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TWIN DEVIL

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There was no other way but to forcefully break down that door. If you just wait for the door key. Then my wife will be doomed.

Kyai and I broke down the door with all my might. But there is absolutely no result. "We'd better read again the verse of the chair while breaking this door until the door is open. Because this door has been fenced by someone, " said Pak kyai

"Remember mr. kyai" I replied.

We read the Seats together while breaking down the door repeatedly.

thank God our efforts did not betray the results now that the door is open. After the door opened, I saw my wife being hugged by someone who looked like me. Who is she? Why does he look like me? I don't have a twin. Seeing the door was broken my wife ran with a very random situation.

God, what is wrong with my wife. Why is he so shabby. I as a husband feel very guilty for what happened to my wife.Where I was when she needed help. I must accompany him under any circumstances. O Allah, forgive your servant Rabb...

My heart is torn to see my wife's condition like this. I hugged and kissed her a few times, as if the world still belonged to both of us.

FLASHBACK OFF

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poV Faris

"Assalamu'alaikum "thank God the child has come home. now the sound of the cry began to decorate the house again. after some events make this house feel gripping.

nurul came home alone not with Laras. "Waalaikumsalam nduk, your Mbakyu where why not look, "Tanyaku to Nurul.

the boy came up to me and pulled my hand gently. Then kiss my back and my palms. Indeed, our children are always educated with good morals in order to become habits.

according to ancient people. Akhlak is number one. My mother often advises me. if well it needs to be familiarized. But habits are not necessarily good.

Not usually Laras comes home late. Usually he always comes home with his adek riding angkot.my feelings began not to fall apart. Seeing my youngest son go home alone.

"So while I was waiting in front of the class. There was a friend of his mbak Laras who approached me. Said Kalo mbak Laras go home from school directly want to learn the group. He said again mbak Laras and his friends want to make handicrafts, " said the boy explained in detail

".. I also wanted to meet Mbak Laras but, the same friend mbak Laras nda was given he said mbak Laras was busy with the task of buguru." continued Nurul while removing his shoelaces.

"do you know what the name of the friend mbak Laras who did not let you meet your mother earlier? " Tanyaku to nurul by putting on a serious face.

"kalo is not wrong the name is Nur Pak, iiiiya Nur his name is "the boy replied.

"Nur whose house is next to the house of Pak kyai khosim nduk? " Many more. And nurul nodded his sign my question was right.

strange, although it has been explained the same reason why his mother came home late.why my heart seems unsure yes.already maybe just my feelings only.

"Maybe soon Laras will come, "my wife said, bringing the coffee I ordered.

"But I feel bad on deck, worried about the kid why, "I replied.

I picked up the coffee my wife had brought me. Deck Narsih sitting next to me. He tried to win me because I was nervous.

"What better mas susulin first yes deck school her. The feeling of the mas is not good from the deck," I said softly to the deck Narsih. He just nodded and smiled looking at me.

The clock is showing at 2pm. But Laras has not come. I took out my motorbike to go to school. Arriving when I was about to close the back door of the house.I saw Wahyu and Ahmad were playing with his two friends in the back garden of the house.

"Where are you going? " Tell the boy to approach me.

"Father wants to catch up with you first. From that time had not returned too, said Nurul was Laras studying group with Nur "My answer which was answered with a shocked face Ahmad.

"Nnnn nur who lives next to his house Pak Kyai is not sir? " Said the boy. He seemed surprised by what I just said.

"Yes, Nur, why? how come you're shocked like that, "me ask the kid.

"pppppakkk si Nur is in surabaya with bu ima. It's been a week since they left. A week ago when I and the revelation went to school through mommy's house. I asked Mom why I brought so much stuff. Bu Ima explained that Nur's grandmother in Surabaya was sick, so for the time being Nur's permission did not enter school" said Ahmad explained with a very serious face.

Degh, uh,,

now I am shocked to hear Ahmad's explanation. Increasing my worry to Laras.I say goodbye to Ahmad to pick up his adek to school.

My motorbike is riding at maximum speed. From the side of the house I saw there were 2 people, a mother and a child. Like I recognized the boy. Why are his clothes dirty.

"Assalamu'alaikum Bapak" Greetings Laras. The face of Laras seemed confused looking for something. He ran to see me next to the house.

