Home On The Grave

Rukmini Revenge

Darkness swept through my village, the sound of the wind felt like a gripping night song.

I was hobbled by carrying a torch that seemed reluctant to light up, I walked slowly as I was going to pass the grave directly adjacent to my yard.

"hu huh hu hu hu, the voice of a woman crying heartrendingly, as if begging for mercy, I looked for the source of the sound of crying, turned out to be right near me sitting curled up a woman who was still crying, I looked for the source of the sound of the crying,I thrust my torch into his face, as soon as my blood stopped flowing

"Rukmini, what are you doing here, why are you crying?", I wonder, I heard rukmini died by suicide a week ago

"i am saddened, after my death, as if my family no longer remembers me" said rukmini sadly

"come up to my house rukmini, we chat in my house only", I also jerslan towards my house, while the rukmini follow my steps like floating

"ruk, actually we were killed or committed suicide, because I heard you killed yourself but I want to know from your own mouth" I asked again

"i was killed my own husband nuar, when I saw him cheating in my room" said rukmini sadly

"Whose husband's name is ruk?", I asked slowly fear that my voice will be heard in because my parents and brothers think I am crazy, when I talk, my friend's friend is a haunted grave occupant

"my husband's name is sukardi nuar" said rukmini

"Januaaaaarr!", heard from the grave shouts of fire and squiati who like to sway also when the night, they ghost ghost gaul who like to appear in the celebration, hajatan,sometimes like a prank to the pretentious person like januar

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sssstttt, I give them a signal not to like a storm if you come here

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"Tonight there was an orchestra performance in the village of umbulkelapa, someone wanted to join gakk" said the most slang ghost, the most PD and the most embarrassed.

"Rukmini wants to come, but Rukmini has a baby that should not be left for long" said rukmini sexih

"take it anyway ruk, kuntilanak more cool if you bring a baby", proposed the new Sumiati with a ghost because only a month of suicide.

"yes, if so", said Rukmini while looking at January, his only friend who has a human title but not just any human, superr because it can adapt to all kinds of delicate creatures

"Januar's coming, I want to know the people who were involved in my murder" said Rukmini

"Yes, but my request, you changed your appearance there first", replied January who asserted all his gang

The party was quite lively, in the presence of the midwives of the capital, when the singers contributed songs with their indehoyal wobbles, the striped-nose lelski raised on the stage iku swayed, and,saweran has been issued and the biduan increasingly hot sway, one of them looks like a sukardi who joined sway with the biduan, arousing the soul of criminal rukmini, with a very beautiful appearance with a red kebaya, red kebaya,he stepped forward to pitch, hypnotizing all the spectators

Rukmini, throwing her shawl at the sukardi by continuing to pull him off stage, Sukardi did not realize that it was rukmini who was mengelabuinys

"mas, give me some warmth tonight" said Rukmini teasing sukardi

"of course, dear, and I give you a lot of money as long as you want to accompany me tonight" replied sukardi began to be tempted

"Where is your wife?", asked rukmini

"He's gone, baby, I don't need him anymore" replied sukardi

Boiling the blood rukmini hear the word sukardi just spoken

"Awas kukerjain you son of a bitch", murmured rukmini

"mas, this is my room" said Rukmini, who had apparently taken the sukardi to his grave

"ayo mass, embrace me" said Rukmini who suddenly transformed into a genuine rukmini, making sukardi shocked

"you yourself, what you did to me savage man, I will avenge your actions, by killing you little by little", replied rukmini hatefully

Strangled sukardi's neck until it was difficult to breathe, and released back, Sukardi ran terbirit to the village, like a madman.

Since then, Sukardi continued to be frightened and always climbed a tree, until one day when he climbed a tree, he was struck by lightning and died in a terrible state.

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I'm still like I used to be, sitting at night counting the stars until midnight

"Toloooooongnggg, father motheruuuu!", cried my brother from his room, but I did not care

Since my brother regularly made ritual offerings to the devil, I rarely rebuked him, he has been in communion with the devil without any results but more piling up sins.

Moreover, the devil is every night of the full moon, asking for virgin blood, how many innocent virgins have been reported missing in my area, and certainly my brother is one of the causes.

"Januaaarrr!", cried the mother from the casimin room, forcing me to move in

"God willing, what happened" when I saw Kasimin lying in the blood, his entire stomach was gone somewhere.

"Kuuu's son, don't leave my mother!", mother's screams turned out to be heard by villagers, not long ago my house was filled with residents, wanting to see what happened

"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi rojiun" said ustadz while closing the eyes of the widened casimin

"The victim's will, his own ritual when he is no longer able to offer virgin blood, is what his pet demon prey on" Ustadz said

"to all the people who believe in Alkah and his Messenger, do not once want to be invited to ally by the shetan to harm others, your own color will be harmed, he said,verily the devil is the real enemy of man" said Mr. ustadz

Casimin ritual tools, all burned nothing left, apparently kasimin has been a devotee of Satan for years .

"i also offer my condolences to noar" said my best friend, a grave dweller who came also among mourners but only I could see him.

I told them, they were innocent human beings who had to end their lives in a sadistic way, I also could not understand, why can I make friendship with invisible creatures.

I saw a rukmini from far away pensive near the fence, no matter what he was thinking, he didn't join the gang of cool and slang ghosts.

"Rukmini, what are you doing there yourself?", I asked..

"Januar, I want to leave my son to you" said rukmini sadly and in tears

"i can't take care of him anymore, I'm leaving here, I've got my revenge on sukardi" said Rukmini with great sadness

Rukmini then gave the child in her carrier to my sling

"just in case my son is a nuar, I believe you can guide him on the right path" said Rukmini, after it disappeared.

The baby in my ge dongan was crying and I brought it into my house

All eyes looked at me in wonder

"This is the baby that a young mother leaves behind, because nature can no longer unite her in a bond of affection, this child I raised to be my son, witnessed by all of you, this child I give the name Zalimah", I said while kissing the beautiful baby who is now my son

"but he's a son of kuntilanak nuar", protested one resident

"He is not a kuntilanak, he is also an ordinary man, just killed by her husband because his affair is known to his wife, he could finish off pregnant rukmini and you need to know, this baby is his son sukardi family all", I said at length, so that no one else dared to argue