A Million Stories

I wait at the door of the Hereafter part 4 (Hororary Story)

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Samkosim, the head of Karang Tengah Village had just finished his biological needs with his young wife at the end of the night when in the courtyard of his mansion the sound of a car stopped. Not to mention the Village Chief whose body was still hot sweaty was tidying up his lower interior, suddenly made cobbled by slingshots of impatient doors interspersed with sounds calling out to him.

“Set*n right! Crazy people from where in the middle of the night are screaming in front of people's houses, do not know custom!” maki Samkosim's. Wearing a sarong and singlet T-shirt that was thrown under the bed then said to the wife who was still lying limp on the bed with disheveled hair. “You just relax there baby. Remember, like the nights before, do not wear your own clothes. Let me wear it slowly and gently, as gently as you undressed me earlier he... he. he...!” Samkosim.

“Of course my dear... I will let my blood flow smoothly after hours made chaotic... Tonight you were great!” pinning women on the bed. His voice was weakly panting like it was screaming out.

In the mansion of his residence, the Village Chief did have two wives. That night was his young wife's turn.

After stroking his wife's white per*t, the Village Chief whose thick mustache was fused with his beard and from his face reported this cunning habit then went out of the room, down the stairs to then go to the front door.

Actually, the Village Chief mafhum who is the person in front of his house from the voice he recognizes. Namely the workers of the project curug road tour of his village, which was overtime that night. However, their arrival was unexpected early in the morning and disturbed his pleasure, making his blood rise.

In front of the door were four people. Two workers and two KPHs. Their arrival was none other than to report the death of Dirno, a subordinate of Samkosim in the village government.

A worker named Mugiono again knocked on the door many times after the host never showed up. Soon, a quick step came to the door.

When the door was opened actually Samkosim wanted to immediately gush Mugiono who had been circulating the door made him upset, but seeing the KPH with him, he was hesitant and could only hold the cup in his chest.

“Sorry in advance Mr. Kades, our arrival this night blind mugkin annoying, but we are here bring bad news.” a person from KPH who read Samkosim's face quickly open his mouth. “What bad news?? Clarify your intentions!” samkosim hatch.

Mugiono, who is actually a neighbor of Samkosim and from earlier looks impatient immediately interjected. “Dirno Pak Kades, Dirno killed people..!”

Sontak Samkosim.

The four men then showed Dirno's body in the car and said all the events, ranging from the fate of the deceased when he was about to piss, until he found him without life on the side of the road in terrible conditions.

Samkosim did not want to know about the cause of Dirno's death, and did not intend to investigate who the mysterious killer was. It is until the heart remembers the history of Dirno a member of the winning team first when the Karang Tengah Village Chief Election. So you could say Dirno is his right hand.

If only before Dirno actually died gave a clue who the killer was, he said, maybe this Village Chief would fortify himself with a few bodyguards wherever he went because of the anxiety that only he and Dirno knew.

Until one night, three days after Dirno's death, he had fulfilled his colleague's wedding invitation in the village next door. He was on his way home on his motorbike alone.

Entering a quiet street in front of a village public cemetery called TPU Kalijati, his motor matic was made stagnant by someone standing in the middle of the road. That person was standing three fathoms in front of him in a self-reliant manner, from his attitude, it seemed like he had deliberately blocked the Village Chief's journey. Both of his hands were pretentiously inserted into the pocket of his white shorts. Hoodie jacket that he wore in line with the color of his pants, hood Hoodie itself he used to cover his head.

Samkosim honked his motor horn gesturing for the man to pull over, but the man shook his head. The Village Chief began to get upset, he again sounded long horn, the person who stood still motionless, even nonchalantly from his mouth sounded chant a strange poem:

Revenge is God's prohibition

Who defies the torture of reward

But the justice thing

Must be upright

A speck of blood, blood

Retaliation will be more painful

Compared to sembilu incisions

Now the time has come

Rewards will be received immediately

Samkosim completely ignored the words in the rhyme, even in a loud voice he said: “Hai, a madman in the middle of the road, are your ears a prank?! I was told to move aside and read poetry! Set*n right! Give me a walk or I'll run!!”

