
A small woman in uniform like a Junior High child is frenzied on a mound of garbage. His entire body was filled with a blood red color, while his hair was disheveled, and also his face was pale with circles around his eyes were jet black. In front of the little girl was standing a man who was frightened because in front of him suddenly appeared a very creepy scene.
"Please give me my legs back?" the ghostly voice of the Dance shouted with a shrill voice, while both of her hands were directed forward towards the man.
"No! Noooo!!! You've been dead a long time. Go!!!" the man shouted with a trembling voice.
"Chihara ... This is the moment of your death. I'm gonna strangle you. Hihihihi ..," cried the ghost of Dance with a deafening voice and an increasingly frightening facial expression. The male figure in front of him was unable to wince in shock. The ghost of Dance approached the man.
"Don't go near the dance! Forgive me! At that time I was afraid of Tari, I was afraid that you would report me to the police," the man stammered. While the hoe that he would use to bury the fetus fell because his hands were shaking not strong enough to withstand the weight of the hoe. In front of him, the baby's corpse was being laid in the hole because it had not been filled with soil. Looking at its size, the baby was already over four months old. Either his mother survived or he didn't.
"What, khilaf? It's good you said khilaf. Have you forgotten what you did to me? Why would you do all that?" replied the ghost Dance with a scary tone.
"Yes, Dance. In this place I hit your feet with the back of a hoe because you caught me burying a fetus. I did that to threaten you so that you would shut up and not report what you saw to anyone else. However, when it was limping, you told me that you were going to report me to the police. At that time I had dark eyes, finally I was forced to hit your head so you fainted," said the man.
"And you brought my fainted body to that ramp and then you hit my body without mercy? Is that what you said khilaf? All these years you've been breathing the air of freedom, because the police and people thought I was dead from being hit-and-run. Nooooooo!!!! I'll chop your body up!" screamed ghost Dance with a shrill and loud voice.
"Ampuuuuun Tariiiii!!! Don't do that. I had to do all of that. I am tired of living poor. I'm tired of always being sued for this and that by my wife. My wife is also a mediocre salary, as a private midwife her salary is not enough to meet the needs of our daily lives. My wife's brothers are all successful people. Only the two of us live. We feel ostracized by my wife's extended family. Finally, we both agreed to open a home abortion business secretly. After that our economy improved, and we were not looked at by the people any more" the man said with a severed breath.
"Basic man! You measure happiness with money. Until you kill dozens of innocent lives for money. These two of you are truly inhuman humans," cried the ghost of the Dance.
"Ampuuun Dance! Don't kill me!" yell that man.
"Based on evil man!!! You and your wife must be severely punished for what you have done all this time" I cried spontaneously from the top of the tree. The man looked at me. It seems that he began to realize my existence in this place which has since recorded all the events in this place, starting from Mr. Mat who buried the carcass of a cat, and the, mr. Rengga who buried the carcass of the frog used for the practicum, until the expression of fear of this spy man when he saw Cindy who dressed up as a ghost Dance.
"Oh my God, I made a mistake. I shouldn't have shown my existence to this murderer because it would be a danger to us" I cried inwardly.
Realizing that the man knew where I was, I came down from the tree.
"Ooooo ... So these two of you set me up on purpose, huh?" said the man while rising from his squat.
"Yes. We set you up and we'll get you to jail!" I shouted not to lose.
The man took his hoe and would be used to attack both of us. Cindy screamed in fear.
"It's not a problem for me to add another two lives. Ha ha ha ...," cried the man in a voice that gave me goosebumps.
[Snipples]
The sound of a rock hitting the man's right temple. Fresh blood flowed from his right owlipis.
"We won't let you hurt our friend, bad man!" gatoth shouted from the east.
[Doooooo]
"Stop Darso! Or this bullet will be lodged in your body" shouted someone from behind the wall. It turned out that Mr. Anton and the father were there. Mr. Anton stood gallantly on the wall with a position ready to shoot the criminal. The driver of the garbage truck was finally unable to dwell when Mr. Anton handcuffed both hands.
"This is the end of your adventure, Darso. Our team has also arrested your wife in your cursed clinic" Anton said. Mr. Darso can only be bowed listlessly.
"Thank you, kids! Thanks to your help, we can finally uncover this great crime" Mr. Anton said.
"Everything, Sir. We're also glad that finally the mystery of Dance's death can be revealed" I replied.
Police eventually installed a "Police Line" in the area. It turned out that the trash can became a burial place for fetuses and innocent babies. That day the police found a lot of bodies of fetuses and babies there. It turns out that Mr. Darso deliberately kept transporting garbage from the school even though he was already rich, because that way he could bury the fetus and baby without sniffing anyone.
The five of us and the father were ready to leave the place just as the doom of Magrib was proclaimed. Someone called us from behind. We also looked.
"T-dance???" we all screamed when we saw Dari and the babies beside her.
"Thank you Hasan, thank you Imran, thank you all for your help we can finally rest in peace" said the beautiful spirit of Tari.
"I-iya Dance. Rest in peace. We will pray for you" replied the father.
"Good bye,"
"Good bye,"
And the spirit of Tari and the babies also disappeared accompanied by the cry of our day.
We are not the only ones crying. A grandmother standing next to police looking for evidence also broke down in tears after Tari's departure.
EXPIRE
Thank you for the faithful readers of Kampung Hantu novels who have always been faithful waiting for the latest episode after episode.
For the next author will focus on the other horror novel called MARANTI. The author will be making the second season of the novel.
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