A Collection of Horror Stories

Episode 24

Gawan just returned from Glambir . Last year, we were talking about how to attract women . Sound full of wonderful temptation . I really want to know the scheme to get the women . Just , all this time my lips were cuddled . It means no courage .

It's only 10pm now, I'm done with gawan . I opened the boarding door and accidentally, a letter came to me . Still standing and heartbroken, I open the letter plan . During the peek of my brow, my heart never ceases to pray . Afraid I'm, it's a ghost letter . Or just a prank trick that friends serve .

Like I said before, I just got home from school . I found it in a bicycle basket, a neat paper . And written as best as possible . I believe it was a fatma . Well, she's the prettiest girl in my school . Although the brown skin . Quickly open it, and learn the message as deeply as possible . Oh, praise me to God ! true . This is a fatma letter !

As a result I pulled out the bike and skated over the gate . Arriving at the place of the agreement, the address is clearly not wrong . The letter says "hai dear . Come here . I wait for you !

And once I wait 'em, there's nothing but a man-filled boarding environment . Until the afternoon I got a monkey surprise . "Ah, fuck !" idaho . They played me . It was a rombeng script . Who am I meeting ? not a woman . Except for the curly-haired man and the tight-fitting sepaha shirt .

I have never written a letter since . I don't want to throw it in the trash, the door is knocked from the outside, I open it and the gawan stands snatching in . My letter was taken . I couldn't make it, he first tore the paper . Read it like a panembram opening . Ah , crazy him . Suddenly my annoyance disappeared . It wasn't a hoax, 'cause it said "fuck me told us to come to his house . The location is not far away, it may only take three hours riding the motorbike" . Short and fast up to , of course by disobeying traffic .

Long story short, our shubuh arrived . Gawan beetle motor starts kempot . Gasoline ran out, fortunately we got to the village . Location is quite lagging , there is no development program here . So , there are still many old mess former netherlands . Quickly I go to the door, no matter the house people look up . New clock shows 5 o'clock . That is, we don't rest . Oh, my bones seem to be cooling down . Eve was that kind of thing .

Bude apparently opened the window immediately . He was happy to welcome us, "there must be shrimp behind tempeh . There is an intention of wanting him to move at once" I thought . It turns out that my guess was wrong, he with a radiant red skin, invited us to relax . Gawan came out to the surau, while I stayed here . Since I am a nonis (non islamic), it doesn't take long . Morning arrived, bude told us to take the goods to the opposite city . Usually it is not like this . My job is often to clean the antiques, he likes to sell and then re-collect the ancient stuff .

Car jumps all the way to town across . The shop building is similar to a cafe in kohln, Germany . Like my budeku's orders, we complete the item notes and a box of cardboard full of objects as old as we bring . The woman was in a white suit, with a flowering grey skirt . Once I noticed the necklace that was clutching the neck . My mind guesses "he's a fortune teller"

Why do I suppose so ? the pendant he wore was carved into a pentagram . Want it to feel like asking for fortune telling, my daydreams are up, gawan is calling me . So I went to him and the car immediately jumped in the road. During the journey, the shadow of the woman continued to dance . I should know if he really is gipsy ?

Night arrived with a bude who put old-fashioned items into a glass cabinet . He said later, we don't touch knickknacks it's a danger . According to him, every prehistoric thing has mystical powers . Behind who owns it . I just giggled slowly .

By 9pm . I turned off the light switch, the blanket just started pulling . Suddenly heard by me, the sound of shoes running fast . My body is awake . Far away my eyes watched the curtains blow wildly and the glass vibrations grew more intense . I put out the baton, then I unexpectedly the window opened hard and the gawan barged in my room window ! "fucking this goat" my heart .

"Hi ! Why are you being chased by a dog ?" much

He laughed quite happily and increasingly made his face like a land crocodile . Slowly and alertly, the man throws the right left eye . As if afraid of someone peeking at his pants .

“Tadi , I was thrown dipper same person . I was caught peeping at his son through the window !” that's saying

I just laughed at the humming .

