The Clairvoyance Wirasti

At the end of Rembang Petang

Drama love triangle or love not until it ends tragically, nyai go his heart hurt while his cousin brought away his despair. He did a roundabout stunt, committed suicide for the sake of disbelief and ran away from the responsibility of having lost his own cousin's life?

Wirasti carried away feelings, also washed away sad. Never imagined, though, the historical village house holds a variety of stories due to the residues left behind and Wirasti knows in part because of the past energy of pieces or puzzle history of someone who once existed in the wilderness of life in this nature.

"Dutch master, nyai, nyai's cousin? it's in one sad story. They're in the ring of a love story, anyone hurt? something slammed?"

"Love must not corner, love must not seize, nor must it harm others ... "

"That's the ideal?"

"the facts?"

"Reverse 180° and not all love ends happy!"

"Not absolutely so, anyway!"

"Everyone has a point of view in understanding love, can the mainstream can also be anti-mainstream. It's all natural, human!"

"Relative, hem?"

Wirasti also felt himself long thinking about such a story? do not think of a fact despite the events decades ago. "It feels hard to believe" said Wirasti, rejecting the story that had sacrificed a figure as good as nyai.

Indeed, sometimes it is also hard to believe that he is so easy to deal with something beyond reason. Something abstruse, in contact with other dimensions and the creature flares up and interacts intensely.

The area where Wirasti lived became one medium, residues left there indirectly as one wingit area or armature storing active energies, "I think it's like a molotov cocktail, uh a time bomb!" point Wirasti, tingled said silly!

"Hardened the state of my residence almost all areas in the plots or back row are all ex-grave land!"

"Sadly again, left alone and then directly used or used, yes for gardens yes for some places to live ... "

"One of them immediately built a house like my old house!"

"How haunted are you?"

"That's a hell of a bitch, isn't it?"

"The need for land around there, like no udel!"

"At least, every inch if true ex-grave. Disassembled the cake first, then transferred to another place if there is still an heir. Not just use and play around badly, especially the owner of the villa house is great also have the guts if you already know the area there is ex-grave!"

H eh? what consequences too? not wrong people believe myth, mystical, superstitious? if the reality has something to arise, a disturbance for example. "Who's wrong, hayo?"

"The numerals are disturbed yes they are with extra potential, so that he may be detected by their radar used as mediumization!"

Hey, but not mediumization in the lexical sense. Just borrow the term as a stepping stone?"

"Yep, it looks like it!"

"Different means by the term mediumization in the true sense,"

"Well, mediumization actually has a meaning, someone is used as an intermediary object for certain interests as a means of interaction with other dimensional beings, usually anyway!"

"Ah, bye-bye!" wirasti said, wanting to ignore something that started swirling in his head.

However, it is impossible for him to quickly ignore what is laden with filling his head cavity, "Uughh .. " complained Wirasti, there is no denying his head is getting dizzy!

"Emmphh, risk?" he murmured, his extra ability was indeed not without risk. From childhood when he realized there was something strange coming, and it became a part of himself. From there actually Wirasti began to experience something that rapidly did not apply to everyone.

Wirasti did grow into a strong person!

"Hold a rebuttal?"

Wirasti smiled wryly as he said, "It's not hard to resist that name, but it's often slammed!" while tracing his memory back? how often he faces problems beyond reason is actually not to be consumed by him.

"Well, how else?"

"It is we who are called!"

"You don't want to, hm volunteering that's how it is!"

"Like the example of the master, know that he has been nongol uninvited into people's houses!"

"I can't resist myself!"

What did he meet related to the sad story of a nyai, the Dutch master and his cousin like that had been distributing him. In fact, the next time it spread to another story vibesnya still the same love triangle ends disaster.

I don't know? which portal is open, but Wirasti's feeling is not far from the residue or energy surrounding the area where he lives, but strangely has a similarly dramatic love story.

It was not difficult for Wirasti when he had suddenly experienced and entered the situation with access, flip!

One other sight was scattered and experienced by Wirasti, "This, the past era?" guess what, it won't be wrong.

Somebody? "Young woman, seems to have been out of travel .. "review Wirasti, while continuing to watch her movements.

In that room? "He's alone" Wirasti continued to scan the surroundings, which seemed empty!

