Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab32. Anger And Revenge

Making friends with the silence and darkness of the night, Thunder sat cross-legged with a complete offerings before him. Smoke billowed freely, from incense and incense, spreading the most awaited fragrances, by the bloodthirsty creatures of the forest ruler.

He was crazy, his common sense seemed to have been completely covered by anger and resentment. Until he was reckless, dropping into the pit of error.

His body trembled violently, as his lips began to cast spells. A forbidden spell that should never have been uttered by anyone.

The guardian creatures within Thunder began to detach one by one. Plagued by uncontrollable anger and resentment again. Replaced by the forces of evil, who are ready to take full control of a Thunder Mahendra.

***

The sound of footsteps rang out splitting the dark and cold of the night. A man ran in terror towards a reot hut located deep in the middle of the forest.

Tokk ... tokk .. tokk ...!

"Mbah .. open Mbah! Help me, Mbah!" The man knocked on the door violently.

The man who looked the same age as Fahmi was, drowning in all directions with a frightened facial expression. While knocking on the door and calling the owner of the house.

Because there was no contact from inside, the man was determined to break down the door with a bench next to him.

Brakk ...!

The door managed to open wide to show the situation in the house that has been damaged.

All looks dim, because the house is only illuminated by a few twists installed in several corners.

"Mr ... Mbah Jarwo!" call out to the man while removing some of the equipment blocking his steps.

Fear regained control of him, when he saw the splash of fresh blood scattered around the ritual place that used to be Mbah Jarwo. With trembling legs, the man continued to bravely follow the trail of blood spills towards a room.

Krieeett ...!

The door opened slowly, revealing a scene that made his legs limp for a moment.

An old man was hanging in his room. His face was smashed, his eyeballs were released, his mouth was torn to the ears. His body had been slashed so deeply, that several organs in the body had also broken out of his stomach.

The man fell down with his mouth shut. He wanted to feel like he was running, but what power, he was no longer powerful. Fear has really ruled, so that the legs can no longer support his body.

"Finally you came too" a hoarse and heavy voice came from behind Mbah Jarwo's body.

A black shadow figure with long nails squeezed Mbah Jarwo's neck until his head was released rolling towards the man.

"Please forgive me! I beg ... Don't kill me!" said the man while slapping his hands in front of the black shadow that was approaching towards him.

"Your word?! I shouldn't have taken orders from a fool like you, Bimo. This is a reply for sending me to the wrong place!" The black shadow continued to approach, clutching the head of the man he called Bimo so firmly. "His family is not a random person, they will turn against me. Just let go of your lives I made a collision to increase my strength! Ha ... ha .. ha ...."

"Aaaaakaakkkhh ...." Bimo shouted so loudly when the creature began to squeeze his head.

His brain was boiling, his eyes were starting to roll out. Fresh blood seemed to pour out from every hole of his body.

Satisfied with his head, the creature switched to shredding Bimo's body to formless. The flesh and internal organs were splattered inundated by the fresh blood that filled the dark room tile floor.

Two corpses lay horribly, after his tribe was absorbed by a creature in the form of a black shadow. The creature that before, they ordered to hurt someone who turned out not to be from a careless family.

***

Thunder lay limp after Ki Beruk Klawu attacked him all out. The false rituals he had previously prepared, had failed due to the anger of his companion khodam-khodam who did not want Thunder to be lulled by heresy.

"Let me do it my way! You can leave if you don't want to help me!" thunder Jolt at Ki Beruk Klawu and some of his khodam.

"Continue! But remember one thing, I will never let you get close to Trisnya and her family" shouted Nyi Kinasih along with the Jagad tribe that had just appeared.

"And that means we'll be opponents! Whether it's me, Heru or Trisnya, you'll lose everything" said Jagad.

Trisnya ran followed by Baskoro, splitting the dark forest behind the house of the late father and mother of Thunder who had been abandoned for decades.

"Gun ...," call Baskoro as he continues to run.

Thunder sobbed, leaning on the huge banyan tree he once used as a place for the same ritual with his father decades ago.

Baskoro immediately approached Thunder and immediately hugged him tightly. "Take it all, Le! Don't be like this ... Paklik does not want you to have the same fate as your father," he said as he sobbed.

"Why can't I repay them, Lik? They deserve it" Thunder replied.

"God Himself will avenge them, remember the word waste, revenge will only create new grudges that will not be there at last. Take it all down, Gun. Take it all away," continued Baskoro.

He only saw the two men from a distance. The tears kept pouring down his cheeks. Seeing how broken and weak Thunder was at the moment.

"We're back!" jagad said then disappeared followed by Nyi Kinasih who darted away.

Baskoro took off his embrace at Thunder who was still sobbing, approaching Trisnya who was still standing pecking. "Take it easy, wait in the car, please" he said, patting Trisnya on the shoulder slowly.

"Damn, Paklik!" trisnya.

Trisnya walked closer towards Thunder who had been reluctant to look at him. He sat down next to his girlfriend without saying a word. Just be quiet, waiting for Thunder's cry to come to a halt and just stare at him.

Thunder rests his head on the shoulder of the beloved heart. Resisting all shame due to his own stupidity.

"Have you?" ask Trissya.

"Hmm," replied Thunder who was still trying to neutralize his voice.

"You want to sleep here?" ask Trisnya again.

"It is with you" replied the Thunder.

"I'm afraid of tigers, Mas! Sleeping in the middle of the Gini forest? It's not bankrupt, is it?" ledek Trissnya.

The thunder tightly embraced Tris' tiny body. "Your sheep!" he said while pinching Trisnya's lips.

"Let's go home! It'll be dawn" asked Trisnya.

"Still wanting to hug you here," refused Thunder.

"Emoh! Come on hunt home, or I stay," threatened Trisnya while breaking away from the embrace of Thunder and stood up.

Inevitably, Thunder immediately ended his potent attitude and stood up after Trisnya who had stepped away from him.

"Auwwhh .. "groaned Thunder as he was about to walk away.

Trisnya who was already a few steps in front of Thunder, immediately ran back to him.

"Why? What's sick, Mom?" Trisnya was so worried seeing Thunder grimacing in pain.

"No papa! It's just cramping" said Guntur.

"Yes, you're so fucking right!" trisnya said as she put the heavy arm of Thunder on her shoulder.

They walked together to leave the forest, following Baskoro who had fallen asleep in the car.

A pair of fiery red eyes, seemingly watching his Thunder and Tris from a distance. His mouth grinned evilly, in the direction they were.

"You're finally back, boy. My strength I will rise up completely soon. Ha ... ha .. ha ...."

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