aaahhh!”
“Sick?” tanya Sadam followed her deck. “Sick, ‘kan? Uuuhh .. must be very sick. Ha-ha!”
“You hurt me, Sadam!” shouts Asih while rubbing his face. “Do not expect after this I—“
THE PLAQUE!
“Aww!”
“Again? Pain, ‘kan?”
“Sadam!”
The man pushed Asih's body into a lunge and fell to the ground hard. Following the laughter Sadam filled the hut room. “Stand up!” his words were rude as he pulled Asih's hand and forced her to stand up. Not enough to get there, he pushed the woman back on the cots.
“Do not, Sadam! I beg!” exclaims Asih frightened as soon as Sadam comes closer. The man immediately loosened his pants and got ready to push. “No, Sadam! Don't do that! I beg!”
BRUK!
“Aahhh!” Asih moaning softly held shortness of breath due to Sadam's weight.
In such a crucial moment, suddenly screams of pain echoed from Sadam's mouth. The man held his head, then slipped to the side of Asih's body.
Not yet after Sadam's suffering, a crushing aftershock hit the man's nape.
“Aaahhh!”
BUKS!
“Aaahhh!”
BUKS!
This time there was no longer any pain from him. Sadam was standing still over the cots, covered in blood. But punch after punch still struck blindly. Until then, everything was suddenly silent.
Asih recoiled backwards with a frightened face. He slowly removed the wooden block in his hand that was mixed with fresh blood.
“Kang Sadam ...” sigh the woman as if not believing what has happened.
Either demon from where, when fear began to peak earlier, suddenly the fingers Asih felt like touching a hard and long object. Then without thinking about it, he immediately grabbed it and smashed it towards Sadam's head. Not enough, even a few hits. Countless until finally saw the figure of the man silent not wiggling. Silence as the beating of his heart stopped forever.
“No! It's not my fault! This is really not my fault...” joking Asih while shaking in disbelief. “I just defend myself, ‘kan? Ah, no! A-i ... a-i ...”
Then the woman also moved away. Get down from the halls with trembling feet, then stagger through, scattering from the hut with breathless breath. He was confused as to how and where. So among the shock pressure, Asih ran home as fast as possible without even looking back. Leaving the hut and the figure of Sadam lying covered in blood.
In the middle of the road, accidentally cross paths with Mbah Jarwo.
“What's up, Asih?” asked the old man astonished and pilar stared at the splash of fresh blood that hit the Asih shirt section.
“No! It's not my fault, Mbah!” exclaimed the woman receded backwards, away from the figure of Kampung Kedawung Elders. “I swear! It's not my fault!”
Mbah Jarwo frowned. He began to suspect that something had just happened to one of his citizens. “Quiet, Asih. Calm. Everything's gonna be fine. Calm. What really happened, hhmmm?”
Instead of answering, Asih shook his head. For a moment he looked at the old man with a bias of fear. Then ran back to leave Mbah Jarwo just like that.
‘Something has happened and it's for sure!’ to the old man. ‘That blood .. the blood still looked wet and fresh. I don't know what blood or who. But from the direction he came just now, it seemed to be from there ...’ He looked in the direction he expected. Then he thought he immediately remembered at a place he had visited before. ‘The powder. Must be in that shack! The place where Asih and Sadam met the nights, doing something damned. Hhmmm, I'd better get there. T-but ...’
“Ah, I have to find Sarkim first!”
...SERIATE...