Wewe Gombel Revenge
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Determination to pour hot water on the skin, exfoliate it yourself and flush the wound with blood. As if by hurting yourself, the confidence to see the blue sky again could be reached. Mystical things do not always straighten out the goal. But plunging into the deepest hole in life is worse. The figure of the sombre wewe and the clumsiness of his resurrection again.

The rays of dawn today did not sparkle, the reflection angle of light that entered from the sidelines of the weathered tree holes in the forced through with the cold was still gripping the forbidden forest. Lonely, silent, silent, there was only the sound of wild animals desperately slamming the fear and anxiety of a soul who threw a glance at every corner to find a way out. He was banging on that rooted wall and crying, his hands and feet were slimy and the wavy scent attached to his piercing nose mixed with the smell of carrion.

" Yukk.."

Yara spewed out her stomach. He was so frustrated that he could not bear the smell of air in the place.

Screams, laughter and noise from elsewhere. Yara followed the source of the voice, much to her surprise she saw dozens of small children gathered in white slum clothes. Human children, one of whom has a friend's son who is gone.

“Tole!” yara ran to reach the boy.

But he was stopped by a figure of a wewe gombel holding the child and holding him to sit on a chair made of tree roots. The figure of the creature turned glaring looking at Yara then rubbed the hair of the tole with her long fingernail fingers.

“Go..” the echoing sound of wewe gombel hints to Yara.

“Arghhh...” scream Yara ran looking for a way.

The four students were already gone with their bad luck. In the distance Mr. Nedi spread incense and sprinkled around the forbidden forest. Until now, his view has not been able to penetrate exactly where the nest of wewe gombel. For forty days he cast a spell and asked for help from the genie waiting for the sacred tree.

“Hei old sir!” whisper a woman's voice near her earlobe.

“I know this is the temptation of that damn kid!” muttered Pak Nedi again focused on saying a mantra.

“Old man, don't you want me? Aurel, hahhah.” the echo of the voice of the figure of the gombel wewe disappeared changed the sound of the laughter of small children.

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This time despite being an supernatural being. The figure of the gombel wewe who was once a human put Gilang's body on the waist across the city's borders so that the riders who passed the deadly path saw him. The desire of the figure was realized, Gilang was taken to the hospital and when he realized immediately to find the whereabouts of Bella and Aurel.

...To the common thread in the past, whoever you are in the present. I will continue to seek and protect you. We have a lot of bittersweet and sweet things to go through together. With all your sacrifices to keep me from your father who wants to kill me. Saying thank you is not enough. I'm still searching the rest of the ages, even though I know you've turned into a terrible figure. #Lang....

Gilang's body has not yet recovered, he insists on finding both meaningful women in his life. His feet rested on the forbidden forest land. He put up ropes and various signs to give a trail and signal hoping to find it quickly.