
It is bias at night before the fog always appears creeping between the buildings of the houses of the residents.
It is too common now when the night is getting to midnight the sound of someone crying or asking for help sounds like a terrible incision.
Now it is increasingly difficult to distinguish between crying screams that are truly human or creature-made.
Meanwhile every night in every village there is always one event that is difficult to reason with humans.
In a densely populated residential area in a beautiful village called Mbongso village located five kilometers from the village of Cukir where the tombs of the predecessors of Jombang city lay quietly there.
“Pak Tono How is tonight is there still a strange incident?,” said Aris one of the village youth who served as a cadet coral today he was in the patrol with Pak Tono and Pak Liwon hansip Mbongso village.
“No Mas Aris, exactly not yet. Like last night it was the same as tonight. Quiet adem-ayem, but suddenly from the house of Bu Ijah there was a scream at 12 pm,” said Mr. Liwon said while sipping coffee he brought from the house he put on a container bottle of used mineral water.
“Yesterday's chronology how Mr Liwon kok until it happened like that to Bu Ijah?,” said Aris curious.
“Yesternight Mas pass at 12pm. From Bu Ijah's house came the sound of screaming like people in pain. When me and Mr. Tono approached there I saw the figure of Bu Ijah scratching his neck either like itching or pain but that was clear that night Bu Ijah removed his own head,” said Mr. Liwon while shuddering in horror to tell what happened to Bu Ijah.
“Kok can ya Mas people scratch his neck until his head is broken?,” said Mr Tono.
“I also don't know Mr. Tono. What is clear in our village is that something is wrong seems to be worshiping or doing black magic. You are not the first time this kind of incident happened,” said Aris.
“Mas Aris mbok yes ask who is the name of Mas Aris's younger nephew who became Ustad in Mojowarno,” said Mr. Liwon.
“Si Jaka, the son of Paklik Haji Wachid,” replied Aris explaining the name of his nephew's sister.
“Well Yes Mas Jaka, please Mas Aris ask Mas Jaka what is really wrong with our village?,” said Mr Liwon.
“Ia, yes, long time too I did not meet Jaka my nephew that one. Heard his wife was pregnant and soon he became a father,” said Aris.
“Lah fitting that Mas later Mas Aris will have a reason to see his wife also bring Mbak Eni wife Mas. Keep asking Mas Jaka what is really in this village?, Why are there so many strange events?,”, said Mr. Liwon.
“There is one more Mas about the nephew of that one, he said he was also one of the members of the T O H organization who was being talked about lately,” said Mr. Tono.
“What is T O H Pak Tono kok I just heard?,” said Aris looked confused and curious.
“Begini Mas Aris said in our beloved city this Jombang faith city aka clean beautiful and safe. In fact, unlike the motto in the catchphrase, in our city on the side of the ghoib there is a great war between good and evil. Well from the good side came a youth organization called T O H. There consists of young people who are very powerful choice to face the evil of black shamans. Mas Jaka is reportedly one of them,”, said Pak Tono explained to Aris who was just a sign of understanding.
“Oh like that there is-there is not yet after a strange pandemic hit the city. Then the strange events that befall our village now the discourse of war Ghoib what the world already wants to do?,” said Aris now appears to be shaking his head.
“I'm curiala like this Mas Aris. All these events are interrelated because the events appear in sequence Loh Mas,” said Mr. Liwon thought.
“Maybe sir, we as laymen can only pray that we all be safe and that good prevail in the war of the Ghoib if there is indeed a war, then there is a war,” said Aris this time saw Mr. Tono and Mr. Liwon who muttered signs agree.
On the other hand, Mbongso village is precisely at the very corner just below the coconut grove owned by Mr. Lurah.
Joni is seen standing with both palms inserted into the pockets next to the jeans he wears. Joni is the son of Pak Lurah who is obsessed with controlling the entire city to become his pet doll.
As a descendant of the famous shamans of ancient times he inherited some very powerful black magic including hypnosis making people obey what he said just by moving the person through his mind.
Bu Ijah whose head was broken off by himself was also the result of Joni's engineering. Trying new things he said deepened his knowledge so that he had to sacrifice society for the achievement of his goals.
“Joni war this time you take part to overcome some members of T O H supervise this village. Kill them don't forgive me for using your skills. If you succeed, I will give you the knowledge to rule the entire city of Jombang,” said a large ghoib figure similar to the commander of iprit but in red with two pointed horns in front of him was the commander of the supreme ghoib figure like a demon coming up to Joni appeared behind him.
“Good commander, let me lure the T O H who hide among the citizens by making a stir causing strange events that kill one by one villagers to get them out,” replied Joni by staying focused looking forward without looking back where the commander of the figure of the ghoib was standing tall behind him.
“This village I leave you, I will equip you with a hundred gendereduwo troops to help you,” said Commander Sosok ghoib immediately a hundred genderuwo figures appeared behind Joni along with the loss of Commander Ghoib figure from the black side.
But his voice still echoed in Joni's brain giving his last message, “Joni this time I raised as the commander of a hundred genderuwo. When you kill citizens as a trial victim you are obliged to give the citizens you kill to the gendereduwo-genderuwo to be their snack,” said Commander Sosok ghoib with a voice echoing in Joni's brain.
“Good tonight I will kill a hundred citizens as my hundred gendered food. Let's move the hundred genderuwo soldiers we eat these villagers to spread terror so that the members of T O H appear,” said Joni while jumping from the top of the second floor of her house followed by a hundred black shadows from the figure of genderuwo.