T O H's

Murka

“Sttz, silence first Sir,” said Dava while hinting index finger taped lip sign do not sound first.

Instantly without command the citizens simultaneously silent while continuing to monitor the situation in front of Mr. Lurah's house.

“This commander my son's body that I promised to king Adi Yaksa,” said Lurah Dongkol handed over the corpse of the headless Goddess to the commander of the half-human but bull-headed demon.

With the hunting breath and so the smell of blood rancid, because too much flesh eating the human head of the bull-headed demon commander received the corpse of the Goddess.

Then walk slowly towards the coffin that was borne by the four demon figures was also without a head. With blood spilling everywhere on every skin of his neck. Perhaps they were the victims of the sacrifices offered by worshippers such as Lurah Dongkol.

“Innalilahi wainnaillaihi raziun, Goddess of your plight my best friend. If Sari knew for sure she was so shocked and sad,” grumbled Dava was still in a squatting position with the residents.

At first glance dozens of demons in the courtyard of Lurah Dongkol house as if swallowed by the earth slowly they sank into the ground with the body of the Goddess placed in the coffin.

“Hahaha, with this I will get richer just look at the citizens after my own son who I made the demon fall of the valley of hell. One-by-one of you the next citizens I will hand over as my pesugihan tumbal. I am rich, I am a conglomerate,” shouted Mr. Lurah Dongkol with breastplate under the porch of his house.

“Astagfirullah, this is a very rude person. Lurah we are no longer human Mr. Haji,” said one of the residents behind Pak Haji Kardi who joined squatting.

“I ask for men only please follow my instructions yes in a matter of three we broke this fence and we entered by force and together,” pinta Haji Kardi on citizens.

With the finger code Dava pointed up and began to brandish one by one his fingers until the count of three without code and only finger cues.

“Ink, smash!” yelled Dava ran to break down the front fence of Mr. Lurah Dongkol's house followed by several residents from behind him.

Brakes,

Gebra,

“Hay, Lurah satan worshiper!” shouted residents who were in a hurry and so angry flocked to run towards Pak Lurah Dongkol who was on his waist in front of the terrace.

“Loh, loh, what is this?” Shouted Mr. Lurah Dongkol confused to see the people who continue to arrive as if to judge and skin yes with anger. But residents have been emotional they are carrying a pole from bamboo there are those who carry long wood some are carrying torches and oncors.

“Pak Lurah we already know your strangeness from earlier we hid behind the front fence of your house and we have watched everything that happened. When you subvert your own child's Mother Goddess and make a presumptuous statement that you are about to subvert us your citizens one by one for your sacrifice,” shouted one of the residents.

“The basis of Lurah does not know ourselves who made you Lurah here. You're gonna kill us one by one good thing we found out before we made the crash, you're gonna beat it, burn it?" shouted one of the other residents.

While Mr. Lurah Dongkol just sitting limp do not know what else to do against the citizens who already know what he is doing.

“The fathers are patiently calm, we are the country of law. States that have laws do not vigilante vigilante acts are unlawful acts, law breaking,” said Haji Kardi tried to calm the residents by going forward to face the residents who were sitting on their backs in fear.

“He just burn, burn!" tell the other citizens.

“Quiet Mr-father, wait do not be rash, patient,” said Mr. Haji Kardi but with the state of the citizens who are increasingly khilaf and brutal conditions can not be dammed anymore. Residents continued to move forward towards Pak Lurah Dongkol who was sitting limp.

At once he remembered the words of Mbah Topo who was the gate of the valley of hell, that if he was in danger related to his worship of king Adi Yaksa. Mr. Lurah Dongkol was told to melt the viscous liquid brought by Mbah Topo to escape.

Quickly Mr. Lurah Dongkol grabbed a small bottle that he put in the pocket beside his pants opened it and spilled it all over his body.

“Loh Pak Haji that Pak Lurah went into the ground,” shouted one of the residents.

Dava who saw Pak Lurah's body sink into the ground rushed to reach him. But Mr. Lurah's body was swept into the ground so quickly that Dava was a famous sprinter in the organization T O H can not prevent it.

“Ah, shit, brash, he ran away,” snapped Dava disappointed because he could not catch the body of Mr. Lurah who entered the ground.

“Sabar, patient Dava do not also you get carried away with emotions, istigfar le, tole,” said Haji Kardi patted Dava's shoulder.

“Astagfirullah,” Dava said as he swept his right palm all over his face.

“Then we have to how did Mr Haji?" sahut one of the citizens.

“Kok can be lost huh?” grumbled the other citizens.

“Begini Dava report this to the other T O H members go to the Rejosari dam to where your teacher Haji Kasturi said everything that happened here,” Haji Kardi orders Dava.

“Well Abah do it,” Dava replied quickly running away like the wind through the crowd.

“Loh-loh, Mas Dava can be so fast at once,” chirps some residents who saw Dava running fast.

“Already the Fathers starting tonight we hold a night patrol. We give two parts of the patrol here and around Mr. Lurah's house. There are fear of thieves who try to take advantage of the situation so as to steal things in Mr. Lurah's house or otherwise we keep watch for goods when Mr. Lurah comes and appears again around here. Some of us patrol around the village fearing the demons roam around our village,” explained Mr. Haji Kardi.

“Good Mr. Haji, it's better,” said Mr. RT.

“Pak RT I beg you tomorrow morning please collect the residents in our village hall rebukan will this we musyawarkan until we get a good meeting point how,” pinta Haji Kardi on Pak RT.

“Good Mr. Haji, for the residents some return to the village yes patrol there anticipating things that are not desired, some of the same I wait here. Ronda is sustainable yes Mr-father until the condition is conducive back,” said Mr. RT.

“Siap Pak RT,” said the citizens began to divide the two camps. One camp went to the village and one camp remained in the courtyard of Pak Lurah's house.