Jailangkung Party

Punishment and Threats and Catastrophe #1

“Should I not go to school?” thought Merri. It's the same

never touch fresh bread that has been smeared with margarine.

“Not leaving yet, Nak?” ask Kusuma who looks like he just woke up. He immediately brewed black coffee and then sat down to join his son at the dinner table.

Merri lansung standing up. “I leave first.” Merri. He was still angry with Kusuma about yesterday. Instead of having to go home and meet her mother every day, Merri prefers to go to school. At least within

one day there were eight hours he did not meet his mother. If necessary he will slow down by going to the mall or public library.

“This extra allowance.” Kusuma gave me some money. The number is quite large.

Merri looked up at the table. He shuddered, it seemed like his mother understood what he was thinking right now.

“Use to shop for school needs, or eat good food out there.” Added Kusuma. “Merri, I love you so much.” Kusuma.

Not with a sincere speech Kusuma. Merri increasingly feels goiter. He did not want to hear those words from a cold-blooded killer like his mother.

“Someday you will understand my son.” Kusuma.

Merri didn't care, nor would he ever want to understand things that didn't make sense. “One thing I cannot accept in this world is my own birth.” Said Merri who completely left the dining table.

“Hmm..!” Kusuma could only take a deep breath. “If he knew his mother's greatest happiness.” thought Kusuma. Then he stared at the plate containing fresh bread on the table. Kusuma grabbed the plate.

Srr...

The plate switches itself. He walked away from Kusuma, as if someone was pulling him.

“Don't bother me, or are you wiped out?” threaten Kusuma's.

PletAkc...

The chair that Merri was sitting on fell off. The black figure ran away quickly. She was terrified to hear Kusuma's threat.  Moreover, Kusuma's eyes still continue to follow him until he disappeared through the walls of the dining room that is quite spacious.

Merri came back in. He saw his mother's expression that looked scary. Kusuma released his inner energy and then smiled at Merri.

“There are left, son?” ask Kusuma.

Merri looked down, in her mind, she did not want to talk to her mother, but she could not. “Can, can I drive out the woman who keeps waiting for me in front of the house?” merri. He was still angry with his mother, but he could not get far from this woman.

Kusuma immediately got up and met the woman Merri meant. They traced a large house, to the front yard of the house is no less spacious, but the plants there are not so managed. In front of the fence

the iron in the white paint, Kusuma saw the woman in question. He's waiting for Merri from yesterday.

“She's just looking for attention because you can see her.” Kusuma.

“Dangerous ga?” ask Merri.

“You tried to prove it?” ask Kusuma.

“I don't want to deal with satan.”

“Dia jin. He just resembles a dead man.” Kusuma.

“just the same, I don't like him.”

“Supposed she doesn't interfere, unless someone invites her to play.”

“Means mother?”

“Spirit summoning game, as the girl did before she was unconscious.”

“Means mother?”

“You want inter-school mom?” tawar Kusuma's.

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Merri nodded. He's still upset with his mother. But his magical business has no power, other than to ask his mother for help. But hearing a little explanation is certainly the best solution than to keep quiet and

behave indifferently. He was sitting next to his mother driving a blue sedan. On the way to school, Merri keeps hearing her mother tell her stories.

“Before getting sick, the girl you cried was playing Jailangkung. He opened the portal gate but did not manage to close it back. I don't know what kind of creature he called. I don't know either,

kiddo. After that incident He was suddenly unconscious because he could not follow the request of the creature he had summoned. It could be that the game ended with a dangerous request, like his soul.” Kusuma.

It could be said that Merri could not understand and digest her mother's intentions. In the eyes of her friends, the schoolgirl named Micah was well known, and it was impossible for her to play such a thing.

“The game was not only terrorizing him, but also the people around his house, as happened a week ago, one of their helpers was possessed. I also heard that the mother of the girl was too

he has a mental disorder, because he is also disturbed. Randy said his wife often saw his daughter walking across their house at midnight.” Kusuma.

“Mikha main jailangkung?” Merri was astonished.

“Yes, I'm sure because of the game.” Agguk Kusuma, “In her room last time, mom saw a run that had been tied with a strand of long hair.”

“Who knows when he plays it his hair is still long.” Kusuma.

“But I told mom, if I saw her. His soul was forcibly pulled by his body and eaten by monstrous creatures. I think he is the end result of a deal that mom made with her dad.”

“Mom never played with human life. Mother only asked for a male buffalo's blood and some of his organs were kept for Jin who was waiting at his restaurant. The creature was nowhere but sitting at the resto

hers. You mother suggested not eat at the restaurant. Ordinary humans may not have any effect, but you will definitely vomit and have diarrhea. Because we are different.”

“Because we can see it, mom.” Merri looked towards the car window. He saw a meatball vendor. It still looks crowded in the morning. What attracted Merri was not the buyers, but an ****tailed monkey peed on the meatball sauce that was being heated on the stove.

Kusuma looked towards Merri. Then refocus driving. “You already trust mom?”

Merri. He thought for a moment. There was nothing she could trust except her mother. For that Merri nodded.

“Thanks yes, Merri!” smile Kusuma. A maternal smile that he only displayed in front of his son.

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Arinda looked at the class conditions. He was shocked to see all the tables and benches stacked behind the classroom.

“Who is this?” thought Arinda.

Still in an upset state, Arinda had to exert energy to take the benches back to where they were. This morning he was still alone, coming early in the day made him work a little hard.

One table he had stacked, and was in its original place. Then he tried to find his bench, the bench he had been wearing since he first sat in this class. He swore he would not replace her with one

others.

“Damn it, who is this less working person?” as Arinda again.

Finally he found his stool. There is written his name with a tip x or a type of correction pen that is more fluid.

“Finally!” But Arinda was confused, why is the stool on the top pile?

Without thinking about the length again, it should be able to restore the bench in its original place. Whose business does it, can business later. Arinda climbed the bench that was located below in order to take

hers. Unfortunately, his height is not enough to reach him. This time he tried to tip, pounding all his weight with his thumb. Hopefully the ballerina course she took as a child can help her.

But without Arinda noticing, an evil being wants something else. He wants to see a wretched human boy. The pale thin-fingered hands and black nails grabbed the stool that Arinda was on. He immediately pulled the bench so that made Arinda lose balance.

“Gyaaa!!” Arinda immediately held herself with the benches above. “Jesus!!!” Arinda manages to maintain balance.

“Almost just!”

Arinda looked down. He saw Marri holding his stool. Merri's face looked worried.

“Merri, you've come?” ask Arinda.

“Ya!” merri nods.

“Yang rockingin my bench it lo?” asked Arinda, she herself also hesitated to accuse Merri of being a prank as Tito or Karin used to do.

Merri. “I just came!” said Merri.“But why is our class like this?” tanya Merri looked around.

“That's it, I'm just as surprised. Fitting comes all the benches have been stacked like this.” explained Arinda.

“Morning Karin, sorry I'm a little late *** hunted before....!!!” exclaim Fitri who immediately held back

his mouth, “Arinda and others, have come...?? he he he..!!”

“Let me ask first what I have passed.” Arinda said the arrival of Fitri who tumben came in the morning.

“He he he I guess Karin.. hehe Karin where ya?” tanya Fitri clumsy.

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