Asphalt Edge Empty House

52 Fighting

It was twelve in the afternoon, but strangely the air remained cool as it was still six in the morning. The sun was faintly covered in cloudy clouds. Mbah Wongso grasped the palm of the Wira firmly, and at once he felt a warm air running through the entire body.

"After this we will fight life and death. Your mentality must be properly prepared, the female demon crossed the realm with careful preparation."

"Those heretics have been deceived for too long until they are not aware that the impact of their reckoning makes the old demons more powerful to rule our nature."

Mbah Wongso warned them to remain vigilant and not to ignore the black force that enveloped the village around the empty house edge of the asphalt. The old grandfather knew the risks they would face, so Wongso divided his inner strength to the Hero. The two of them had agreed to appoint the young officer to lock the Asih power.

At first Wira was not sure will be able to carry out the task given, but his body language has been read by Pakde Jarwo, and the old man immediately gave wise advice to strengthen the confidence of the Hero.

"True Wir, I've tried to look at the village in front, but the third eye can no longer penetrate it."

"The demon power has really taken control of the village. We'll try to neutralize it to reduce the amount of evil energy that's encircling the village, but we need you and Siska as shields."

"Wong urip sometimes hwang sing nyawang."

"Sometimes people live to see who sees, or what they want to see, they only see what is in others, regardless of what is in themselves."

Pakde Jarwo confirms Wongso's warning. They both agreed that the village had been fortified with black power. The hero could only nod slowly and swallow his saliva.

While Siska as well as Wira, she received something from Pakde Jarwo. A strong cold suddenly burst forth, coursing through Siska's entire body. It feels so strong, that it makes it tense, the entire muscle feels hard and thickened.

"From now on everyone has to take care of each other. We'll open a portal to draw the power that raised the creature."

"The undead must return to the niskala realm, then we can cross this village."

The words of Mrde Jarwo, making Siska shudder in horror, the experience of last night had not disappeared from his memory, now they will enter the fortress of Asih.

"Why are you Sis, why am I feeling the cold and fear?"

Linda also felt what Siska was going through, their feelings of salaing connected. Siska immediately whispered, if they will enter the last village, after which Linda will be released, she will return to her rough body, and live a normal life as usual.

"Hurie...!"

Linda shouted in excitement, until Siska hurriedly closed her ears. Wira smiled slightly, she was getting used to seeing Siska's strange behavior.

Pakde Jarwo made ritual preparations, while mbah Wongso will open a magical shield that encloses the undead. Wira and Siska each prepared with their weapons.

Mbah Wongso poked a dagger into the ground and instantly, the undead scattering towards him. Pakde Jarwo immediately slammed his palm, and suddenly the ground shook violently, like an earthquake.

The ground cracked, then slowly began to shift, then separated into a wide abyss. Wira and Siska faltered, each kneeling resting on his rifle. Mbah Wongso immediately jumped into the air and landed right behind Wira.

Hordes of undead who had been lined up piling up to attack, immediately fell into the ravine created by Mr. Jarwo. They go into the black hole and then the ground closes back up as before.

Wira and Siska witnessed the phenomenon beyond reason with a look of astonishment. Siska did not expect that her pack would be able to do all the strange things she had just witnessed.

"It is fitting that the father forbid his children close to Mr. Jarwo, it turns out that behind his soft face to us, Mr. Jarwo has a scary mystical side."

"In addition to exhaustion or witchcraft, it turns out he was able to immerse humans into the ground in just one breakthrough."

Siska is impassive, considering her childhood in the village, when her grandfather, grandmother, Siska were still alive. He still remembers, if they were more familiar with pakde Jarwo than, paklek and bulek. But her father always reminded Siska not to get too close to her mother's sister.

Later after growing up and becoming a policewoman, Siska only knew her Pakdenya background. The reason why Pakde Jarwo chose to sing, as well as the reason behind his father's dislike, when Siska spoiled to pakde Jarwo.

All revealed, when Siska experienced this supernatural problem. His father had only allowed Siska to meet with Mr. Jarwo after a long argument with his mother.

That's why Siska invited Wira to visit after a long time no longer ever visit his uncle's house. And during that time also Siska just found out, if it turns out his uncle has moved to another village.

But even so, Mr. Jarwo never once forgot Siska. The beloved little girl whom he had always been proud of. Siska is the only reason Mr. Jarwo wants to go down the mountain, coming back into contact with the mystic world and the supernatural realm.

Now they are here, shoulder to shoulder against Asih and Sitrasmi. Everything was as destined. They gathered together again like they used to in a very different situation.

In the past Pakde Jarwo often made Siska toys from bamboo or banana midribs. Not a girl's game like a doll, but a sword, a gun, or a car. Pakde Jarwo is very familiar with Siska, the beautiful policewoman was a tomboy since childhood.

No wonder if now Siska became a policewoman, and this time together the pact completed complicated things that dragged them.

"Let's take Sis by the road again, we'll be out in the afternoon."