"What are you going to do with that behavior ?" ask back

Gawan is confused .

We have difficulty approaching women . Not a physical issue, a question of how to look . It's not about handsome or who's richest . But , the courage in approaching . Honey, I don't have the balls . I got the inspiration immediately . Immediately I whispered gawan, he nodded without looking . "Ah, this crocodile is starting to be" I thought . What do we do next ?

That night I decided to come to the antique shop . My bart barter shop was . The state of the city was quiet, at least only the sound of thunder . The rain is coming . In the meantime we were like lost children . And what we did was almost self-defeating . Divining ! a sacred antiquity which is still recognized by primitive reason is I .

The green painted wooden planks of the land . Well managed a peranakan dutch . I thought the store wasn't open . The reason is, the board close says "please go home, if we do not operate , at two in the morning" . Continuous mosquito repels****** skin . Gawan scrunched up his jacket, he hugged his own body . Like miss the lover's embrace .

Suddenly the sound of the car engine appeared . We were holding our heads together, and there was a white Volkswagen waiting next to the road . To cross . Gym lights go out, so long the car dies . There was silence for some time, until not long out the woman in office clothes . He seems to be burning anger . The woman was in trouble, without thinking long we came there .

Getting closer and closer . I finally found out he's the owner of the schoone de bloom shop . That's what I'm looking for, the woman got into the car . While we push as hard as a horse, let the car go . No need to linger long . So the car arrived on the lip of the workshop, the main engine faltered . According to the antique shop owner, he rarely cleaned spark plugs .

On that cold night , the car was finished . As a thank you . We were given permission to play at his house . I'm happy to follow 'em, the house is quite big and wide . Much teak wood was painted dark, a pavilion visible far across the hallway . Lining of the lodge pole, clad in wine red cloth . I guess, the woman likes the feel of romance . Come in to the living room . The condition of the room was still calm and quiet, except for my tummy rumbling . Meanwhile, mbak forecaster permits to go up the stairs . She was about to change clothes, in my painted shadow she came out in maroon brown pajamas and seduced us with a spell . My thoughts are divided . Gawan patted me on the shoulder, he said

"Then you have to prove your point . If you're lying, I'm catapulting your ass !"

Damn it, he . Think I'm a bitch ? just so you know gawan markusen . I've twice opened metaphysical books and studied logic . Magic is just a great power of small ability . Depends on how strong the person's trust is . Magic can only work when the spirit merges with the surrounding energy .

Sounded like a step closer . The woman had apparently changed clothes, only her evening dress covered her smooth skin . My friend is afraid to speak, so I mediate this little thing . Slowly and fearfully elbowing our feelings, we express our true intentions . Not long ago, I found the 30-something woman laughing out loud . Instantly murat sumringah changed gripping, like a mother duck he watched us before annexing .

“That's an easy affair, you just need a little effort and of course stage to act . Stage for aksi”

We stared at each other . And , between me with the same gawan pylon . Or not know ?

“What do you mean ?”

The woman asked me to hand over the palm . Then, I thrust nervously two hands . Still watching , and looking down slowly . While stealing a look . The woman's chin was slightly raised, slowly sweat seeped from my temple . What would he do ?

Not long ago I heard his mouth like kamit . As if there was dynamite trying to squeeze . While my friend, just stole an eye glance . What will happen to me anyway ?

Looks like the spell just got rapped up . Then it returned , my hand . And the woman snorted briefly . Lift her body away from us . Without long 'em, he came with a box of wood . Immediately we align by standing up, he looks at us alternately .

“As I said earlier . Before you jump into performing the ritual, go across the river and wear this thing” he said like a master teacher .

We followed what he ordered, after which he gave a finger to the box .

