Curse Forever

Those who are invisible

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Dukes of Artharawirya.

At first glance, there is nothing different from a typical Indigenous house with this joglos roof.

It looks safe, calm as usual.

Four burly guards stood firmly in front of the tightly shut gate.

But the real situation is ...

The four guards stood with their eyes straight ahead. Their eyes don't blink. Their eyes are empty. There was no movement at all from any of their limbs. Meant breathing.

The same situation is also seen in the front yard of the house that looks lonely. There is no one guard who usually goes around to ensure the safety around the house.

Even with the situation inside the house. Silent. No human being is visible. The lackeys who usually take turns in front of the door of the master's room was not there. Likewise with the master who is also not seen anywhere.

Where are they ? Or Where are they ?

A while ago, when the messenger messenger coachman from Panji came and conveyed the message of Panji and Mina who will not go home and will stay at Mina's parents' house, Mina, Pramunti then ordered his house lackeys to immediately finish their work .The lackeys welcomed the favor at the behest of the master. With great enthusiasm, they immediately did. Because after this, they can go to their respective rooms and rest early.

The master had a gloomy face. The beautiful woman sighed . He feels lonely. A few days later, the husband came home when it was past midnight. There is no ordinary touch every night she gets.He so misses the caress and embrace her husband's body.

Likewise with his son who is now also busy helping the father's work to prepare himself to be a successor .

This was all due to the death of several people from the Company who were being handled by her husband. He believes the Company must press and urge the husband to immediately solve the cases of the killer.

Actually Paramunti know and quite aware, if this is the consequence of being a companion of a leader and have a responsibility that is not playful.

But still, he felt unsettled and did not like if the husband's time more seized for work. Like at the moment.

Pramanti sighed again.

Though he already felt a little amused by the daughter-in-law who was always at home . He really likes Mina because she doesn't talk much and is submissive .

But again he had to be disappointed. As with her husband and son, her daughter-in-law is currently not there to accompany her .

Saturated with all the confusion of his mind, Paramunanti decided to go to the room and just sleep.

Pramunti walked towards his room. But his steps suddenly slowed down. Something was sniffed by his sense of smell. That stench is so stinging. Like a carcass smell.

Pramunti looked around him . Weird ? Wrinkled forehead. He called his lackeys. But no one came. Paramunti was growing in wonder. Impossible that no one heard his voice shouting out loud ? The pramanti who intended to move turned around and immediately gasped. His eyes widened with his mouth slightly open.

A beautiful green woman in a thick black barricade, standing before him.

The woman smiled, displaying her black teeth, typical of someone who often chew betel. The woman walked slowly towards Pramunti.

Pramunti. His hands were raised, smothering his mouth and also to cover his nose. The foul smell grew stronger and he guessed that it came from the woman who was now only one step ahead of him.

'' Wh-who are you ? '' asked Pramunti who looked like he was going to retreat again . But his hands were hunted down by a woman he didn't know who.

He looked at the woman's face . It feels familiar . Do they ever meet or meet ? But he can't remember it and as if he didn't know her .

Meanwhile.

The night was so late. A train with carvings and distinctive emblems crossed the streets of the city that is slow and quiet.

Because of the demands of the work of the Company, inevitably he also had to work late like this. Coupled with the plan of rebellion that will be implemented soon. Forcing it should sacrifice time and work twice as much extra as before.

Until time with his beloved wife was seized.

Often he came home late at night, making it home when the wife had fallen asleep.

The Duke exclaimed in a loud voice, giving orders to his coachman to speed up the pace of the carriage so that he could arrive home soon.

I can't wait to arrive home and meet Pramunti, then vent my longing to the fullest.

The train slowed down when it was at the employer's house. The gate was opened and the chariot carrying the Duke entered.

The Duke hurried down and walked quickly into his residence.

' Deg' his steps came to a halt right in the main room of the house. A woman sits in a single chair which is her seat of greatness. A chair that had only ever been occupied by himself. Like welcoming a guest to his house.

A word to describe this woman before him. Well-favoured.

Coupled with clothes that are so fitting bandaged his crazy body. Any man will surely be tempted by the look and physical beauty he has.

Not with the Duke . Because his view was only a glimpse at the woman. His net was fixed on the figure lying on the floor, just below the woman's feet .

'' Sorry. Because you were so long ago, I used to play games with the people in this house . And as they were all exhausted, the woman spoke leisurely. It doesn't look at all like someone who has done something .

In fact, in addition to Pramunti who was lying motionless down, the lackeys were there, all lying in a similar condition. Not only did he not move, but he was not breathing.

The duke was angry. She was treated inhumanely by someone she didn't know.

'' You're..What did you do to my wife ?! '' asked the Duke of wrath .He also stepped forward while pulling a keris that always hid behind his back. He intended to attack but suddenly his legs could not be moved.

'' Who are you, HUH ?! '' Highlight the Duke's eyes implied an explosive rage. His gaze was only once upon the woman who was still sitting gracefully.

