Male Residents of Tanggamus Forest

Episodes 3. The Blood Promise

Ten o'clock in thirty minutes. The night began to crawl away. The sky is so bright because it is decorated with stars with the moon hanging perfectly round. The wind blows, engrossed in playing on the leaves. His voice was noisy, but beautiful as music.

Neha returned to her room. He brought a glass and a small teapot filled with water. Supplies at night if you feel thirsty. Slowly Neha placed the glass and teapot on the table. Laying his eyes briefly greeted Aabid who was still engrossed with his book.

"Not sleepy, Brother...?" ask Neha.

Aabid, who had been watching Neha since then, immediately responded. The man who owned the oil palm plantation and a number of companies raised his face and smiled. His hands signalled patting the empty side of his bed. This two-week special place belongs to his wife, Neha.

"I'm waiting for you." said Aabid.

Looking at the signal that was like that command, Neha was dead. Neha sat down next to Aabid. Right where Aabid patted the side of his bed. His eyes occasionally stared at Aabid between his steps until he sat perfectly beside Aabid.

SREKKK.....!!

Aabid pulled out a knife. There was a gleam that greeted the eyes as the blade came out of its sheath. Seeing that, Neha was surprised. Neha inched slightly away from Aabid.

"Why did you pull out a knife? What's for?" neha said worriedly.

Aabid looked at the sharp blade. He breathed deeply. I don't know what was going through Aabid's mind at the time. He looked at Neha.

"I want you to stick this knife on me." said Aabid suddenly.

Neha was surprised. What's he supposed to do that for? Isn't Aabid her husband? Why would he do that? Ah, it feels impossible. So thought Neha. Neha's confused. For him, Aabid's words were very strange and absurd.

Aabid breathed. His eyes looked far away. Apparently he was pulling back the events that befell each of his wives.

"Six of my wives died horribly in my lap on the night of our bride. And then you're the one who's still with me for two weeks. But the moon has become full. I'm afraid you'll be the same fate as my other six wives..."

"Six....?" neha.

"Yes. Mom chose a girl for me to marry. I don't know why I should be chosen? Am I not able to choose my own girl? But because of my filial piety, I'm concerned with all of my mother's choices. Moreover, all the girls selected are beautiful, kind, and smart. But all that mother and I chose to marry, only Neha managed to pull my heart"

"Gombali. Then what does that story have to do with the knife...?"

"Ah, yes. If anything happens to me, then don't hesitate to use this knife on me"

"I don't understand what you mean..."

"Neha. There's something strange inside me. Every full moon, I lose consciousness. And once I realized, I would definitely be in a situation that I did not like..."

"Situations that you don't like...? Why?"

"Because someone was killed then. Either the animals either my own wife..."

Deg.

Neha closed her mouth. His eyes were perfectly rounded as it kept his surprise. He did not expect at all if the handsome man who married him could be a murderer.

"Then...why did the death of the six sisters' wives not investigated by the authorities?"

"It has. And I was found not guilty. Because of this." said Aabid while taking off his shirt.

Neha was surprised to see the scar on Aabid's body. Especially the back. Neha's slightly shaking hand formed the scar. Tanya filled Neha's head.

"In every event, then I will get a wound on the back" said Aabid while covering the scar with his shirt.

"Didn't my brother seek help...."

"It has. And I was declared okay"

"Then why worry." Neha said.

"Neha...didn't you feel anything strange while you were with me? Or in this house?"

Deg.

Neha's stunned. Thought glaring. She recalls strange or terrible events since her wedding day. Neha finally nodded her head. Mark agrees with Aabid's statement.

"I don't want anything to happen to you. I love you, Neha. So take this knife. Keep it under your pillow. And another one." said Aabid, putting a knife in Neha's hand.

Aabid took a roll of rope. And put it in Neha's lap.

"For what, brother?" neha said astonished half at the confusion.

"Now tie me up..."