“Do not open before purnama” enough that he said to us . And we're leaving that place soon

Arrived at bude's house . We did not immediately cover the blanket, the clock has sped at 4 . Shajuh just have to count . Ah, what's in this box of wood ? no I know. I'm leaving without letting go out of my room . When he came in he brought something, I looked at the heart . A book in a black cloth was carried by him, slowly he whispered to me "I'll get this for you . Who knows useful , already written in this book . There are various kinds of natural forces, one of which is a powerful way to attract women"

Where did he get that book ? After the detail . Apparently, quietly take the gawan from my cardboard budeku . Ah , you lizard" I said laugh .

Hose approaching 6 o'clock, we are busy learning mantra . In the book illustrated an illustration of a crescent moon with a human half-animal body . On the next page 'we found it even more disturbing . Tear of paper with "ne te tais la magnifico" . I don't understand what that means ? gawan is so .

Just a hint was right on the whole piece of paper . There, hand drawn opens with two lines of horned eyes . Then, after I needed time to research . This strange creature, as if asking for enlightenment from what it gained through fraternal relations . The more I open the page the more confused my mind becomes . Oh, god, please just give me a hint . Is it true that we did this ?

Day goes beyond time . Tonight half an early morning 'we have been on the river's lips . Seen by me, the sky is gray . Far across there only the big tree is getting taller and more shady . Gawan has been with me, he is already in a position of mediation . Without even knowing the mantra . The deer-skinned book has been sprawled . Right in the middle we turned it around .

As the woman had told her . We open slowly the box, and look a gold jewel ring . Slowly, I clap the ring circle . Then my friend opened the book, still sitting cross-legged facing each other . I feel the tense atmosphere is creeping up . Like there's a twig tying our backs .

Until the advice is fulfilled correctly . Gawan slowly began to recite the study from the book, suddenly I felt the atmosphere began to fog . And as if there were raining wind spears, the skin of the hands seemed to be attracted to the sting . The sting came from the ring ? the longer the ring seems to gain weight . And sure enough, I can feel my clasps blister . Ring becomes hot . As hard as I can hold and let Gawan read the book .

It is not calm yet . Even my body seemed to shake in a cross-legged position . The thunderbolt was still pounding . Now I can see a beam of flame danced, drawn into the ring . And instantly my body stiffened then we simultaneously bounced . The ground resounded as a result of our body blows and I was unconscious .

Wake up I feel the sun start to wrap around the skin . Upon awakening, I reached the ground around me . Has not moved . We are still on the river bank full of tall grass . I looked up my head, realizing my friend had disappeared . Then I focused my eyes around , a few minutes I searched . I don't get where Gawan is .

Confused hose great . The sound of moaning appeared, immediately I turned my neck looking for the sound back when I stopped under the tree . I slowly lift my chin to the sky . I found the gawan stuck in the tree branch . Quickly I helped him down, and he said last night that the gawan felt the book was pushing him to the sky . Easy, my friend soared into the air . Until he walked into the tree ! since that day I have learned the mysterious book . What is written in the black book, intends to bind us to the brotherhood . After the spell by gawan . From full night, ring I'll wear . My friend, I got happiness

She just got a boyfriend . The girl was none other than the former head of the osis during the school first . "The strange book is really efficacious" I thought, we will not end this period of loneliness, aka can not live without women . My first goal was to meet fatma . Who knows, he doesn't hesitate to accept me ? I took a trip on a moped . Near the entrance gate of his house, I pressed the doorbell for the guest to come . Until not long ago, I found out from afar appeared a man in black clothes . The pants are dark blue, the jeans are crimped at the waist . From the way 'round, it looks like he's a thug . Attached to me by that man . Without courtesy he gave me a loud reprimand .

“Go ! Or you're fat to the point of breaking!” he said threateningly with a fist held high . I haven't had a chance to hit the reply ', heard by me the roar of the car engine . And through the direction of housing, came a dark cadillac roof open . The open car is coming closer .

After I noticed, a woman in pink dress . Continuous waist-to-bottom skirt . Coming closer to our silence . The cat's glasses were half lifted, and from behind the peep . It's watching us like we're just entering kindergarten .