The Duke returned to his eyesight on his wife. Heart's plump. Millions of bad thoughts are approaching. He wanted to be tepis but impossible. Because he was well aware, if it is likely that something bad has happened to Pramanti.

" Your own fault is late. You're too busy taking care of your companies and ambitions to abandon your wife "the woman standing. With the tip of his foot, he turned around the lifeless body of Pramunti.

' Bruk' Duke's body slumped with both knees smashing against the floor .

The woman approached after stepping over Pramunti's corpse and stopped right in front of the kneeling man with a deathly pale face. The Duke did not heed the woman. He kept staring at Pramanti. Slowly tears came out and flowed down both of her cheeks.

" You ask who I am ? My name is Saraswati ''

Yes, she is Saraswati .

The woman lowered her head while smiling cynically.

The Duke of Bergeming .

Then he somehow, he felt a pressure on his chin . Forcing her face to lift. The Duke looked up, clashing with the woman who had just introduced herself by mentioning her name.

The Duke stared hatefully and angrily while trying to move his body to stand up. But free. No matter how strong his strength, his body still could not be moved. Like tied. But nothing is seen around it.

'' It's not your name I want to know. But who are you and what is your purpose in coming here ? And why are you doing this to me ?! " ask the Duke. It's really inflamed. Because they can't move and reach Saraswati. If only he could move freely, he would have exhausted Saraswati.Takuli she is a woman though.

" You disgusting people.

Use shortcuts to achieve your goals. You don't even care, even if it's not normal "

The expression of the Duke's face receded. He stared at the manic of his interlocutor.

" You.. " The Duke cannot continue his sentence. His tongue is confused because his brain is guessing who this woman named Saraswati is.

" right. I came to look for the girl who became Nyi Sukma's soul container.

Where are you hiding him ? " Saraswati widens her pupils in both eyes. The aura of intimidation means threat.

Duke bergeming. Saraswati is definitely not an ordinary human being. He can confirm it because he has met several people like this. And he was deterred from dealing with everything related to that again.

" You don't want to tell me?

Is your wife's death still not enough to wake you up ? ''

Saraswati started to growl. Both of his hands were clenched tightly.

" Alright, you forced me. So don't regret that there will be two more bodies in front of you soon "

Hearing that, the Duke shook his head. The shadow of Panji and Mina's face was instantly present in his head.

" no. No .Do nothing to my son and daughter-in-law ''

'' It depends on you, Duke..

Are you going to keep quiet or tell me where the girl is ''

'' What are your needs with Nyi Sukma ?

And..What are you going to do with that girl later ? "

" Since you know. I don't want to utilize Nyi Sukma's soul as you do .

I just want to finish my business with him and I will seal him forever.

And the girl who became his container.. Of course it will be one of his collisions "

The Duke was stunned for a moment. He is now faced with two difficult choices. Thinking of Mayang he felt so sorry. From birth, his life was never calm and always tinged with tragedy.

Should he sacrifice Mayang to save Panji and Mina. But Mayang also his flesh and blood.

" You don't have much time to think. Or I'll figure it out myself and finish everyone involved with this. How ? " Angam Saraswati.

His gaze was getting intimidating.

" Arkha De-Village. That's where he is now "The Duke said softly.

Is correct. He cannot make Panji and Mina a victim of what should be his own responsibility . Enough Pramanti . And no one else has to bear the consequences of his actions.

Feeling enough after getting what was the reason he came to the residence of the Indigenous leader, Saraswati then left without causing a single sound.

The Duke lives alone among all the inhabitants of the dead house.

Slowly his body began to move.

With the rest of his strength, he stood up to approach his dead wife. He rested, grabbed the body of Paramanti and hugged her tightly.

Duke. He regretted not having had time to say how much he loved the woman who had faithfully accompanied half the journey of his life. Even when Paramunti found out about Mayang, Paramunanti was still willing to serve him. Although he eventually found out too, if Paramunanti planned and had sent people to kill Mayang.

' Jleb ' Duke flinched with bulging eyes . A hand with all five fingers that had sharp fingernails was black, piercing and piercing right at his chest.

Fresh blood poured out along with the hand pulling itself out of the hollow chest .

' Uhuk' blood came out of his throat thrust. His breath was choked, like tied up. Her face turned a dead red, due to difficulty inhaling oxygen .

" I'm sorry, I can't forgive someone who has blocked my path. For twenty years I was in Batavia and it turned out you were the mastermind. You are the brain that has hidden Nyi Sukma "said Saraswati .

It turned out that he came back only to kill and settle his feelings for the Duke.

Saraswati stared in satisfaction when the Duke's body no longer moved with his head bowed while holding his partner's body.

Saraswati. This time he actually left and entrusted the rest to the 'those' who had come and had been with him.

Those who are invisible, the two beings who previously also always follow wherever he went when he was doing something .

Like at the moment. The two creatures were sucking blood from each corpse and licking the red droplets until nothing was left. Those who are often called invisible creatures were once immortal souls that Saraswati deliberately caught. With the aim of being his slave.