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A pale face turned blue with eyeballs protruding out. The mouth was full of saliva with a terrible hissing and growling sound. Sani was still sitting in front of the bonfire, turning his back on the terrified Asrophy until it fell to the ground.

For a long time, Asrophy was unable to move. His body feels stiff, even the muscles in his legs feel lost energy. Tongue's cow. He wanted to scream but a voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Little by little Asrophy dragged his body while still looking at the unmoved Sani in front of the bonfire. Asropi managed to enter the tent. And immediately woke up his comrade.

"What the hell is that? Morning already?" asked Yolla with a pillow face, her long hair looked tangled.

"Si the Sani. Sani," Asrophy stuttered. His body was trembling.

"Hey relax. Call As," Laila patted Asropi's shoulder. The clap makes the club chairman a little more calm.

"Sani possessed," whispered Asrophy.

"Astaghfirullah," cried Laila and Nita together.

"This must be because of the mouth that does not have a filter!" Yolla bobbing head.

"How is this going?" ask Hasan to worry. He was still sitting on the floor. Both of his legs are still inflamed, difficult to move.

"Lai, you know best about ginian. How do I wake up Sani?" asrofi asked looking at Laila.

"I swear I don't know what this is about" replied Laila.

"How do you think dong?" Nita looks panicked. He bit his own fingernails.

"OK easy. Tell you what, you're all watching over Sani. I tried to go to the nearest mosque, not asking for help to the mosque to call ustad or who knows," said Asrofi gave an idea.

"Huh? Is that true? The mosque is quite far from here. You want to run away alone?" yolla protests.

"Click Yol, I can't be like that. Or we exchange tasks. You go to the mosque, I'm here. How's it?" challenge the upset Asrofi.

"What time is it now?" ask Yolla.

"Four 11 more" said Laila glanced at the watch in her left hand.

"Ogah ah's. Midnight motoran alone in the middle of gini village? The serem!" Yolla embraces Laila.

"Well, if so, nurut. You guys keep an eye on Sani. I'm leaving for a minute" Asropi snatched the helmet in the corner of the tent.

"Backpocket!" yolla and Nita snapped at the same time.

"Yeahaaa. Hasan, I'm picking up a friend. I know you're tired, but you want to do it again" Asropi told Hasan.

Hasan hesitated a little, but nodded. There's no other choice. Although it is actually impossible for Hasan to keep his friend when the feet are difficult to move because of inflammation.

Asrophy out the tent. He walked tiptoed leaving Sani who was still unmoved in front of the bonfire. The asrophy drives the matic motor parked next to where the tent is standing. After feeling far enough, then he turned on the motor and pulled the gas inside.

The countryside in the middle of the night is completely deserted. Minimal lighting also resulted in several times the front wheel of the Asropi motor hit the gaping road hole. Plus cold air that feels skinned body even though it is wrapped in a thick jacket.

The place where Asrofi and his friends set up tents is on the field beside the village hall. Actually next to the village hall stood two houses. Unfortunately for 5 days the house was empty, because all its residents were following the pilgrimage group.

The Asropi motor runs down a broken paved road that sits in the middle of a corn garden. After the corn garden then stood the settlement of residents, as well as the village mosque that became the destination of Asrofi. The distance between the village hall and the settlement of residents is no more than three kilometers.

Asropi noticed his motor speedometer. With a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, it should be no more than 5 minutes he has arrived at the residential area. No matter how many corners he had passed, Asrofi felt he was driving too long and did not reach the destination.

"Jeez, something is not right" said Asrofi. He stopped the motor on the side of the road.

Several times Asrophy breathes in, trying to stay calm. He reached into his pants pocket. A small flashlight the size of a thumb was lit. Then Asropi put the flashlight on the side of the road.

The asrophy pulled the motor gas back. Cleaving the darkness of corn fields. Occasionally there was the sound of an owl in the distance. Asropi did not want to look around, he focused on watching the street in front of him.

A few minutes drive, Asrofi again saw the light of his flashlight lying on the side of the road. The Asrophy is correct. He just turned around around the cornfield.

"Astaghfirullah," Asrofi again stopped the bike.

The wind blew softly, the more soluble the air felt frozen. The sound of corn stalks rubbing adds to the increasingly gripping atmosphere.

"O Allah show me your way. Bismillahi Tawakaltu Alallah," Asrophy closed his eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath. Then, he again pulled the gas motor maticnya.

Meanwhile from inside the tent, Laila and Yolla peeked out. Sani was still silent unmoved in front of the bonfire. Half an hour passed, and there was no sign of Asrophy returning. Everyone started to get angry.

"Which Asrophy? Don't let him run away?" whispered Yolla.

"No way. I memorized very well the responsible nature of our chairman," said Hasan reassured.

"This is the proof, not back. The distance of this place to the mosque is at least 5 to 10 minutes. It's been half an hour now. Brengs*h!" Yolla seems to be losing patience.

"Lai, you sure you don't know how to ngusir like this? Among all of us, you know best" Nita whined at Laila. He almost seemed to be crying.

"I just love reading. I know very little, not expert. We need to stay calm. As far as I know, the creatures that possessed Sani will also not be able to hurt us anyway. We stay together here, in the tent, watching Sani. We can only wait for Asrophy, or at worst we can wait until the sun rises" Laila said, trying to calm her friend.

"Sunrise? Still a long time Laiii. Where am I peeing anyway," grumbled Yolla.

"Hold Youll," said Laila.

"Let's look out again, Sani's still in front of the campfire, right?" tanya Hasan arrived.

Yolla slightly opened the door of the tent made of polyester. He peeked out toward the campfire. How shocked Yolla was, Sani wasn't in her seat just now.

"Gaes, Sani please!" peekik Yolla restrained.

"Huh? Seriously?" Laila looked out. Sure enough, Sani wasn't around the campfire.

"Lai, check out dong!" yolla's orders to Laila.

"Let Hasan alone. He's a guy" Laila turned to Hasan.

"Seriously gaes, I can't stand. It still hurts my calves" Hasan complained.

Laila snorted in annoyance. He forced her out of the tent. Cold sweat started to wet his forehead. He circled his gaze, looking for where Sani was.

"Laii, try to call Sani" whispered Yolla from inside the tent.

"San Sanii," said Laila hesitantly.

"Which is clenched," Yolla ordered again.

Laila was actually upset, why was she the one who had to be sacrificed standing outside the tent. Just as he was about to open his mouth calling out to Sani once more, his eyes caught a swinging motion on top of a mango tree not far from where he was standing.

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