Angus Poloso - Legend of Ki Ageng Selo.

Horror 24 – (Test II) Black Lotus Girl

After that, the giant's eyes disappeared. After that, Siti directed her sweet smile towards Feby and also Kyai Ghofar, and instantly fainted instantly. Kyai Ghofar argues that Balasadewa has left Siti's body.

“That voice ... I know that voice,” murmured Feby smirked. Trying to hide it from Kyai Ghofar.

He thought that Kyai Ghofar did not know who the owner of the voice was, when in fact the old kyai knew who the owner of the terrible voice was.

Nimas Ayu's.

Hurrying, Feby immediately brought Siti's body which was at that time being the tombstone and rushed to get out of that world. At that time, the other students offered to help Feby, but he gently refused, because he was too grateful to all of them, especially to Kyai Ghofar.

When they all came out of the gate of Alas Ireng, they were immediately greeted with lively cheers from me and the others.

Wulan rushed over to them and immediately hugged Feby who was holding the unconscious Siti. Worry, of course.

“Thank God, you guys can be safe, Feby, Siti!”

“Alhamdulillah, Lan. There was Kyai Ghofar and the five students who helped me save Siti. Otherwise, maybe I've stayed one name,” replied Feby.

I rushed over to them and immediately thanked Kyai Ghofar and the other five students.

“Anu, thank you for helping my friends, kyai.” I said to the old kyai. I stretched out my hand hoping that the kyai would shake hands with me, and thank God it would gladly shake hands with me. “If I may know, who is this Kyai?”

With a smile, he replied, “Ah, my name is Ghofar bin Abdullah, here I am often called as kyai Ghofar. Who is this Aden?”

“My name is Umam, kyai. I come from the future,”

Immediately, brother Vishnu came and introduced me more familiar with the kyai. “Kyai Ghofar is the younger brother of kyai Umar, my teacher,” he turned towards kyai Ghofar. “While Umam is a descendant of Kyai Marwan bin Muhammad, your teacher, kyai.”

“Hm ... wow, I never thought I could meet the descendants of my great master, hahaha .. which I know today his descendants are still Mbah Jayos, Mak Ju, and Satori,”

“Satori? Did you mean Ahmad Satori?” I started not believing.

“Ah, yes. Satori is my friend. It is currently in Borneo with its sons. Do you have a close relationship with him?” kyai Ghofar replied a little curious.

I nodded, “Iya, kyai. He is my grandfather. I am the son of his youngest daughter.

Finished mingling together, we returned to the residence of Mr. Supratno who was waiting for Ratna's brother who continued to rebel, wanted to escape.

Meanwhile, deep inside Ireng's pedestal. Lusman was immediately thrown into the center of the haunted forest to meditate, heal himself and his canoragian science in order to fight Vishnu again.

“Damn you Vishnu. Next time I'll do the math again with you. And when that time comes, I will win the fight and I will reclaim Ratih from your hand,” umpat Lusman while holding his belly that is still bleeding. “Look at Vishnu .. hahahaha!”

Arriving there, Lusman smelled the rancid smell of fresh blood. He investigated it while walking around until he saw that the hut was filled with splashes of fresh blood that were still flowing.

He immediately ran over to the hut and confirmed the existence of Nyi Ireng, his teacher.

“Teacher, teacher ... where are you?” ask Lusman fretting. “I've gone home teacher, guru?”

When Lusman entered the hut, he saw his teacher Nyi Ireng was being severely tortured by a girl. He was wearing a black robe and both of his legs did not tread the ground at all.

Is he a ghost?

No way, if the ghost could not be his teacher, namely Nyi Ireng could be subdued so easily. So thought Lusman.

He thought of helping his teacher at the time, but firmly refused, and told Lusman to leave the place as soon as possible.

“Lusman, he is Ndoro Ayu. Nimas Ayu Sekar Sari's. Quick run from here!!” nyi Ireng shouted expectantly so that the only disciple managed to escape from the place.

The girl just said a word and turned to look at Lusman, “Ah, finally the person who hurt my most precious man appeared as well. I've been waiting for you since, Lusman!”

“You ...!?”

In an instant, the light that enveloped the hut that was the candlelight instantly went out, and this was the moment of the massacre. In an instant came such terrible cries out from the mouths of Nyi Ireng and Lusman. They screamed so hard to find the girl's attack repeatedly.

Though at that time Nyi Ireng had the science of Pancasona, but the science did not mean anything against the attack of the girl. And this is the terrible ending for Nyi Ireng and Lusman.

