Asphalt Edge Empty House

Chapter 62 The Death of Pakde Jarwo

Pakde Jarwo was lying on the ground with a face filled with bloodstains. His chest was flat, his breathing was stingy, although he was finally able to defeat two Asih's pet bats, but the old man seemed very tired.

For a moment Jarwo could only lie staring at the red moon. His power was completely drained. I don't know how long they have been fighting, but the night feels very long for Mr. Jarwo.

Pakde Jarwo tried to get up, but his body was too limp. The wound given by the bat creature made Jarwo lost a lot of blood. He tried to reach into the skin sac that contained medicinal herbs.

The old man's hands trembled, grasped a few pills, then tried to tear off the clothes he was wearing. Three pills were chewed together, the look on his face wrinkled withstanding bitterness.

"I can't die now. That female demon must die so that mankind can live this life in peace."

Pakde Jarwo drilled white powder on his chest, hands, and face. The old man's jaw hardened withstanding the pain all over the body. Tearing clothes he used to bandage the wound, with the remaining energy pakde Jarwo trying to sit.

"I can't stay here long, Siska must be waiting for me in there."

Just thinking about Siska, suddenly Pakde Jarwo heard a cry for help from inside the old building. The sound was so loud that it made him riled.

"Siska...!"

Mr. Jarwo shouted, trying to get up, even though his body was still weak. The man walked towards the side door. With his third eye, Pakde Jarwo tried to penetrate the illusionary dimension created by Asih.

"Look, he took Siska."

Pakde Jarwo walked through the fog, the altar room was right in front, while resting on the porch support pole, he walked gontai looking for Siska's whereabouts.

"Siska... Where are you ndok?"

The loud voice of Pakde Jarwo's shout echoed, clearly heard in Wira's ear, he immediately ran towards the direction of the sound, while tightly gripping Linda's hand.

"Pakde.. pakde Jarwo where?"

The hero called out, the condition of the room was dim, making it difficult to see. Suddenly I felt my left shoulder being touched by something rough. Reflexes he brushed off, and caught the thing that gripped his shoulder.

"Oh my God, Mr. Jarwo, what happened to Pakde?"

Compact Wira and Linda caught the body of Pakde Jarwo who almost fell. They supported his frail body, then immediately leaned Jarwo's pakde against the wall.

"Pakde rest here first, so Linda can take care of the wound on the body of Pakde."

"I'm going to look for Siska's whereabouts, I don't know what happened to her, but I hope Siska's okay."

The heroes were just about to leave, but Jarwo's hand quickly pulled the arm, preventing him from going alone.

"Don't Wir, it's too dangerous if you go alone. The Asih power had reached its peak. He's in the best shape tonight. After all your third eye hasn't been sharpened yet, that demon can definitely easily manipulate your senses."

Pakde Jarwo asked Wira to show restraint, although in fact he was very worried about the situation of Siska. He said Asih could not be faced alone. They need a mature plan so as not to sacrifice their lives again.

"So what should we do, sir. I was worried that if I waited too long, something would happen to Siska."

"The devil has a cruel apprenticeship, I fear we are late to help Siska Pakde."

Wira impatiently wanted to immediately find the whereabouts of Siska, although he did not know where to look. In the mind of the Wira that occurred at this time, it was only Siska's safety, and he really hoped that Mr. Jarwo would let him go.

"You quiet Wir, Siska's not going anywhere, she's still in this house. Asih is a very cunning demon, he deliberately created an illusionary mist to trap us."

"If you grasak grusuk, the impact will actually be bad for all of us Wir. Right now the only person we can count on is you."

"Asih is just waiting for us to let our guard down and get into his trap. After that it'll all be over, we'll end up being the end."

"I hope you are patient for a while, give me a little time to recover, so that it can gather energy in to feel the Asih energy. After that, we'll think of the right way to avenge that demon."

Pakde Jarwo then meditated, while Wira and Linda continued to monitor the surrounding conditions. From the dark side on the second floor, the figure of a violent face was standing watching their motions. His gaze was so sharp, as if he wanted to immediately ambush and capture his prey.

"What a ridiculous silliness. You came here just to take your lives."

"Haha..."

