Wewe Gombel Revenge
MATI

Right in the hole covered by the banana leaf was a Key that was half stiff with a dashed breath releasing tears of blood. The smell of piercing rancor, pierced by the wind blew a banana leaf from the pile. There is something strange when the candle is still burning even though the fire has been blown many times by strong winds. The red-colored flame lit up, on top of which was a wisp of black smoke curling around nonstop. Jona moved closer and closer, she shifted the banana leaves. Until one sheet remains, his head was hit by Mr. Nedi with a wooden beam from behind.

Bugh..

Mr. Nedi dragged him into the bush and slashed Jona's arm very deeply. Jona's blood was carried by Nedi sir in a large bowl, then he walked to the sacred tree to offer Jona's blood to the genie he adored.

“Hahahhh...” the sound of laughter waiting for the tree when getting fresh blood from Pak Nedi.

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“Rey, let's just go from here. My feeling is not good” said Yara pulled Rey's arm while throwing a glance at the skull head that was on the table of recitation belonging to Mr. Nedi.

The eyes of the skull that had been hollowed out small black spiders and maggots. Yara looked away and closed her mouth. He wanted to scream and run. But they were very frightened to see the figure of a large-bodied woman with a dangling chest walking closer to the offering table.

“Arghhhh..” fear of both that cannot be ignored.

Yara and Rey ran out. The wewe sombel creature did not seem to speak of them, but was destroying the contents of the offerings belonging to Mr. Nedi and burning down the hut.

“Arghhh, come Rey fast!” yara's screams turned to ask Rey to leave immediately.

Rey was silent, a blaze of firelight revealed something in the hole she was looking at. Key's face with the body in a shroud wrap. On top of his body was already wrapped by a black snake.

“Key! Key!” call Rey hysterical.

“Rey!” peekit Yara's.

Yara cried in fear, she wanted to approach Rey but there was still a terrible figure of a dreadful gombel wewe. Yara hugged her knees and was still sobbing. He had given up hope or had resigned if the terrible figure would have killed him.

“Sister, sister. come with me” whispered the cold-handed little boy clutching Yara's arm.

“Who are you?”

Yara followed the little boy's steps up to a giant tree that had large roots hanging down. On it were many crows flying and there was the sound of laughter of small children coming from inside the tree.

“Where am I?” yara muttered and wiped her tears.

“Let's play” the hand-pull of a boy made him realize that the boy is a tole. The child whose friend is forever looking for until he is gone.

“Where are you going? Your mother is gone, come join brother home” Yara carrying him running in the middle of the dark forest and muddy road with various plants that block.

Along the way the boy was crying, from the former place he left a loud roar as if a figure full of wrath was eyeing.

Taking a small child who has been stolen by wewe gombel is a fatal mistake. Yara has been pursued by death from the revenge of two invisible forms.