The person in the middle of the road laughed, a strange death-scented laugh!

“Lindas only if you can Lurah...do not see in your eyes, I have installed the body since earlier ha... ha.. ha...!” the blocker back to freeze.

Samkosim is a powerful gas. Ready to crush people in the middle of the road. However, at that moment also suddenly the engine of the motor died. He's aghast. Rotating the motor key to the ON position, there is no indication of any flame in the spidometer.

For a moment he mafhum, what he was facing. He looked to the left. “Kalijati Cemetery..” hisses. “Tonight, jum’at kliwon.” he said inwardly.

While Samkosim thought so, the man in the middle turned his body, then stepped slowly towards him. Because in that place there was only one light, his face was still dark covered in the shadow of Hoodie hood.

Samkosim stared at the footsteps of the man. “Tak can be..” a wry feeling fondles his chest. “His feet are treading the ground, not.. not a demon.” he said inwardly trying to calm down.

The man's footsteps stopped at a distance of one and a half fathoms in front of Samkosim. The cover of his head was opened. The handsome young man's face, though pale and cold. “There is with you the Village Chief? I saw your face change. Where was your big mouth?” he said he was still calm, but his eyes were fixed on Samkosim.

A pair of Samkosim's eyes stared fixedly at the face of the young man in front of him. As you have seen, I don't know when. Could it be the people of Karang Tengah? Thought at that moment. A single memory appeared in his mind. “You...” he said with trembling. “Takay possible..”

Now he knew what had happened to Dirno.

“Dirno...” call it down. He got off the bike and wanted to run away. However, just got off the bike, suddenly his legs were heavy to lift.

“What happened? My leg...?” cold nape.

The young man in front of him again sounded open his mouth, this time his voice was a toilet. “Dirno bawled you, before leaving for hell still had time to say, that you are the brain of the bitter calamity that befell my family two years ago.”.

The young man's body was now trembling, his face turning dark. A flash of death flashed in his eyes.

“What do you want?” samkosim voice jeri.

“Spercik blood avenged.Today I came to avenge the heartache of my father and mother. No need to go wide with a human like you! Send your sneers to a rancid human hell!!!”

Along with that shout, the young man's body shot forward. The hand that had already formed a fist moved.

Bukk!!

Samkosim's body was thrown backwards, falling down. Songkoknya. Six teeth fell out. Blood filled his mouth. The young man's punch hit his left lip.

“Ampun.. whoever you are, do not kill me. Forget the past...I will give you a house and a plot of rice fields in the east of the village, but please, forgive me… I still have two wives I have to live with, I also still carry the trust of the village.

Roughly the young man snatched the collar of Samkosim's batik shirt and leaned up until Samkosim's two legs were lifted.

“Forget the past? Is the village safe you say? Easy as your mouth, lately I know the people of Karang Tengah are fed up with you! The Village Chief you took from my father, only you use as a means to smooth your desires. Didn't I deserve to send you to hell huh...!!” Then this young man spat in the face in front of him and his fist moved again.

Buuk!!

This time the Village Chief fell flat on his back while holding onto his left eye. Those eyes sagged inwards so horribly. Blood filled his face. The scream of Samkosim was not bad.

Out of nowhere in the hands of the young man now clasped a dagger that glittered in the light of the street lamp. From his right eye, Samkosim could still see the young man approaching him slowly with burning eyes.

“Now the time has arrived..reward will be received immediately..”.

“For God's sake don't..!” the Village Chief could do nothing but shout as the young man stomped on his stomach while raising his dagger high ready to stab himself.

“Two years ago Dirno shot me savagely right about my heart, that's where your life will break…! Get ready...!!”

The hand of the young man holding the knife slid swiftly.

“Do not..!”

Crass!!!

The pointed knife struck right in Samkosim's left chest through the heart. Fresh blood spurts! The eyes of the Village Chief were slurred. Screams disappear. Replaced with the sound of groans, the groans grew louder and eventually disappeared altogether…

SERIATE....