Virgin Tumbar
Finding the Prey

Having helped two old men was difficult to get a girl whose positive aura of self and those around her difficult to penetrate. The right hand that lusts to master science like himself until he loses his life.

Now only he will end. Shut up for a moment, the figure thought what to do. Each approach like this as if scrapped all his plans.

The roll that was under the girl's feet he took, smothered him with all his might to Nilam's face. Climbing, Nilam reflexes pushed a bolster that blocked his breath, his legs were kicking, but did not hit anyone who did this to him.

The girl's face warmed up, feeling no more oxygen in the head. Nilam can only plead in weakness. Resigned, Nilam sincere if the time runs out at least he died near his mother.

In the tightness of the very Nilam felt unable to survive anymore. Suddenly Mak chokes and then coughs suddenly. The old man in the form of a dark shadow jolted, darting rapidly upwards. The wind from his body made the ceiling of the room from the bamboo webbing come loose, befalling the body of Nilam and Mak. Feeling something fall Mak's eyes immediately opened wide.

The woven sheets were quite heavy on top of them, only not hitting directly because of the bolts on Nilam's face.

Nilam's weak hand shifted the bolster, seeking a breath by tilting his face to the right side.

“Astagfirullahalazhiim ...,” his murmur is almost inaudible.

While Mak was trembling in fear.

Hanif, Juju and Hwa who woke up heard a voice in this room rushing in, immediately moving the square sheet from the top of the Grave and Nilam.

“Nilam, are you and Mak okay?” Hwa checked their situation.

Nilam could not answer, his life felt not yet collected perfectly. Had the plaits fallen on the wall, the house might have been devoured by fire, he thought. Luckily Nilam and Mak were not injured.

“Quickly we have to go right now,” said Mak while already sitting with the body holding back the shaking. “Mak follow .. Mak must be with Nilam ..” he continued again like a confused person. He knew this must have been the work of the man whom the Saints were saying and Mak wanted to see Nilam until he healed.

After consulting the three young men decided to follow Mak's advice. At exactly 01:30 they left. Mak sits in the middle, between Hanif and Nilam. Juju rests next to Hwa who is driving.

All relieved after going out far from the village, passing through the subdistrict to enter a small town even though it still passes through some empty land and protected forests.

They rest for a while in the rest area to perform dawn prayers, Mak follows the movement of Nilam as makmum. When she finished, the girl immediately hugged her mother, feeling deep. He hoped Mak would not return to present offerings to God that he called Gusti. Salat is a way of worship that is in accordance with His guidance. Nilam promised in his heart, if given the opportunity he would learn a lot more to be able to share knowledge with Mak.

The car drove back, Juju felt fresher to drive in place of Hwa. After exiting the Cikampek toll road, they entered Jakarta.

Seeing this city again like a dream for Juju, lost in the jungle had made him despair of being able to return home.

The fresher looking Hanif was seen watching Nilam. The girl stumbled on the glass several times, unable to resist sleepiness. While Mak beside him slept quietly, leaning on the car seat.

Juju felt his nudge crashing, he glanced at the rear view mirror, saw Nilam was fixing his position, then went back to sleep. The girl's body was leaning full against the door. Hanif straightened up, somehow he felt alert to improve the position of Nilam who looks prone in his eyes.

Justright. The car door lock suddenly rang up.

Just as the car swerved around the corner, the door that was closed was wide open. Hanif strangled, Juju was surprised to spontaneously press a long horn and step on the brakes. Mak awakens feeling something crash into his lap, it was Nilam's body that was pulled quickly by Hanif.

The girl who was face down on Mak's lap woke up, blinking confused eyes. The horn was unpretentious in the back as Juju slowed down. Nilam only realized what happened when he looked to the side. The car door was wide open there were many vehicles from behind who were angry, thinking the driver was careless until he almost dropped his passenger.

Hanif and Mak were shocked to look tensely at Nilam, then Mak quickly grabbed the girl to the chest releasing the anxiety that became so. His wrinkled hands rubbed Nilam's back.

As the car got slower, Hwa moved back to the door on the side of Nilam.

The atmosphere of silence for a moment enveloped, not imagined if only the girl fell outside hit by many vehicles behind earlier ….

Inexhaustible thanks Mak to Hanif and friends over and over again. Their presence slightly reduced the frightening specter for Mak Lumpit. The princess, whose former presence in the world has been awaited for 15 years, must now live in supernatural terror.

Gusti ... when does this end?

Gnarled hands Mak rubbed Nilam's shoulders full of pity.

***

After running aimlessly into the forest, following a call that continued to echo with anger in his ears, Suci stalled on a colorless plank house. He himself is not clear which part of the forest from his sorrows.

The woman walked slowly, entering. Just as an old man was shouting out in a wind. Make the Saints retreat.

“You are useless! Free!!” The swearing from the mouth covered by the mustache vibrated the Sacred body. It was read by him that the old man's efforts had failed again.

The saint went back forward, his net met a huge eye glaring at him. Only now did he meet face to face with the person who bound him in the curse agreement when it was bright, a jet black face was clearly visible with big eyes. People who frequently kidnap her in the dark and in an instant can enter this space.