“Eh , miss has returned” said the big bodied bald . As if afraid of being eaten alive .

“Hi you !” call the woman to me . Slowly I lift my shoes and jump in .

“What's standing in my house ? Want to steal ?” ask him . Two fingers and a smile as I could the horse .

“Did you forget me ? I was once in class with you” I said

And instantly the magical aura that surrounds it . Changeable face serial happy series . Maybe just for him . I feel insulted .

“Sini , you're closer to”

Now it acts like a sociologist testing human intelligent animals . Shit.... Is he really a fatma ?

This girl is no longer black . Except as smooth as a velvet . Only on the lips that make it easier for me to know him . Fatma has changed .

“Ah , apparently you ben , let's go in . Long time no , no chat between us ?” he said gently enchanting . More , I want to marry her immediately .

“No , maybe next time” I refuse his invitation

"Not use trite . I'll tell you what I mean." I thought.

Before my shoes were finished approaching him, my body was choked mute . From here I found some kind of smoke appear yawning. It was from his skin . It was as if something was burning the pore of his body from within . What is this ? bude's voice knocked on the door . It was as if approaching the layers of doors .

“Benny ! open ! that's why you haven't been given a drink!” budheku said

“What do you think he's a camel?” I intentionally ignored her call . Not long , heard his footsteps go . Hush.... Restrict me to sit on the rattan chair, it's time I told you what happened to my friend .

That afternoon the house was in a quiet atmosphere . Gawan brought back a spare key . Unbeknownst to me, he went into the room and opened the black book, then walked out into the kitchen . While sitting in a henchman's seat, he accidentally finds a terrible illustration . There was drawn an iron cage with a burning skull .

Instantly he read what became the explanation of "anyone who approves the binding . Or the dark book covenant, so he has put his body into the final offering . Killed in covenant !"

When that gawan felt his two hands like they were warming up . And the heat was getting bone-chilling, until in the end he took water and then wet it all over his body . Until smoke rises from the base of the skin, gawan groaned high . She slammed the kitchen stuff and then ran off in fidelity . Let me come and help . "Crazy.." I thought . Am I going to be the same as Gawan ? Experiencing the cursed devils book ?

Six months passed quickly. My friend's condition recovered with a slight scab wound on the hand to the nape . The wound formed a black bluish , as in the bandit . Tonight I promised the woman, she was none other than my fiancee fatma . It's tidy and orderly, dress up my white pants, kuizin out on my friend .

Finish visiting Latin quarter I'll take fatma to his house . The girl is still flowering flowers, as a result of my ring . She finished my application, we'll get married soon . I haven't talked about it with my bud . Ah , let it go . Who knew we couldn't stay for long ?

Go home to the cabin I found a gawking door . Immediately I entered without permission, not until my body penetrated the door of the room . From the top of the bed I got Gawan sitting quietly, slowly I set foot there . The silent atmosphere instantly turned into full of vigilance .

Slowly my shoes moved closer and closer, to the middle of the road . I heard the sound of laughter growing bigger ', it was getting heavy and hoarse . My face clasped up, on the couch gawan grinned . The shape of his face widened and the skin lining his cheeks gave off the smell of rotting smoke .

"Go you devil ! go !" teriaku trying to pasture himself . Form a cross .

"Braaak !" I took a sleeping lamp and threw it as hard as there . "Feel !" myriad . In the end, my steps are hard to give ! I can slowly feel my feet no longer treading the ground !

My body floated like it reached for air . Still flying in the sky of room 'sky, the figure of the gawan changed into a monstrous creature ! the form of the devil is a werewolf-headed man . A curved horn on both of his faces let out a fire .

“Hi you benny ! your time is up.. You will go into my stomach !” the sinister figure disappeared as his laughter grew quieter . Instantly I fell to the floor . And unconsciousness .

Slowly I open my eyes heart heart . I felt something stick to the skin, wet and like a sink washcloth . I immediately shook my eyes, sure enough . In front of me sat a woman squeezing a tight lap .