...

The next day, when there were some people who were about to cut down the wood around the old hut. They smelled a very rancid smell coming out of the old hut. First they were afraid to check on the old hut because that was where Nyi Ireng's residence, the witch doctor who was so dangerous.

But after seeing the rickety hut filled with blood, they all ventured to check inside. And there they found the bodies of two people, namely Nyi Ireng and Lusman. This immediately made a scene throughout the village, because no one believed that the witch doctor was cruel, the owner of the Pancasona study could be killed so sadistically.

This event was immediately heard in the ears of Vishnu who really did not believe that his friend was gone.

“Innalillahi wa innalillahi rooji'un,” said brother Vishnu suddenly. We immediately turned our heads as Vishnu said so after getting news from a farmer. “Yes Allah, Lusman.

“What's up, brother?” many ensure.

“Yes Allah, Yes Allah ... Lusman, deck. Lusman,” replied Wisnu's brother who stammered because of his shock. “Lusman died. He died horribly!”

At that moment, Vishnu fell unconscious. Although Lusman has hurt him a lot, but Wisnu still considers Lusman as his best friend, even he hopes someday Lusman will be aware of his sins.

But dear ones, God's destiny wills another. Lusman died in such a terrible way, along with his teacher. And for once again, our intention to find Mela should we delay first.

Arriving there, there are already many residents who want to see the bodies of Lusman and Nyi Ireng. Even the police have arrived a lot. According to the police, Lusman and Nyi Ireng died because of the safety of wild animals.

Of course the police statement is nothing we believe. If it was truly a savage beast, how could they slash neatly like piercing and so on, even his head was almost severed again. And just horrified anyway.

“Gery is so, cok!” Andre had shuddered in horror at the sight of the two bodies, even though they had been covered by mats so that they were invisible to the naked eye. “One of his heads is almost broken, and the other one ... his eyes are ..”

“Don't follow, oon! Nearsighted!” sahut Feby could no longer imagine the tragic fate of them.

“If that time we don't let Lusman run away. Definitely brother Wisnu nyesel really dah,” said Wulan concerned.

[SKIP TIME]

A day goes by quickly. We have to continue our journey while looking for the whereabouts of Mela. I don't know why every time I want to talk about Mela, I get the feeling that the Dark Mistress that Bagos and Syaiful said was Mela, especially when I visited her house with Aris. There are a lot of strange things happening.

Even so, my behavior is still inconclusive. I need to find more solid evidence. And if that were true, I would have to ascertain if Mela was really the incarnation of Nyi Imas as Satori had said in the dream?

“Hm ... Finally you guys continue the journey again, yes?” said brother Wisnu who seemed heavy to take off our departure.

“Iya, sis. Not good if long remain in this village. Fear disrupts brother's relationship with Ratih's brother. Hehe!” I said joking for the last time. Even though I still hope to see him later.

“Oh yes, sis. Is there another village around here?” ask Feby who has mapped out the goals that we will go to next. “The reason is that everything here is completely isolated from the outside world. The ones here are just forests, forests, and forests.”

“There is, but it's a bit far from here. About ten kilometers. Want?” replied Ratih offered. “Tell people here anyway .. the village is haunted. But do not know also,” added brother Ratih who seemed hesitant to tell it.

“Nothing, mbak. We come to this age not because we want to vacation or anything like that, but we want to help others,”, I replied wisely. “If I may know, what village is his name?”

“Witiran Village, deck. Formerly the village was used as the center of the spread of Islam in the region, but in a few decades this village changed. Listen-denger anyway, the village is often referred to as a village of tumbal, because many people there embrace the benefits, and there is often a war santet.” Reply Brother Ratih explained at length.

“Yes, while there, we want you to not receive any gifts, other than yellow rice and water there. Don't accept anything from the citizens there, adek-adek, yes!” the word Vishnu gave important advice to all of us.

We nodded, and went on our way for a hundred days.

“Ah, those future children are so cheerful and happy, huh? I did not expect that this nation was able to create children of their generation all,” mumbled brother Vishnu slowly, his voice was able to be heard by brother Ratih. “I want to meet them again before they say back to the future and when I meet them in the future.”

“Iya, Vishnu. I hope we are both given a long life and health until that day arrives,” Ratih replied while smiling happily.

...

Meanwhile, at the border of the village of Witiran at dusk, a constantly bowed, recognizable girl named Mela walked into the village of Witiran with a blank look, without caring about the people staring pervertedly at him.