Saints memorized his voice.

“I give up, make this body your crash. We will run out if we continue to fight Nilam,” said Suci flatly.

The hand was clenched on the floor. “What can be with your body?! The sign is still locked in there!”

The old man said that he almost died of heat when he was in Nilam's room now. The old man who died

could no longer help him infiltrate, weakening Nilam's body. Now, he has to fight his life as that number continues to bill promises.

"We'll see .. he or I die ...."

The saint fell down while trying to get close, his body being pushed roughly. “What can you do?! Stay there until your turn comes!”

Sacred clenched a powerful palm, he was determined to remain here. Want to see clearly until the man is dying while continuing to try will get Nilam.

***

At about two o'clock in the afternoon Nilam and friends arrived home, greeted Babe and Maemunah who were sitting in

“Alhamdulillah .. new aje dikomongin his person nongol.” Maemunah's distinctive welcoming voice, Hanif grabbed hands, kissed and hugged his mother full of haru, Babe was treated the same. A big thankfulness the young man was still given the chance to meet his beloved again.

After chatting for a while, Hwa said goodbye, taking her Corolla parked in Babe's garage.

“Thank you very much, Mr. Huwa. Uh, Hwa.” Nilam gave a small nod as the man was about to get in the car.

Hwa barreled in, her hands propped up at the door, throwing her sweetest smile for a moment. He just entered again when Juju cleared his throat, as if giving a code.

After sitting at the wheel, Hwa again pulled out his head, looked at Nilam in a few seconds, then said, “Always healthy, take care of yourself. Do not enter work first before Fit,” the message while winking one eye. Nilam's blushing smile made him laugh a little.

Juju was also ready to go home after taking a bath at Babe's house, before he took the time to meet Nilam and Mak in the back.

“Loe is fine, yes, Ni.” He ruffled the hair at the top of the girl's head, as they stood at the door. Although it looks pale and lackluster, in his eyes Nilam still attractive.

“You make it all, Ju. Don't forget to rest and take the vitamins" Nilam replied touching the back of Juju's hand.

“Awas, if you forgot worship!”

“Iya, Boss!” Nilam saluted, flirting back, making Juju anxious to pinch her cheek, but held back

look at Mak next door.

Juki kissed the victim on the back of the middle-aged woman's hand, then went home.

“Mak is confused, why are all close to you, Ni,” murmured Mak as if to himself.

“Mak, they're all good friends same Nilam.”

The girl asks Mak to rest, enjoying her soft bed. Lying around for a while, the two of them chatted about the good Babe family, while enjoying the fresh air from the windows and fans.

Nilam picked up the phone to order a food delivery subscription for later tonight. The service was very useful when the condition of limp and lazy as Nilam now, he was reluctant to buy mixed rice to the front road.

While busy tracing a finger, choosing what was roughly suitable for Mak, knocking the door to stop him, he put the phone on the table.

“Eh, Mr. Min.”

“Neng Nilam and mom are invited to dinner by Nyak.”

Nilam said thank you, it just so happened that he had not had the message earlier. A first windfall that Mak got in Jakarta.

Nilam filled the time after Ashar by reading the book of Hanif's giving. If it is active later he is eager to find a teacher who understands religion, such as Hanif's message. Studying alone, of course, he could not find any errors in the mention of his reading.

Mak was secretly amazed at the spirit of Nilam, who was able to sit for hours on end with a book on his lap.

***

“Ni?” Nilam turned his head quickly towards the familiar voice from the door.

Dian was still with work clothes and a bag in hand coming in, looking unblinkingly at the new girl

finish the Magrib prayer.

“Yes Allah, I miss ame loe, Ni.” Nilam hugged him tightly, making his breathing a little tight. “For a long time home?” dian continued holding both shoulders, watching him from top to bottom, then up again, stopping right on Nilam's face, staring in full search.

”Lu, don't forget us, right?”

Nilam's forehead wrinkled, his friend did not give him a chance to answer.

“Eh, No Mak, Ni.” Mak's hand quickly grabbed Dian and pinned to the forehead, while introducing yourself.

Seeing that Nilam finally laughed. “Why are you, anyway, Di? Yesterday forgot me, now no more?”

“Lupa how?”

“Hai, just arrived, Ni? Long time very home?”

Nilam was again made gaping when Dara and Tri also took turns to hug him, as if he went home for a very long time until they were so longing.

Nilam felt the love of his friends back to him, relieved that everything had returned to how it was. He deliberately did not ask why they changed at that time, but when they were chatting, the story flowed itself from Dara's mouth, then continued Tri.

Tell me that two nights ago the Babe family invited Kyai from the cottage and some of the students to pray together. Then they also drank the water of the zam-zam that had been prayed for.

“The three of us that night were vomiting, Ni. Si Dian tuh fainted,” exclaimed Dara chimed.

"Yes, vomiting black blood" added

Nilam hugged them again, apologizing for the Sacred's mistake. Thankfully, the three girls did not mind, seeing that Nilam was healthy they were happy.

Hugs from three friends regrow hope in the heart Nilam~~~~, hopefully there is no more strange things that

it happened between them.

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