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Sarikem The Genderuwo

“Hai Sarikem, you are the leader of one hundred of your people, the gendereduwo. Order the strongest gendarmes to kill the coral leader of the beloved village mbongso cadets. He can hinder my plan to present lejat dishes to you tonight, go.!!,” said Joni commanding Sarikem genderuwo terrorized among a hundred gendereduwo troops yes.

While Joni set a strategy to feed the gendered human flesh at the house of Aris the cadet coral leader.

It seems Eni wife of Aris is preparing a warm coffee stock that he poured into a bottle of used mineral water to provide overnight patrols so as not to get sleepy.

“Mas Aris feeling Adik kok bad yes, why is it like something bad happened mas?,” said Eni held out a mineral bottle filled with hot black coffee on Aris.

“By what the heck Dikamali do not like to talk like that later so prayer even so reality is not good. Leave everything to God, for life and death belong to God alone,” said Aris while wrapping a used bottle of mineral water that has been fully filled with steeping black coffee with a black swish pouch for easy carrying.

“Nak Aris so today patrol again?, then I accompany ya,” said Pak Paimen in-law Aris the father of Eni.

Coincidentally after divorce from Yu Sri the wife of Pak Paimen, the female in-law of Aris. Mr. Paimen stayed at Aris' house he said let anyone look after Eni if Aris worked out of town for weeks not coming home, because of the demands of his job as a contractor for building projects.

“Oh yes said you want to visit Jaka when is Nak Aris?,” asked Pak Paimen.

“Not knowing the plan tomorrow, all of you want me to take care of it in Mojowarno,” replied Aris.

“If tomorrow so to the house Paklikmu Wachid send greetings to my sister one,” said Mr. Paimen long ago he had not met his sister Haji Wachid.

As the oldest brother Pak Paimen always monitor the lives of his sisters sometimes he who took a stop by if by chance passing around the village of his sisters. Although he was the oldest brother he was not ashamed and did not hesitate to visit first just to ask the news.

“Siap Pak Insha Allah later if Aris there certainly Aris convey to Paklik Wachid,” said Aris.

“Aris, woi Aris, so do not patrol,” said Pak Tono and Pak Liwon Hansip Mbongso who invited Aris to join Ronda from outside the house.

“Well those two Hansip we have come, Mas left first yes Dik carefully at home do not forget the door and window lock, Mr. Aris left for patrol first, Assalamualaikum, and,” said Aris as he passed away going out of the house to approach Pak Tono and Pak Liwon.

“Waalaikumsalam,” Pak Paimen and Eni replied in unison.

“Come Pak Tono, Mr. Liwon we walk to the patrol post,” said Aris who just came out of the house.

“Try the youth in this village like Mas Aris all yes definitely safe our village,” said Mr. Tono began walking to the right side of Aris towards the patrol post in the corner of Mbongso village.

“He is right, may Mas Aris family always protected God and healthy always,” said Mr. Liwon who walked to the left of Aris.

“Aamiin,” says all three in unison.

Eni who was increasingly upset and anxious about his bad premonition continued to walk back and forth in the living room, with a wrinkled face and worried that he did not know that Pak Paimen was standing next to him.

“What is it anyway Ndok koyak people are confused so?,” said Mr. Paimen.

“I'm worried that Mr. Mas Aris is afraid of why, last night there was Ijah's mother who was possessed and then cut off her own head. His death again there was a Danu sir who was possessed to slam the baby and eat it. Tonight I don't know what else will happen I'm worried about Mas Aris Pak. Kan Bu Ijah and Pak Danu like that because of making fun of Pak Lurah Joni's son. Mas Aris also so even he really hated the same son of Mr. Lurah. Eni is afraid that Mas Aris will have the same fate as Bu Ijah and Pak Danu,” Eni said as she sat on the living room sofa.

“You are En, do not worry if you speak the truth said Masmu Aris leave everything to God. Than you pacing back and forth is not clear already like ironing alone. Take wudu there pray hajat for safety for Mas mu Aris,” said Mr. Paimen while sitting and sipping a cup of coffee on the front desk of the living room sofa.

“He sir, Eni want to pray first as you read Surah Yasin let Eni's heart calm,” said Eni,” while going to the bathroom to take wudu.

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The atmosphere at the village patrol post Mbongso has been crowded by some young villagers who are busy playing husk inside the patrol post, some are just sitting around chatting while coffee and smoking.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Aris who just came with the two hansip Mbongso village.

“Well this Mr. our chairman has come,” said one of the young men who was busy playing chess.

“Already on this coffee, for a little coffee,” said Mr. Tono took a seat while sipping coffee brought by one of the young men.

“This I also made coffee from the house whose glass is empty just pour. Coincidentally my wife made a lot,” said Aris held out a mineral bottle full of coffee steeping.

“Wah Mr. Chairman knows that our coffee is up,” said one of the young men immediately replied to the coffee provided by Aris.

“Hu.., you want it for free,” chirps the other youth.

Auuu...

Au's...

Woof... Woof...

Suddenly the sound of dog howls from a distance but clearly heard in the ears of the patrons who were at the end of the village patrol post as if the howl of the dog was so close to make anyone who listened must be creeped out until the feathers stand.

“Waduh has started this,” shouted one of the youths.

“Ia Mas Aris just like the previous nights seems to howl this dog as a sign of something bad that will happen to our village,” said Mr. Tono.

“Ah Mr. Tono is not to believe the superstition of the idol that his name coincides with God is not good sir is sin,” said Aris asserted.

“Open so Mas Aris the night of the death of Bu Ijah and Mr. Danu will be started with a dog's howl like this then a few minutes later there was a cry for help,” said Mr. Liwon also confirmed.

“Pak Liwon is even adding already the important we just keep watch. Let's see God willing tonight there is nothing. It's been a few minutes. Nothing happened,” said Aris.

“Ia, yes, it is also true said Mas, yes already let the brave youths of two people take turns around checking the situation, yes,” said Mr. Tono told the youths to go around checking the atmosphere of the village maybe there is something suspicious.

But the young men even accused each other and crowded themselves out of fear so that they told each other.

“Had let me accompany the three of me,” said Mr. Liwon so that the young people would be invited to travel around the village.

Finally someone wanted to accompany Mr. Liwon around the village after the young men deliberated with other young men to accompany Mr. Liwon. Mr. Liwon and the two young men went around the village. Meanwhile Aris and Pak Tono and several other young men remained on guard at the patrol post.

The night is getting late the fog gets thicker and the air changes to be very cold. The wind that blows on the branches of trees resembles a hand waving as if adding to the midnight fun.

“Loh Mas Aris what is it in the head of Mas Aris?,” shouted one of the youths who saw a large black hand with long nails widening the grip just above the head of Aris as if gripping.

Hoahar,

Sarikem's figure finally appeared behind Aris in a large height with a wide palm gripping Aris' head.

“Allahuakbar Mas Aris was behind you genderuwo, Oh Allah his teeth, huwa..,” shouted one of the youths made the young men kocir run scared a bit away some who ran home.

“Pak Tono please,” said Aris who had been like vomiting blood, because in addition to his head gripped by his neck was also choked by Sarikem the genderuwo.

“Loh Mas Aris...!!,” shouted a few youths and Mr. Tono who was still at the post location patrol wanted to help but was scared by a large high figure hairy bushy all over the body hit with his fanged mouth and large eyes continued growl.