Apparently fatma came here . He took care of me from dawn, my friend reported the incident . He said, 'I was full of sweat and lying on the floor . Instantly Gawan ran to call bude, then decided the fatma came to heal me . He was the only one close to me .

What it really is like . I can't tell them . We're being targeted by the chancellor of the dark book . It's as scary as siberus or moloch, this is crazy ! I don't know what will happen after the deal . Crazy you ben !

The end of Pentecost 1986 . On Sunday we finished our return to Jakarta . Gawan did not come, because only the two of us felt bulma . Honeymoon is just two . Right, we just got married . I have been faithful to one woman, precisely fatma .

The girl is getting prettier, with the bando clutching her brunette . The day went like a horse-drawn carriage, unexpectedly my wife received a job . And I got the job of covering to bandung .

Coincidentally tonight we'll be back to the city of flowers soon . Fatma is cleaning up essentials, busy writing news material . Suddenly my hand could not be moved . Pencil dropped and weirdness seemed to creep into piercing the skin . I slowly raised my palms and observed them . Flip back . The sting is back , this damn ring is getting heated up . My fingers are like burning cigarettes !

Quickly I pulled this criminal, and soon I might throw the ring on the floor . And without me knowing, slowly the ring land disappeared intangible . What is that ? I'm confused . Not long after my wife's voice called out, I jumped down the chair and headed for her room .

Fatna I get standing looking at me bitchy. Suddenly he took something out from behind a package of shabby cloth . My chest clashed instantly , that thing was none other than a devil book !

My wife dragged me tight into the living room . Still with a loud accusation, he was taut smelly-skinned book .

“Say ! where'd you find this thing !” his anger cocks my ears . As much as I can hold my anger, I talk as widely and honestly as possible about what happened to me . Also against my friend gawan .

Not long Ratna looked at me gamam, her eyes puffy . He ran in the hallway, I immediately chased . And he hit me right on the cheek, I endured my pain . Fatma gripped my shirt hard .

“You don't know ? what will I go through after the book ? know not ?”

“I really don't understand darling" persuaded me to lower my head .

My wife slowly grabbed my chin and looked at me like she was holding back an emotional overflow . But , he's holding .

“Have you read ben ?” now the voice is softly possessed . I agree enough nods .

“Ne te tais la magni fico ..” the sentence slid down from her lips . Like a whistle that grips the ear . My sweat is no longer held back, I wipe my cheeks repeatedly . I nervously asked my wife

"Where does he know that ?"

“No need you to reveal , about the origin of me know this book !”

“Speak fatma , you've been my wife , I just obey you ..” lose me . He saw me back wailing .

“You learned very well , what does the first stanza mean?” I said trunks . The woman is holding back the anger .

“Ne tais mean don't be quiet . It means ... Your life will never be left calm ! do you understand yet ? have ben !” again, repeat that . I was silent . And then looked at him pseudo .

“No , dear” replied me

Without piling on my fear . Fatma explained like the whistling of endless carriages

“In the past in the templar age, they used this book to hide the meaning of fear and hysteria of the time . Why so ? The answer is that tin workers do not let templars understand the battlefield as best they can . So ', a chancellor of the magic hand wrote down a copy of the abomination of the massacre of the people in the land of loot . It was a cruelty beyond asocial . La magni fico hints at the reverse of all that . Which is , magic is used to reciprocate what is against . And counter the opposite of what they fought ! as good as you learn magic . Magic will only strike you back!” the words reached my ears . Now I know an answer we never found . While studying the book of demons .

My heart was really hit by the gung, meaning that the spell would turn around to attack . They demand loot, which positions us like a hated tin maker templar . Car runs swallow night mist . The hamlet's streets feel increasingly quiet throttling . Once I heard the flying birds hit the wings, as if they were coming against us .

Until my budeku page the atmosphere grew gripping . The wooden house looked down more and more, the light of the yellow light dimmed from a distance . My wife took a step first, while I faithfully looked down the face . Door opens with room void . Not a single human being welcomed, faint in the midst of silence . The sound of a sizzling pipe appears, like a fountain about to break down .