When the woman stepped into the middle room until stuck towards the back, it seemed to be being followed by someone. Apparently the two know each other, even a short conversation and only briefly.

Not really beyond expectations? if then what happens is something that?

Shitt's!

What the hell's going on? of course very astonishing at once creepy!

The woman who was stalking the first woman did the most ridiculous thing! without ba bi bu, it has attacked with multiple kitchen knife stabs!

Wirasti shakes alone while some are, some are afraid. "What's the problem, why the vigilante? if there's a misunderstanding or?" exclaim Wirasti restrained.

A truly heartbreaking sight, there is an element of sadism. The woman who was stalking earlier with a flat and very cold expression, once her victim fell down and dragged her somewhere!

What can Wirasti do? he was only able to shout hysterically while occasionally running to head off against the crazy woman!

"Heh, psychopath!"

"You've been a criminal!"

"Kaa ..your kaa! worthy prison! you murderer! a cold-blooded killer! you're crazy!"

The woman's grim face seemed to not care, both the cry of Wirasti that was almost hoarse and the way Wirasti blocked with difficulty as if not digubris at all.

In fact, on another occasion Wirasti was even more unnerved! without being able to do anything, because he finally realized. Only brought just like a visit to a place or event where he was not involved at all in the period of that era!

Next what happened?

Who would have thought, the kitchen knife that was still covered in blood was carried towards the front room. "That, looks like the master bedroom!" batin Wirasti, still continue to want to follow at a distance with the woman!

The door of the room was opened, inside? Someone in a sleeping position turned his back on the door!

Shitt, the woman immediately approached and the same thing repeated!

Wirasti suddenly could only gape, the brutal action was again seen by Wirasti. Haven't had a chance to scream to prevent, "Heh, stop! stopit! stopit! stopit!"

But the woman ferociously and in a fit of fury vented her psychopathic act, who was in the sleeping position earlier was a man?

"You're a murderer!"

"You psychopath!"

"You're against the law!"

Without having time to fight men with non-local postures, the men in Wirasti's vision more like non-natives. At first glance not much different from, the Dutch master. For a moment? because of the stabs many times without having time to fight, it looks drooping with blood!

The bright-colored bedsheet of broken white had instantly changed color, as red as blood!

Seepage and splashes of blood filled all the surfaces of his sheets and pillowcases, the poor man had died.

Instantly that perched on Wirasti's head directly, a shout? "Medical! medic!" who knows if this man could still be saved?

"Call for an ambulance," he thought again, as if losing consciousness from being carried away in panic!

Wirasti seemed to forget that he was in a situation of teleportation, as if all the events were real!

The panic seemed to hit him, how out of sync between what was in his head with the panic he was doing.

Wirasti even ran to the bathroom, with a bucket of water and then ran to the room as the location of the CTF.

He thought of only one, reducing the smell of fresh blood rancid out and eliminating the sight of very sliced splashes and seepage of fresh blood on the bed sheet.

"I can't think of anything else" I'm Wirasti, stricken with panic!

It felt like immediately flush with a bucket of water, because from the beginning he saw with his own head since the brutal action of the psychopathic woman blindly had obliterated two lives at once. In the house there has been a terrible massacre, the smell of fresh blood that makes him nauseous and want to vomit!

Wirasti did not understand why he was treated to such a heartbreaking, sadistic and inhuman scenery. It's clear that damned woman as the main culprit, on another occasion?

Wirasti breath, ngap! because of the different scenes. The crazy woman has been summarized, unfortunately then declared psychically disturbed. That means that all the demands on him do not apply at all, even though two lives have been lost in an almost equal tempo in the afternoon chat!

"His way he's just considered depressed, just a mental disorder?" wirasti, very disappointed. It should be that psychopathic human like that woman let it rot in jail!

Wirasti does not respect at all, will not arise the slightest empathy it feels very a priori. One thing that he did not understand, why is there such a love triangle story as deliberately thrust on him 'the comparative study boy? should it attract his attention? because Wirasti felt he had been pestered something that forced him to focus on looking at story after story?

As he remembered it all started from the emergence of the male chant, the master and nyai. Since then everything is in a row and the story flows asking him to continue to follow it, as if the story without pause? behind the sad and very sad story, even some scenes trigger his emotional. What is the meaning behind all this? why, why should I experience it? wirasti's heart and mind were full of questions.