Seeing My barrel forget my butut bike for a moment. I returned the motorbike that had been taken out to the back of the house.I welcome the arrival of Laras with haru. school uniform is very dirty and dirty. the white color is uniformly filled with soil and red spots there.

The boy asked where his sister was. I'm sure her sister is inside with her mom. I also said that her sister had come home alone.

Laras shakes hands with me. Then hurry to get into the house. What's wrong with the boy. He came with Ina the wife of Mahmud.

I let Ms. Ina in to get into the house. Ms. Ina just nodded and Permission to go home. Because he only wants to deliver Laras only. But my request refused. It's not good to let Ms. Ina come home. I had to entertain him first because he was kind enough to take Laras home. Miss Ina I forced her to sit first.

"Monggoh bu to sit down first. My wife is inside. Miss Ina I stay a while nggih. I want to move the bike first to the back, "my goodbye to Ms. Ina.

Involving my son home, my feelings are a little relieved, even though my daughter has now started to grow up. But in my eyes he was still like a little baby.

Laras sees Nurul eating with her mother. It's a wonder why his sister can go home first while he was home with Nurul. Which is more surprising Laras again his sister was turned into kuntilanak. Now he is confused where his real sister.

"Asalamualaikum ma'am, " said Laras shaking hands with my wife.

Dek Narsih was happy to see his son who had been waiting for him had come home. He immediately hugged Baras. My wife wondered why the smell of Laras body smelled Amis blood and his white clothes dirty.

Baras did not answer his mother's question. He still thinks of his sister. Nurul saw his mother who had seen was was was in his direction now approaching his mbak.

Oh no this is so adorable, this is really my real sister. The distinctive aroma of Nurul's body and her adorable face became the answer of all her anxiety. He hugged Nurul. However, he remembered his clothes which contained blood spots from the kuntilanak earlier.

He smiled to see his sister back with him. Dek Narsih also told Laras to immediately clean up.

"Buk Laras here ushered Bu Ina" said Laras

"now Ma'am, where is Nduk, " Ask Dek Narsih.

Laras replied that Bu Ina was in the guest room with Mr. Dek Narsih is a little confused why Laras can go home with Bu Ina. But he paused his question. His son came home to make himself grateful. He won't ask anything else. Let's talk about it together. Dek Narsih nodded at the words of Laras. Dek Narsih immediately made a sweet tea and a potluck snack.

"Bath and change clothes first yo nduk, " Say my wife while giving the towel barrel.

Heard what Nurul said. Laras. He hears well every word of Nurul. Laras' knee felt weak with the reality that Nurul just conveyed. Baras doesn't answer all his adek questions.

Barrel for bathing and dzuhur prayer first. He will explain it later after the prayer.

Seeing that there was a mother ina in the living room deck Narsih immediately looked towards me with a questioning expression. I also asked her to serve drinks and snacks for ma'am. My wife nodded too.

"Bewhile nggih pak Faris let nduk Laras who told him what had happened, "pinta bu Ina. I just nodded slowly.

"Monggoh bu Ina pointed at his tea, Ngapunten It's just a snack and a potluck drink, " My wife said offering to Ina ma'am.

We sat together waiting for Laras to tell him about what really happened.why his uniform can there are red stains like blood and also look very lethargic face. There are so many questions in my brain that I want to ask my daughter.

The atmosphere became quiet as we kept quiet. We don't talk much because we only have one thought, which is Laras.

finished the Laras prayer to meet his parents in the guest room. But his steps stopped when his sense of smell was disturbed by the smell of cantile flowers. The barrel also looks for the origin of the smell. There's nothing around here.

He stepped his foot into a well that was beside the house. Because the smell of the cantile flowers stopped when Laras was there. Here the atmosphere is dark very quiet and quiet. Instantly the barrel goosebumps. He held his nape that felt the cold. Barrel looks at the jelly around the place. But again he got nothing.

When Laras was about to turn his body back to meet his parents. Suddenly there was the hand of someone holding his leg. This hand is rough like a man's hand.

He slowly looked down. The false assumption is that this is a woman's hand. The hand of someone holding me was full of cuts and holes. His black and long nails clutching the legs of Laras.