Without waiting for caution . We ran into the descending hallway . And sure enough , there the pipe connection is destroyed and broken . Someone broke it . What is his intention really ?

Go to basemant . The state of the basement is more chaotic, many tables are turned upside down . The rest of the goods in the shattered glass are not left . We were glued to the spot , far ahead of the fireplace room . Sitting someone holding tight to the edge of the sofa . A second passed by, we realized who that person was . Gawan , my body immediately drove towards him , my wife brazenly prevented me .

“Do not go there!” his screams exceed the screeching trumpet discord .

We never knew what we were going to face . My friend roared with his body raised up, both hands clawed and the back drifted higher . The hand reached out for help, my wife did not give me permission to help . Shit ! the shout turned into a heavy roar and grew heavier . His vocal cords grew bigger, so did his body .

Now I see that little hand is forming fat . Gawan more compact , his neck muscles hardened . And make his body fat . His two cheeks were getting more and more rounded, the small back was slowly growing bat wings !

Ears until the nose is taper . Appears both fangs soaring upwards . As his face turned into a giant necklace . His entire body floated with dense and rough fur . Meanwhile we were faithfully stunned, the creature managed to possess the gawan . Now we have to prepare !

My wife took out the devil's book and then quickly searched the antidote page . Until there is not a single concoction of conquerors, it means that the gawan will not become human anymore . He will rampage to the village ! If we don't kill him immediately .

Fatma kept thinking hard and hard . In the end he decided to burn the book ! The fireplace went out and I was looking for buffets . Lighters I did not find , until then I rogoh tight both pockets . A little fire gas I found, quickly and in a hurry of fear . We burned the book, but it still did not burn .

Lick of fire weakened . It was heard by us howling like a wolf . The creature flew to and fro, and we fell under the table . The attacks continued to slide, the sound of the wings getting louder and destroying half the closet !

Things are getting messy . Basemant was struck by fire here and there . While my wife was already charred half her face , she trained her body behind the closet . And dismantle the table then a screwdriver is taken . As soon as possible he tried to break the latch, until in the end the black closet was smashed open . Without preparation and aba aba , the fatma rises to the top of the chair then violently sprays the extinguishing tube . The creature whimpered loudly .

Unknown to us . The fire barrier that attacked the giant necklace, further adding to the strength of the creature . I had to take an axe and counterattack, damn it ! he managed to dodge with a gigantic body .

The arid hairy skin flapped its wings high, until I felt the book fall down and be struck by fire . The book slowly shrinks smaller and after that comes the caplokan fangs . Book burned .

Humans are strangled and then the attack is launched again . Through his reptilian eyes, came a fire shot towards us . Fatma had already charred half of her dress, her blackened brown hair licked into flames .

Instantly we came out of the hallway and picked up the rifle at the end of the door . This dangerous object is deliberately provided by us, in order to prevent entry . Immediately I pulled the trigger, right in the middle of the room . The creature lunged down , instantly the action failed and vice versa . His crushed body exploded, as a result of a gunpowder lesion burning his mouth cavity .

Big necklace fell and slammed . My wife fell to the floor along with my body , our situation is tattered camping . Due to the creature's wild attack .

Time is approaching morning and the condition is recovering to the beginning . Except for my friend's shrinking body in the sand of the floor . Until not found the skeleton in the slightest . Fatma I hugged her tight and kissed her . Now we realize that black power will only destroy whoever it is . No evil can be controlled, when what is controlling . Also bad .

The police came to investigate with the case of a robbery . Intentionally we don't explain 'em, they'll think it's all madness . Full state of journalists . My wife got in the car first . While I was standing next to the car, cigarette lit . And a moment of glancing at the dawn that evening .

Not far from where I was standing appeared the shadow of two women watching . They smiled with satisfaction . And when the sound of bat wings came back I heard . Where's my bude ?