“I'm the girl who hurt darling..I'm a bad girl, a bad girl,” muttered Mela softly and kept saying. “I'm a bad girl ... who was cursed,”

Unexpectedly, Mela suddenly hit a fat man, full of tattoos, and dressed like a village thug. The unprepared Mela was what fell at that time, making the fat man and his six subordinates on the rame-rame around him.

“Njir, ayu tenan wadon iki boss’e,” exclaim the six subordinates. “Never seen a girl as beautiful as this in our village, boss’e!”

“Oy, oy, little girl ... what's up?” the fat guy asked the cynical Mela. He immediately saw Mela's beautiful cleavage, immediately his orgasm peaked. You striped-nose guy. “Ah, where are you going, miss? If you want to visit around here, bang Ibun can kok anterin,”

The six subordinates were immediately cheering, “Ciie, Ciie .. the boss again working!”

Mela who was still sitting and bowing her head was not at all pestering the speech from the ibun bang. He got up and continued his journey by constantly babbling and cursing himself. Surprisingly, bang Ibun and his six subordinates did nothing to prevent it.

“I'm the girl who hurt darling..I'm a bad girl, a bad girl,” muttered Mela softly and kept saying. “I'm a bad girl ... who was cursed,”

Unexpectedly, the seven people followed wherever Mela went. Although he knew, yet he paid no attention to it at all. He constantly raved about the mistakes he made yesterday.

Not for long, Mela reached a dead end. There he finally stopped raving and noticed the seven thugs who had been following him.

“What's the matter, miss? Lost huh?” ask Ibun naughty. “If you get lost, bang Ibun is ready to do chengterin, is it?”

“Yoi.” Answer six.

Suddenly, Mela's attitude changed again. “Ara, ara, you guys want to drive me apparently? Why didn't you say that from earlier. It just so happened that I was looking for Ki Jokoro Nula's residence. You guys know?”

They were astonished to hear it. They thought no one in the village had such a strange name. Yes, because it's just mode, they just say yes to the question from Mela. And this is where the trap is set. And they all fell into Mela's trap.

No further ado, Mela followed wherever the seven of them went. At that time the streets were quiet because rarely villagers passed by.

After being felt never to arrive, Mela also tried to ask when the seven people stopped. “Anu, are we still far away from his residence?”

The seven thugs turned around and stared lustfully at him. “Anu, miss. Before we get there, how about we have some fun first, hm?”

“Ara, ara ... so you all want to do it?” mela asked looking back at the seven thugs spoiled and full of desire. “But this area public area. How about we play it in a quiet place. The part at the front turn there is a rice field, ‘kan?”

He immediately praised the girl's courage. “Wah, what a grown-up you said, miss. Okay, we'll do everything you want. Aye?”

“Yoi,” others.

They all ended up following Mela to the front turn there which turned out to be rice fields. Arriving there, when they were about to touch the body of Mela, suddenly out hands mediated from their respective stomachs that directly poured out.

In their state of shock and fear, Mela looked at them with such a terrifying gaze. The desires of wanting to kill were so strong, it was even able to be felt by all the villagers.

“Who are you really .. akh?” asked Ibun who had just vomited fresh blood through her mouth, eyes, ears, and nose.

“Didn't you ever hear that every sorope, genie and demon is wandering around? Then why are you all so easily caught up with the game of a human girl far more terrible than those creatures?” reply Mela flat who directly reversed the question of the thug Ibun earlier. “Basic! Basket-eyed men like you shouldn't see someone from their physical appearance, but from their heart. It was completely different from my darling looking at me not from her physique, but from her heart.”

They're getting scared. He even begged for forgiveness to be released. "God, god! Forgive us, we will do all you will. Even to take you to Ki Jokoro Nula or whatever,"

In a spoiled tone, Mela replied, "Ara, ara ... You guys are stupid too, huh? No man has that name. You guys realized it at first, right? Ki Jokoro Nula is the name of the genie, precisely king jin Alas Ireng."

"Are you able to read our hearts??" tanya Ibun astonished.

"If so, why?" sahut Mela spoiled a little with an ambush tone. "It was a blessing given by God upon me, and also became my curse,"

Suddenly, their blood came out of the pores of their own skin and resulted in their bodies being thin dried up. Not stopping there, their bodies and also the blood that came out of their pores immediately turned into small red pill clumps that immediately shot into Mela's hands.

And then, Mela ate all those blood pills. “Thank you for the dish, hm ..”

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