40 Days, Terror Pocong

the revenge continues

The village that used to be very crowded even though the night is now turned into a cemetery.

A body wrapped in a white shroud was jumping in the middle of the road.

"Dead..."

"Kabeh kudu died..."

That night became the most gripping scourge, how not today exactly seven days after the death of Jusron.

Geck...

Tok

Geck...

The owner of the house did not want to open the door even being hugged with all his family members.

"Father.." cried from the children of the family.

"Calm down, this will pass" The man was terrified.

How not, tonight is very gripping not only the wind blowing strong, the figure of a vengeful pocong was wandering around looking for the perpetrators.

A man who just finished robbing accidentally runs away and finds Yusron's house empty.

because the two were already afraid of the judges so the citizens chose to hide there.

"Crazy hot house, even though the house is so hot, yes" he murmured.

he actually had an inner eye, but unfortunately he often asked for help for evil.

But this heart he in the Kunti work that he often asked i, because it turns out the house he had robbed was a boarding house.

Automatically, he can die as a collision if still reckless to do the maling, uh but apesnya he still teriaki citizens.

The man walked over to look at the pitch-black house, he was startled suddenly the figure of a little boy holding his leg.

"All bald people go home Sono in search of your mother" said the man kicking the tuyul figure.

As he walked by accident he fell to the floor and his hand hit something.

He fainted, and he was pulled into another mensi, he was in the house.

But he saw that four people were entering the house.

After that, the four immediately smothered the mouths of the two couples who slept on the floor mattress.

The man fought back and there was a fierce fight, the figure of the sweet black man looked very smart in martial arts.

But unfortunately he was outnumbered, one of the men who had a tattoo on his right arm entangled the man with a rope to the point of helplessness, and fainted.

"How about Gung, he fainted" asked one of the perpetrators.

"Down, hang it there, but wait a minute for us to see how the punishment has snapped at us" said the man who appeared to be the leader of the delinquent.

The tied beauty was dragged into the living room where her husband was ready for execution.

One of the men wearing a blue skull splashed water on the man who was about to die.

"Wake up a saint, kakuntak wants to see hah, how this beautiful and white wife of yours we serve, she will definitely be satisfied with all of us, ha-ha-ha-ha," the voice of the leader of the group that had torn the woman's clothes

While women who are treated like that can only cry and rebel but what power.

Her strength was incomparable to those three men, who instantly touched and rendered the woman helpless in front of her husband.

"All of you are savages" said Yusron, who wanted to save his wife, who was being played with by the men.

Unexpectedly, one of them pulled the rope up to lift up to the ceiling of the house.

How not, before his death he instead witnessed his wife being harassed by those savages.

"Crazy pantes nih body covered in Mulu, this nice guy I don't want to leave him here, just take it yuk we can enjoy it again, and make it damaged all, you know, after that throw in the cassava garden so that all residents can also see it, it is quite a body like this is not made a spectacle," proposed one of the savage actors.

"In addition, the gas is also a saintly person is dead, so people do not need to support people, now see if his God came down to help him not right," said a man wearing a milk mask who had pulled the rope up.

He was Andre, the man who with laughter hanged the man viciously.

Suddenly he gasped in shock and immediately opened his eyes, he was holding a prayer beads made of stigi wood.

Which turned out to be a prayer beads belonging to the figure of the hanging man, but when he turned his body.

He was shocked not to play, the article on his face fit, grinning a pocong figure full of maggots and blood dripping down his face.

"Who are you." asked the man in an angry voice.

"I'm Azam, a man who came to hide in this house, sorry I'm so sorry about what happened to you" the man said in fear.

"Can you see it?"

"Yes, I have the sixth Indra and I can see that fateful night" Azam replied.

"You can stay here, but help me find those bastards" said pocong yusron.

"I can't," Azam refused because if once he helped a vengeful creature.

Then he will definitely be the target of other creatures to do the same, even though he does not want to do that.

"Help me, I've killed one in four of their flocks, and my wife has gone mad because of the abuse they've been through" Yusron said.

"But you are a religious person, why is this?"

"I can't go, I have to take revenge, now I'm going to find the second person" said the missing pocong yusron figure.

"No.." he cried out.

It turned out that last night was just a dream, he woke up still face down by holding a prayer beads

When he woke up, he saw a pocong figure that had been on the bed last night to be silent as long as the sun appeared.

"Our mission is, I'm going to borrow a shirt, understand my clothes are dirty," said the man, opening Yusron's closet.

But a book fell at Azam's feet, he opened the book and he trembled to see the photo inside.

There were two twins who were posing respectfully like soldiers.

"Second if big mas want a good army to be able to defend our country," chatted a boy with his sister who was in the rice field.

"If I want to be ustadz, even though in the village is also not papa, we must learn mas, so that we can achieve our wishes," said little yusron.

A resident who is famous as a juragan is driving around carrying old school cameras.

"Yusron, Azam here take a photo for a while, let's have some memories" the man called.

Azam hugged the photo, not expecting to see the horrible death of his sister.

"Yusron." cried the man who had been almost fifteen years looking for his lost sister lost lost when they were taken to the city by a group of Hashimite masters.

Because constantly blamed finally Azam fled the house because he felt guilty for leaving everything.

Azam also crawled up crying looking at the astral figure on the bed, "grandfather.why can it be like this, why do you have to die like this, mas kangen deck.." cried Azam.

"Mas Azam, Yusron wants them dead, sir,"

"Definitely deck, I'm willing you to use me for revenge, let's just say it's my redemption that has neglected to take care of you." cried Azam who immediately slept in the place where Yusron lay.