The sound of laughter was heard from all directions. The hero goes a few steps forward to protect Linda and Pakde Jarwo. The black shadow flashed while Wira kept away.

The hero ran after the black shadow that flashed in the corner of the room. Curiosity made him fooled, getting away from Linda and Pakde Jarwo.

"Stop Hero...!"

Mr. Jarwo's voice immediately resuscitated Wira, but he was too late. The dense black fog had already shut in blocking the view. Wira tried to break through, but in vain.

The thick fog even led him further away from the position of Jarwo and Linda were located. Kontan alone Wira became panicked, he was forced to endure, silence did nothing.

In a different corner, Mr. Jarwo tried to get up to protect Linda. With the rest of his strength, Pakde Jarwo tried to find a safe place to take shelter, while looking for Wira.

"Big...!"

Two hands emerged from behind the wall, and strangled Linda's neck. The girl struggled to release the hand on her neck.

"Pakde please Linda pakde...!"

Pakde Jarwo who has not recovered, trying hard to remove the grip of the hand on Linda's neck. Her heirloom keris grabbed two hands that grabbed Linda's neck.

"Ohuk.uhuk..uk...!"

Pakde Jarwo immediately hugged Linda's waist, then brought the girl to jump into the middle of the room, He tried hard to keep Linda from the hands of the creatures who hunted them.

While continuing to avoid the attack, Pakde Jarwo concentrated on finding the whereabouts of Wira. And he managed to find a circle of fog that was more dense than the fog around him.

"Lin you bring this heirloom yes ndok, help Wira to kill Asih. I'll channel the energy in you, after this your test will get harder."

"The demon slingshot woman was on the second floor, the largest room with two doors. Siska is with him now."

"But where are you going, why aren't we the same as the second floor?"

Mr. Jarwo did not answer, he held Linda's head and at that time his inner strength had moved to Linda. Warm air flowed through the journalist's entire body.

Linda could feel her body becoming lighter and her eyes were clearer. Slowly Linda could see what the common eye could not see. His senses become sensitive to those who are astral.

Despite the fear of change in her, circumstances forced Linda to be steadfast, resigned, accepting her current state.

"Whether this is a blessing, or a curse, most importantly right now, we must be able to survive the demons."

Not finished with her daydream, suddenly Linda felt her body float, and was thrown into the air. Pakde Jarwo had thrown the girl's body towards the fog that locked Wira.

"Capture him Hero...!"

The voice of Mr. Jarwo surprised Wira. Not yet had time to digest, what the old man's words meant, Wira had been shocked back with Linda's body sliding profusely towards him.

Thankful that Wira has a nice reflex, she immediately catches Linda in an embrace, so that the girl does not fall into her arms.

"Remember Linda, no matter what happens in your body, don't fight, just follow along, and don't be afraid of what's in your head."

"I'll clean up the mess here, you guys quickly go up to the second floor. Do not forget the room is right in the middle. Biggest room with two doors. He's controlling this house from there."

"As usual prick his heart, and seal it with a gold nail right on his head. If it fails, read the mantra in the ancient book of the very back sheet, then with the stone mustika mirah pomegranate, lock him in the mirror and destroy the mirror."

After delivering his message, Pakde Jarwo immediately sat cross-legged on the floor to perform the forbidden ritual of Soul handing. He planned to drag all the creatures that inhabited the empty house edge asphalt, to come with him to the lower realms. Then after that, Pakde Jarwo will lock the gate between dimensions on the condition of sacrifice for his own soul.

"Wait a minute, what will you try to do, do not perform the forbidden ritual Pakde!"

Pakde Jarwo did not give voice to the cries of the Wira, he concentrated on reciting the mantra of the Soul's handing ritual, and the red light penetrated the roof of the empty house edge asphalt. The altar room instantly became brightly lit with a red light.

Pakde Jarwo sang the twilight canticle, then with his movements that lues pakde Jarwo rampaged like a possessed person. The boisterous sound of the moans of astral beings echoed in the air.

The frightened Linda immediately sat down crouching, closing her ears. The hero can only be glued to witness the success of Pakde Jarwo who continues to rampage mercilessly.

"Come Linda, we must immediately go up to the second floor, do not waste the sacrifice of Mr. Jarwo. Siska must really need our help right now."