Curse Forever

Sarasvati

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'' Dinda Saraswati exclaimed Sang Prabu in panic, finding his wife sitting on the floor with both legs wide open.

Soon he approached and helped the woman he called his name to wake up.

After successfully sitting Saraswati in a wooden chair not far from reach, Sang Prabu then swept his eyes. Looking for a lackey figure that he had ordered to accompany and guard his wife.

Sang Prabu's eyes widened like he would jump out when he found the lackey hanging .His chest was pierced by a log and stuck in the wall of the house. Fresh blood was seen dripping from the tip of the wood.

Body's drooping. His head was drowned. Indicates that the body is no longer alive .

Who and how can someone do it ? The Prabu asked without being able to guess what exactly the situation was going on right now.

'' Khan-kanda ... ''

The Prabu turned back to Saraswati.

At once his eyes widened again, seeing a red liquid flowing between his wife's legs.

'' Servants are okay... ''

'' What really happened, Dinda ? How can it be that only for a moment I live the lackey can be like that.. Da-and you - ''

'' Khan. kanda.hamba please...Don't ask me anything more.

Go now ! Don't waste time.

Please go before it is too late...

hyx... Go your majesty.'' the empress sobbed. He bowed with both hands holding the husband's shoulder, squeezing the silk garment firmly.

The suspicions that he had raised were now approaching again.

The Prabu believes that all these strange things have to do with Saraswati.

For a moment the Prabu wrestled with a mind filled with many questions.

'' But I don't understand at all. What really happened ? And why are you telling me to leave ?''

'' Your highness beg servant...Just go and never come back here..''

Prabu took a deep breath with a single pull.

'' Well, if that's what you want, dinda.

Let's all get out of here ''

The Prabu was about to step in to call the soldiers he had been assigned to guard outside . But restrained because Saraswati held her hand .

Saraswati.

'' Suk-is too late .. khan-kanda se-bhaikik just go shen-dhiri... Saraswati voice disjointed . It was like holding something back.

Red eyes. Her tears did not stop flowing.

Same with his white face that turned red .

Then his hand held off.

And 'bruk' Saraswati fell from the chair with both legs bent on the floor.

He tried to protect his stomach, so as not to smell the floor of the house made of wood.

'' Dinda.. '' The Prabu reflex kneeling, he held both shoulders his wife intended to help Saraswati wake up.

But Saraswati refused by thinning it.

'' GO TO KANDA !!! GO !!! "

The Prabu jerked. He was a leader who was so disinclined and had never once dared to snap at him like this.

But that's not what surprised him.

He just did not understand what made Saraswati kekeh told him to leave earlier.

" You wait here for a moment.

I will go out and order the soldiers to prepare to go home "

Amidst the pain that ensued, Saraswati tried until finally managed to uphold the body .

She held her husband's arm and looked at him.

" Free kanda.. It's too late." Saraswati said with tears in her eyes.

" Ap - what do you mean ? "

" Servant please once again... While there is still time, save yourself kanda senidri.. Leave now...

I-I'll stay here to hold him down "

" you're gonna hold him ? What are you talking about in Saraswati ? Explain me. Because I don't understand " at all "

" I-they're dead, kanda.

The soldiers ..all of them...

Su-there's nothing left out there "

Half in disbelief, Prabu got up and stepped closer to the door. He wanted to see if it was true what his wife said just now.

' krettttt' 'door of the house he opened slowly.

The Prabu is glued to the beach.

His neck moved slowly .Likewise with both his eyes that move slowly, look around him .

All senses are tense .

Rome's feathers stretch.

His knees feel weak.

What is this ? Not long ago he stayed into , how could things have become like this ?

The Prabu cannot blink.

He had never seen anything this terrible.

What was before him was something that was hard for common sense to accept.

An expanse of human corpses with mutilated body parts scattered everywhere, plastered before him.

The organs of the body scattered, as well as blood that pooled and splashed around .

The head soldier and ten of his men were killed in a terrible way.

He couldn't even recognize the body because their heads didn't know where they were going.

'' Sharaswatiiiii.

Then came the figure of the grandmother who was out of nowhere.

His entire body was covered in blood with a smile full of horror .

The Prabu took a step back when he saw the grandmother approaching, but her fragile legs did not trace to the ground. It floated.

Could this be his doing ? Terka The Prabu.

But how is it possible ?

This is not something that humans can do.

