Guardian Ghosts

Perverted ritual

His stature was not big, even his wrinkled skin was clad in old and stooped bones, but his stamina was no less than that of young people.

Rain's car was parked in the courtyard of an old cottage, covered in leaf grass. The cold that pierced the skin to the bone forced them to stop by and enjoy a cup of hot coffee. The red earth yard is lined with neatly arranged bamboo, becoming a barrier between the land belonging to the battery and neighbors.

An old woman wearing a barricade and a worn kebaya came carrying a tray containing several glasses according to the number of guests.

"Sorry ki, we came here to find someone," said Dika.

"Is he?" (who?) asked the old man, as his wrinkled lips sipped a thread of tobacco, curled up carelessly without tools or machinery.

"Sir Yuan !" answer Raina.

"Aden aden should go home ! in leuweung (forest) there's dangerous !" the old grandmother's face looked worriedly at them.

"God willing, here is still God who will help us !" answer ustadz Dzul.

" The person you are looking for is often back and forth here, people here already know him. He was a devoted devotee of the demon* buffalo." his speech was flat, staring at the nanar towards the cot.

"Well??!" another screech.

It is fitting that Rain saw the silhouette of two horns at his home the other day.

"How many people have been victims of selfishness and greed!" sad to see people now coming closer instead of getting closer to God, this mortal world is only a temporary stopover before the eternal afterlife, but as their eyes are closed by the worldly na*vvsu, the worldly, they forget about hell.

"We want to help our friend, aki.nini !!" said Rain.

"Help us, at least show us the way!" Rain bowed his head pleading.

"Aki, help me or kasian !" pinta the grandma.

Aki Darma his name, he stared at the old wall clock that was infested with lizards. Even the sound of toke and frogs that are large in size feels so gripping here.

"Key this door, ask Jang Warsa accompany just read the verse of the chair and sprinkle salt around the house !!" pinta aki Darma's.

Is it that dangerous?? then who is the Kuncen battery that has brought om Yuan to meet and dowry the demon, who is the link between them?

Aki Darma entered the room, there were only green curtains as an obstacle.

"Wait a minute, the battery is ready first !" said it.

"Drink first to warm !"pinta.

Rain rubbed his arm, the more it dissolved and went deeper, the colder it was. Unfortunately, most of the problems experienced by mountain climbers are hypothermia.

"Cold huh?" Nino can only grimace he is unable to help, his body is cold, it will even make Rain more frozen. Dika who was behind Rain lowered the zipper of his thick jacket, opened it and paired it on Raina's small body.

"Kang," he said in surprise.

"Pake aja, I ga what.ini still wear a jacket ko !" show him wiggling his arm wrapped in a thin jacket.

"But ntar loe is also cold kang," said Rain.

"Sutt !! don't be noisy. Just take a pake !" he went back inside. Nino smiled her smile, Dika will indeed be able to take care of Rain. Nino's hand touched Raina's hand, hoping that by rubbing her rubbing it would cause heat. Though it might be between impossible and miracle.

Aki Darma was out of the house, wearing a black pangsi and blangkon, carrying a sling bag.

"Bismillah, just leave your car here !" her door. From here they all walk. After all, Nini immediately called her grandson Warsa and sprinkled salt not forgetting to lock the door and turn off the outside bulb.

Trees that are over 5 meters high decorate their journey, even the trees are like scaring them all, footsteps must be noticed, slippery streets in a row with red soil. The beast of the night was as unpretentious as welcome music, there were no animals that were not creepy here, caterpillars alone as big as Raina's thumb, making Ve shudder amused.

The clock is roaming the nocturnal animals. The road is slightly uphill and downhill, passing upstream of the river and several bamboo gardens. Rain tightened his grip on Nino's arm, with the loyal Dika beside him, Rain occasionally looking up not a stranger if creatures began to arrive welcoming them. Believe me according to the view of Rain and Dika is more like a market of different creatures of the world.

The shrill laughter made the feathers stand up and discoan, shrinking the guts. The way they interact is anti-mainstream.

"Astagfirullahaladzim !!" several times the murmur became their reinforcement. Not to mention creatures of different shapes, most of them shaped animals and women as if to follow where they go.

"Why do you know ki?" ask ustadz Dzul.

"Soalya.." aki Darma paused his words.

"So long ago a former pigtail battery here, aki often brought some people to convey the dowry to some creatures here !" ki Darma replied, they were choked with ki Darma's confession.

The path we passed was different from the path of mountaineers, not a path for nature lovers.

"Who do you want to help?" ask ki Darma.

"His name is Gea, ki. He is the son of om Yuan himself !" replied Rain tightened his embrace as he gazed up at the bamboo tree. Not a very good sight.

"Buffin?" ask ki Darma.

"Perhaps ki, Gea is already like a suspended animation !" answer Dika.

"Oh, that's not the life he killed, even though the end of your friend's end must also come to his world !" ki Darma's answer made Adry understand one thing.

"Your friends will be made the demon brides !! if the collision is usually lifeless, whether it is through a sudden accident or deliberately suicide ! answer ki Darma.

"Well??!!" screech them, not including Dika who had thought all this.

"Busettt, there are people who are willing to have the ghost of si^luman ke*bo !! is there no more handsome guy in this world ? " Romi shook her head.

"Jeez, I didn't think !!" add Ve.

"Ga used to think I had the same understanding om Yuan !!" Fadly.

Adry tightened his fists, "There's a little more room !" show ki Darma.

Ki Darma instructed us to walk slowly, they complied. It was not just Yuan who was there. There are several others, humans with the same frequency, heretical streams are gathering to prepare for hell.

"The location is so privileged, there is a red staircase in front there, with a water upstream, and a stone covered with white cloth and several tray offerings in front of him.

"Udah on this sedeng man, gillaaakkk !!" mumble Tria.

"So want to bring the sound system continue to set murotal qur'an here tau ngga !" answer Ve.

"That's Yuan !!" appoint Raina, a man with another pigeon, to prepare for her Friday Wage ritual.

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