As Wongso said, the atmosphere of the village was very gripping, the pitch-black aura felt pressing. They continued to walk through the village. The sound of an invisible roar began to terrorize.

Mbah Wongso gestured, so that they would be more careful, putting eyes and ears. Pakde Jarwo understood the gesture, then memorized the spell and pulled out a dagger tucked in his waist.

Siska hurriedly walked backwards, positioning himself in the middle, between Pakde Jarwo and Mbah Wongso while Wira kept walking in front with a rifle in hand.

Right in the middle of the village, they immediately got a startling welcome, a human-shaped black shadow figure ambushed from behind the tree and lush bamboo. Their eyes looked fiery red, flashed instantly simultaneously attacking.

"Doorr.. doorr...doorr...!"

The hero retreated a few steps, then immediately opened fire, but he was back in wonder, none of his shots managed to touch the body of the black creature that grabbed them.

Instead, it was the body of the Hero who was hit by the black creature. His chest instantly blackened like a burning charred. Pakde Jarwo who saw the incident reflexively pulled the collar of the Hero shirt and nimbly dragged him backwards to avoid the attack.

"Don't move first, take these pills and back off, let them be our business, you just rest first."

With deft pakde Jarwo drilled white powder on the chest of Wira, then gave him a pill to drink. Furthermore, Pakde Jarwo immediately jumped forward to dispel the onslaught that came bertubi.

The hero rested for a moment, while recovering his wound that felt sore and hot. Pakde Jarwo, Mbah Wongso, and Siska attacked the black shadow while protecting the injured Wira.

The hero sat down while grimacing withstanding the pain. But his eyes continued to observe the fight, until late in the afternoon, unconsciously the bruises on his chest slowly recovered and did not hurt anymore.

The body feels good enough. He was strong enough to fight again. The hero immediately put his weapon on the ground and took out the golden dagger of Joyo's ronggo heritage.

The hero reads the prayer as much as possible then immediately puts up the horse. Magically the golden dagger in his hand suddenly let out a golden yellow light.

Armed with pencak silat science taught by Pakde Jarwo, and internal energy channeled by Mbah Wongso, confidently Wira jumped back into the arena of battle. The body suddenly became light like cotton. The golden dagger was tightly grasped and then immediately after that the Hero went on a rampage attacking the black creature mercilessly.

The burly body of the Hero shrieked a faint gurgling. He pulled out a golden dagger slashing at the black shadow creature that alternately attacked. The body of the Hero jumps like an eagle that is grabbing prey, one by one the black creatures managed to paralyze him.

But not to mention completely overcome the attack from the black shadow creatures, suddenly black hand sprung from the ground, then immediately grabbed their feet, and pulled them into the ground.

The unexpected incident, suddenly made Siska panic, falling to the ground. His hand nimbly grabbed the rifle and then opened fire here and there. But like the black shadow, the hand was not crushed and was stronger to grunt, pulling his leg.

"Concentrate Siska, don't panic!"

The voice of Mr. Jarwo reminded Siska, but he could no longer control himself. Siska's eyes were closed, she prayed fainthearted, surrendered, if today should die in the ground.

But the miracle then happened, Siska's body turned blue, her hand shackled body frozen like ice. Siska opened her eyes and then hit the hand of the hand that grabbed her body.

The hand was crushed like a lump of ice in a hammer. Siska put up the horse, she started following the movements of the weakly gurgled Wira. Siska moves like a beautiful girl dancing. His body seemed to be dissolving in the rhythm of the music.

By smashing fists and kicks in all directions, Siska moved agilely to take down his enemy's enemies. The black shadow-shaped creatures, one by one, disappeared into black smoke. The black hands that were caressing their feet, shattered and no longer came out from within the ground.

"Huhhhh...!"

"Thank God they don't show up again, otherwise we'll suffocate from exhaustion."

Siska gave thanks while breathing a sigh of relief, the fight with Asih sentient beings was very draining of emotions and energy. The sleeping hero lay down on the ground, right near Siska who was sitting down while holding up her drinking bottle.

"Hehehe... "

"Young people are now mushy, unlike our youth, tired quickly, how about you have to go down the mountain to get water in the valley three times a day?"

Pakde Jarwo chuckled, mocking Wira and Siska who looked almost out of breath. Teasing Pakde Jarwo, teasing Wira's ears, he immediately got up and sat down, then laughed while scratching his head.

"It seems like a man like Pakde should teach us at a military training center, so that this young man of our kind remains resilient in all conditions, even in his old age."

Hero bersloroh, reply joking pakde Jarwo. For a moment the atmosphere became liquid. They can lower the tension for a while.

"It's getting late, we have to find a house to take shelter. I feel like this village is still not safe, you better stay alert."

"We don't know what's next."

Mbah Wongso invited them to move, the aura of the village was still very uncomfortable for them. The hero immediately searched for the biggest house to take shelter tonight. He did not want to repeat yesterday.