Anyone wouldn't believe it. Unless this grandmother isn't human.

Shortly before the grandmother approached, a hand pulled the Prabu in and the door closed.

Saraswati did it .

The woman took off the handle and leaned against the door.

'' Wh-who is he. and ken-why ? '' The Prabu stammered as he still could not believe what he had just witnessed outside earlier.

Saraswati held her shoulder, making Sang Prabu look at her with eyes like a daze.

'' His name is Nyi Sukm. He was a black magician. Dhan-ukh.'' Saraswati's speech stopped because something was stuck. Something that has been running since.

'' ... ''

'' Calm down, your majesty. For a while we'll be safe if we stay here ''

'' Aman ? ''

Saraswati nodded convincingly.

'' The servants have made protectors using the blood of lackeys ''

The Prabu was shocked to hear his wife's words.

'' You-you killed the lackey ? ''

Saraswati nodded.

He lyrics lackey who died depending on the cause of his actions. The man who had just turned 17 years old was forced to die as a victim .

Still clearly reminded him, when he chose and appointed the man as his personal lackey.

He chose it because he knew that the man had never been close to women intimately, aka still virgin.

Just like a virgin. Perjaka also has its own advantages in the mystical world.

And the lackey he had planned would be a collision for today.

The day he had to keep his promise to the teacher, Nyi Sukma.

'' Tap-but how can it be ? ''

'' For I am also a Black Scientist. Servant is a disciple of Nyi sukma ''

' tap.tap.tap' The Prabu took a few steps away.

'' At present Nyi Sukma is in a weak state.

His body is already on the limit.

He won't be able to come in here until the next three days ''

Three days ?

Does that mean they have to survive and be confined for three days in a place like this ?

Then what is the guarantee, if the seal made by Saraswati will survive ? Remembering he was just a student. While the creatures out there are teachers whose knowledge is certainly much higher.

If in a weak state only Nyi Sukma can kill all his soldiers so that their bodies can not be united again ?

He could not imagine what kind of horror could be created by a Nyi Sukma if he was in the opposite state.

Sang Prabu shuddered.He shook his head , reluctant to imagine it .

'' SARASWATI !!!!

OPEN THE DOOR !

WHY DID YOU PUT UP THE SEAL, HUH ?

DO YOU WANT TO FIGHT ME ?

YOU WANT TO AVOID ME ?

HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR PROMISE TO ME, HUH ?!

I NEED A NEW BODY ! "

SO, LEAVE THE BABY TO ME ! '' nyi Sukma's voice raised his ears.

The Prabu was silent.

I don't know what to do or how.

He looked at Saraswati whose body slowly slumped to the floor .

Saraswati's face paled. Lips trembling.

Cold sweat flooded the entire surface of his skin.

One hand held the stomach, while the other hand pulled the rag, then he opened wide to his two legs.

" Arrrggghhh.." wrenching screams as if put to each other with the voice of Nyi sukma that endlessly echoed by throwing the same sentence.

Nyi sukma continued - constantly repeating her sentence that billed Saraswati's promise and wanted the seal opened so she could enter.

While the Prabu still does not understand.He needs an explanation . But it is impossible, because Saraswati seems to be struggling to give birth.

The Prabu who had been afraid when Saraswati told who she really was, then was filled to see the woman's face grimaced with pain.

Repeatedly Saraswati screamed to vent the extreme pain that was engulfing her.

Then fresh blood flowed from the birth canal. Seeing that, the Prabu rushed over.

" Fight, dinda Saraswati...Make efforts. I know you can do it " said the Prabu clutching Saraswati's body and holding her hand.

Saraswati turned her head, staring with tears flowing more and more.

He did not expect if this man still wanted to approach even give support to him after knowing who he was.

" Eughhhhhhh.... Hah-hah-hah errrggghhh "Saraswati managed to push her out.

Suddenly silent atmosphere. Nyi Sukma's voice was no longer heard.

Even with Saraswati who has managed to give birth to her child.

But there is absolutely no crying sound like it should happen when a new baby is born.

Saraswati sobbed in the remnants of her power.

Until a moment later, he felt his breath as if it had been cut. Dispersed and tightness.

It felt like his power had drained away until there was nothing left.

Then he threw his body and leaned against the body of the Prabu.

Slowly his breathing slowed down along with both eyes that were closed.

The Prabu tried to resuscitate Saraswati by shaking her body.

But the woman did not respond.

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