Laras looked back. The little boy's body was trembling when he saw a very terrible Kuntilanak with hair dangling down.

The stench of blood from his face was so foul that it disturbed his nose. Yes, this kuntilanak who had disturbed Laras who disguised himself as his sister.

The kuntilanak's hand now moved to his neck. The Kuntilanak began to strangle Laras.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh tolooooooo

Ibuuuuu Baaaapppppaaaaaaaakkkk

Baras shouted for help. He closed his eyes because he was afraid to look at the horrible face of the kuntilanak.

Aaaakkkhhhhh Feel this!!!

Laras' small hands try to pull the hair of the kuntilanak.

Aaaaaaaaaaaarrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

kuntilanak groaned in pain. His hand also took off the neck of Barrel. Seeing Kuntilanak in pain. Baras did not waste an opportunity. He ran away leaving the kuntilanak in pain. Kuntilanak continues to pursue Laras.

Lucky kuntilanak it did not chase the barrel into the house. Sarah closed the back door of the house. Suddenly a little boy appeared before him.

hhuuuhhhhhh Nafas Laras ngosan

"Why are you here? Mother and father have been waiting for mbak from earlier, " Said Nurul surprised Laras.

Laras did not answer Nurul's question. He simply put on a smile and took Nurul's hand to the living room.

Laras and his grandfather walked towards us. We also allowed Laras to sit down and give him drinking water. The story begins from the beginning.

FLASHBACKS

Ting ting ting ting ting ting ting,,,

The bell rang when she came home from school. I put my writing equipment in my bag. The class leader leads the prayer together. Finished praying we shook hands with Bu wati one by one. Kids leave class to go home.

I was waiting for my sister in front of the class when my father asked my sister to go home with my father just picked up a bicycle. However, my sister always did not want to. He said he wanted to go home with me. exclaimed take an angkot.yeah already want how again. Father and Mother also somewhat agree with Nurul's decision.

Nurul would rather wait for me in front of the class than go home with you. My sister came home at 10pm and I was coming home at 10:30. Sometimes I feel sorry to see my sister waiting that long . What would he say if he had asked for it like that yes we can not refuse it.

"Let's go home. mbak has finished his studies," Invite me to Nurul who was sitting in the park in front of my class. He just stood up to me and smiled at me.

Nurul looks very cheerful as always. Surprisingly, he was holding a red ice 3 plastic wrap. Not usually Nurul drink Ice strawberry variant. I don't really like those that smell like strawberries. I tried asking her. But I like him already.

On the way home I reminded that drinking too much ice is not good for health. But Nurul did not speak to me.

When I talked to my sister, the person who looked at me looked at me with a strange look.

we were both facing off on the roadside. Strange today, none of the angkot passed. Though usually if the time is for the child to go home from the angkot school is lined up waiting for us.

After a while we waited for Angkot to arrive. This car is a little different than usual. Maybe this Angkot is already consumed by age. The color is rusty.

At first I hesitated to climb this angkot. However, seeing other children begin to enter the angkot. I don't think much longer. Especially before I went up, Nurul was already in first.

When riding the angkot, seeing the faces of other passengers feels strange. Their eyes are empty. Seeing Nurul's unashamed behavior asking for a drink to other passengers made me uncomfortable.

the other passengers just kept quiet and offered their drinks without speaking a single word. I put my hand together an apology sign for the passengers.

No response at all. They stared blankly ahead. Our house is near. I asked to get off at the front fork. But the driver just nodded.

after we both went down. At first glance I saw the faces of all the passengers smiling eeriely. I shudder in horror at the sight.

I asked Nurul to talk. But Nurul did not answer all my words.

the Nurul gelagat changed a little. The wet back part of my body I was holding. It was wet because sweat turned out to be blood. The blood that a little long becomes a lot to tear the clothes on his body.

slowly Nurul changed into a scary kuntilanak. This is not my sister.

FLASHBACK OFF

Not spared also I told kuntilanak who just disturbed me. Enthusiastically they heard my story.

"Revelation and ahmad are in the backyard of the mas "Fretting mom after hearing my unfinished story.

Mom and Dad ran to the back of the house. I did not see Mas ahmad and mas revelation. But why did Mom and Dad run backwards?

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