"That's....?! Come on, brother.." said Neha.

He got off his seat. His hand put back the two items that Aabid had just given him on the bed.

"I don't want to do it, brother..."

"Come on, Neha.." persuaded Aabid as he approached Neha who was standing under the dim light of the lamp.

"Should. For our sake. I asked for it because I love you. I don't want anything to happen to you" said Aabid, who immediately grabbed Neha.

Teng.

Teng.

Teng.

Clang of wall clock showing midnight time. Aabid. In a hurry he grabbed the rope and handed it back to Neha.

"Fast Neha, we don't have much time. Hurry....!!" Aabid.

Getting the situation, Neha also finally obeyed the desire that was the order for him. Neha began to bind Aabid. It ranges from feet, body to hands.

"The strong one, Neha. Don't let go." said Neha.

Neha stared intolerably at Aabid. There was even a clear grain that began to pucker up his two eyes.

"Don't stick to it that way. Take the knife...!" Aabid.

Again Neha gasped. She hurriedly took the knife as Aabid wanted her husband. The man who also started stealing his heart.

"Sorry, make you like this, Neha...."

"No...!I'm it's okay. I'm fine." Neha said.

Next to his arm rubbed a clear grain that began to plunge freely. While the other hand held the knife Aabid gave him. Neha's body slowly touched the floor. He stared at Aabid. Occasionally his hand rubbed a clear circle that increasingly freefall.

"Good, Neha. Like those....Don't cry, baby. Be strong. If I have to die at your hands, it's not your fault. And I'm willing. At least I didn't kill my wife." said Aabid with a smile and looked at Neha.

Tics.

Geck.

Tics.

Geck.

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I don't know how long it's going to take. But now Neha was getting tired. He was sleepy in sitting. Aabid himself fell asleep in the strong bond of Neha.

A wolf's long howl sounded so slashing. The sound of the beast of the night stirred up the feathers of scruff and horror. Neha slapped her knee. He woke up for a moment. His heart wry as the howl sounded once more. Neha covered her ears tightly. He did not want to hear the source of his horror.

Instead of being free from the fear of the howling of the wolves, Neha was wry with the black shadow of Aabid's body lying down. The shadow is so big.

"Ehhhmmm.." His wrath made Neha ciut.

Neha became alert. He picked up a knife that was lying nearby. Neha stands. He pointed the knife at the black shadow.

"Neha.." called him in a big voice and echoed filled the room.

"What did you do to me...? I can't get out of this body" said the shadow.

"Who are you?! Why bother my husband?! Why are you in his body" Neha said, insisting on the knife in his hand.

For a moment Neha felt strange. He began to ask why the shadow could not escape Aabid's body. This impossibility became a magical thing with just a rope, the monstrous creature was helpless. Neha's alert. It was possible that this was the creature's trick to let Neha off guard. Not anything can be done to deceive humans.

Neha's memory suddenly strengthened. He remembered what he had done while tying Aabid's body. Amidst his horror and fear, Neha recited one of the verses in the scriptures. Neha read it over and over again until the bond was over.

"Well, now I know your weakness. I'll do it again. Even more than that. Therefore get out of my husband's body...!!"

"I can't...!! If I perish, your husband will perish as I do..."

"Strue....!!" neha.

Neha began to reread the holy verse she had previously read. At once he wanted to prove the truth of his guess. Sure enough, the black shadow began to tremble violently. He asked for forgiveness so that Neha would stop reading. His big body began to faint. And re-entered Aabid's body.

Along with that, Aabid also felt pain. He groans great. Neha's panicking. He stopped his reading.

"I can't go. It's a blood covenant....!!" said Aabid who was then re-possessed by the creature.

"Akh....!" shout Neha.

Neha sat down in a doldrums. Sweat floods the body as a form of relief. The knife he was holding was thrown away. Then Neha's shoulders were shaken. Apparently he was crying.