Misty Soil

Preying

After the death of Tio with a state of hanging himself in addition to the terrible torture, one by one the workers lifted their feet without asking permission from Paijo. Some of them even steal valuables for the cost of returning home. There remained the mbok, he knew all the ins and outs about the secret of the mansion.

Neighborly whispers talking about the home of geger seduction often seen the appearance of delicate creatures around it. Last time a woman came out like crazy from there. Six mothers after shopping stopped observing the mansion. Four very sexy-clothed women came out of the house and got into one of the cars parked in front of the house.

“Look, the house is very dirty. The boarding house plus the sorority house pay. For a long time this village became polluted due to the work of Paijo.”

“Ya, we tell other residents only.”

“Where will we shop?” ask Leni.

“Ke Mall located in the city center only. I can't wait to spend all this money. Ahahah” replied Flowers.

“If my main goal is to shop for jewelry as much as” Keke said while looking at the jewelry catalog.

“Should we not look for the Jesi? He disappeared for weeks. However he is with us to this big house” said Floren.

“I'm even grateful among us reduced one in a rival getting the first position in the house it” muttered Leni.

No one answered Floren's questions, they were just busy with their respective affairs. When driving, his gaze turned to see the crowd of residents staring at Paijo's house. Among the people standing it was a strange figure laughing smirkingly looking at him. Since then Floren's body temperature was hot cold, throughout the journey he always held his dizzy head.

They spent the piles of money that Paijo and other piles stored in the nightstand. Satisfaction between them until one evening Floren who can no longer resist the dizziness mixed with the body shivering cold wedge staggering looking for drugs in the box P3K.

The doctor he called did not come, nor did he find a P3K box. On returning to his room, he heard the sound****** Paijo's voice. He looked for the source of the sound, right on the top floor, a room that no one should touch seemed bright from the bottom of the door.

Floren pressed his ear against the door, and Paijo's voice became clearer. He held onto the door trunk, pushing slowly a peek at anyone who was inside. To his surprise he saw the paijo was having intercourse with the figure of a large snake on it.

“Arrgh! Arah!! Mas Paijo!” the sound of Floren's screams was frightened.

He was pushed inside and locked the door from the outside. Floren is eaten by the figure of Rambe, there is no Paijo in it. The trick in doing Rambe looking for prey because it is very thirsty for human flesh blood.

“O queen of snakes, don't eat me or make me a mash. I've prepared food for you” muttered the mbok.

Every day he was afraid that at any time he would become the next tumbal. Mala mini almost lost her life if not replaced by Floren. Despite having to face death every day, the mbok did not go from the house like other workers. He is of old age and has no relatives or residences.

The sound of a parking car horn in front of the house, Paijo returned from duty outside his city. When he opened the door, the house was quiet and very messy.

“Where did all the workers go?” muttered.

“”Leni! Jesi! Keke! Floren! Flowers!” shouted Paijo calling them.

“Eh mas paijo!” keke.

“Mas anywhere, we miss!” Flowers rubbed his back and chest.

“Sayang” hoarse voice Leni teasing him.

“No know mas.”

Paijo did not realize the two women had died killed by the figure of Rambe. He played with the three women until he fell asleep. He thought after qualifying from the figure of the snake queen then all affairs smoothly without any interference. Not after he rejected the desired impact in the past.

“Paijo! Paijos! Give me a fall from one of the women's” echo sound that is not invisible to her.

Paijo's eyes glared, he walked towards his secret room. He was surprised to see the tiles drenched in blood, the shirt of one of the women was also covered in blood.

“Whose is this?” muttered.

“My queen, what happened to this shirt owner?”

“She has been sassy to enter my room this you must know the consequences! Ahahhh”

The remaining three women in the house, who will be the next victim?

Paijo married the three women, although the marriage was closed he prepared the contents of the furniture very luxurious complete with all their needs. The next morning Keke died right after Paijo came out of his room. The open mouth cavity ejects a small snake.

“I heard the words of one of the residents mention Paijo mas using the seduction of the snake queen” said Bunga.

“If indeed he uses a gift, we live two of which will be the next candidate” said Leni while tapping her chin.

“We must leave this house immediately.”

“Before we have to take all the old man's money.”

His second plan was carried out at night, right after seeing Paijo fall asleep. Leni grabbed the key from behind her pillow the man reflexively grabbed Leni's hand. He slammed his body on the floor, the sound of Leni's cry rang out Flowers. The woman grabbed the backpack containing the pile of money out of the house.

“I'm sorry Leni, if I help you then it's the same I will be killed by mas Paijo” murmured.

“Please!”

Leni's voice was heard loudly until she left the house. Flowers fled in fear looking for a way out of the village. He was just circling around the courtyard of the house. Paijo beat Leni, her face was broken by a broken flower vase.

“You think you can escape me after enjoying all my money?” Paijo.

He thrust Leni into the secret room, Leni's frightened voice seeing a grinning figure stick fangs into her neck and take away her organs. Paijo exits the house chasing after Bunga, he pulls the woman, inserts her into his special room. Two fresh meals in one night for the creatures he adores.

“Receive my offering, my great queen. Ahahah.”

Seeing that in the house there were no more collars to be offered, the mbok provided the poison that he had prepared long ago. In his mind it is better to kill himself to end his curious spirit than to die to be a follower of the devil whose spirit is immortal in heresy. The mbok gulped down the poison, he breathed his last breath, his mouth spit out foam, a pair of eyes opened.