Wewe Gombel Revenge
Terror Wewe
"No sir, please calm yourself The entrance to the forest has been set up by the police line. You can't get there before you get permission."
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Do not know what strange ritual has been done by Mr. Nedi to Aurel. He planted Aurel's body under the tree where he meditated. Every certain night Mr. Nedi gives offerings in handsome. Some of them are blood, flowers, eggs and incense. It's been a hundred days that Aurel's body has been buried down there.
However, the crows are still flying above. And as if from the ground, his body smelled foul, green flies swarming and storming over the land of Aurel's grave. Right on Friday night Mr. Nedi turned increasingly into a man who was getting fitter and stocky. His energy is also increasing. Beard
no longer white.
"My studies and rituals are over. I have to be alone! Ahahah." ahahah."
Laughter Nedi sir while talking to the waiter of the big tree.
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The howls of four-legged fanged animals and their butterflies barking from a distance like they are carrying news of invisible creatures, wandering at night.
Misting, cold air and the sound of knocking doors to the houses of the residents. Now it is being rocked by the disturbance of curious spirit creatures. Yesterday a little boy went missing while playing in the twilight. A five-year-old boy who is said to have been carried by a supernatural being. A monstrous form of being was seen by a shaman who was none other than Aurel's father.
"How is our son Mbah?"
Ask a mother who is visiting the practice of Mr. Nedi.
He was very surprised to see from the green gemstone relics of the tree dwellers. That the mother's son was brought by a figure of Wewe gombel who faced Aurel.
Mr. Nedi gave strange things like plants to the mother. With sweat still pouring down on the forehead. Mr. Nedi was still shocked and was breathing unsteadily looking at Aurel's very different form.
"What Creature Does Mbah mean? Then how can my son come back?"
Mr. Nedi shook his head and sowed salt on the white incense.
"Wewe gombel!"
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Since that event, the issue of Wewe gombel disorder still continues to haunt the villagers. If dusk has come, the parents immediately look for their Children who are still playing outside and take home. The whole village seemed deserted, the adults stopped their activities and all their work and went home and locked the door of the house tightly.
Heck,tok.
Heck,tok.
Day changed night. The residents that every house has small children must get a mysterious knock on the door. Not everyone knows the news of Wewe gombel disorder that likes to knock on doors, targeting the souls of young children.
A fateful night for the Yanti family. He opened the door when he heard a knock from outside the house. He looked around looking lonely. There was no one at the door. Even if the footprints tread the muddy soil from the rest of the rain puddles, the floor still looks clean.
Yanti is a housewife who lives with her husband. At home there are only two and two twins. In front of the door seemed empty but the youngest of the two children waved and smiled towards the door.
"Mom, mom.. Hiks, hysterics."
Her first child ran into the room. Yanti was very panicked to close the door and chase after the firstborn. He hides under the bed.