The Red-robed Woman's Revenge

Umar fuck!!!

After gaining full consciousness, Larasati frowned, she was thinking about what steps she should take, again she closed her eyes, recalling the various events she had just seen.

"No, I must not be weak, they are all wicked, I cannot forgive them, and you Umar, your eyes see all the depraved things, but you have done absolutely nothing, honor and my father is gone, why would I forgive people like you." I screamed Larasati by rounding her eyes.

The killing aura was very pronounced, as Larasati said she was ready to begin her revenge. Kanjeng Ratu Ageng Sedo gave his magical powers to his followers, some of the soul of Kanjeng Ratu already residing in the body of Larasati.

Aarrggh...

Larasati screamed loudly as the magical energy fused with her, as the look in her eyes turned pitch-black, with a slanted smile, the girl darted as fast as lightning. Larasati flew through the lush forest of haunted, in his memory clearly visible face of Umar, who had helped his stepfather in committing his crimes.

Before I eliminate the depraved man, I will torture the Driver first, because death for Suripto will not be easy for me, he will feel a thousand times death comes to pick him up, but he will not be able to die so easily, I will make him beg for his death, the inner Larasati who is floating in the dark of night.

Panicking Umar driving his car, he looked in all directions, anxious if Larasati came to kill him. As Umar was busy with his wheel, he faintly heard the echoes of laughing voices.

Chiat...

Umar stepped on the car brake suddenly, he looked his head out of the car window, about to find the owner of the laughter.

"Who are you, why are you bothering me." Umar cried out loudly.

Suddenly Umar felt a craving pain in his hair, then his body was pulled out of his car, his head looked up but there was no one there, his body was floating slammed into the highway, he said, umar looked breathless with a frightened face.

"Whoever you are, please don't hurt me, I've never had any problems with you." Umar panicked.

The sound of laughter was again heard by him, not long after, the thunderous sound of thunder shook his head, making him shiver in fear. Umar glanced to the right and left watching around with great hesitation.

A moment later Umar saw the light of a light beam, which was highlighting a person in red robes, he was walking towards him slowly. His entire head and face were covered in the robe, making Umar narrow his eyes trying to recognize the person.

The red-robed man stopped a few steps away from where Umar was cowering in fear. Umar glared at the long hair dangling down the ground. The body of the man floated not touching the asphalt of the road, Umar frowned trying to recognize the person behind the cloak.

"Who are you, why are you bothering me." Umar exclaimed with a rough gulp.

It seemed that the person behind the red cloak was smiling cynically. Slowly he opened the hood of his robe, gave a glistening haircut, then he looked up at his face, staring intently at Umar whose whole body was trembling. Looking at the pitch-black eyes, which suddenly turned red as blood, he was staring at Umar who was wide in shock.

"Bak Larasati?!" ''Umar cried with a trembling voice.

Umar shook his head strongly. "No, she's definitely not Larasati, that girl can't hurt me." He murmured with a sweat that soaked his entire body.

Seeing Umar close his eyes tightly, made Larasati snort cynically. "You're afraid of me, Mr. Umar?." Ejek Larasati with a slanted smile.

Larasati's right hand moved to grip Umar's neck, pressing, to make the man rebel by hitting the hand that gripped his neck. Umar was astonished how a woman like Larasati, possessed such immense power, to render her helpless.

Larasati's smile widened, without warning he pulled the man up, then dropped Umar hard.

Brugh's...

The sound of Umar whimpering in pain with a cough, he begged for mercy on Larasati who was standing floating in front of him.

Larasati looked at the man arrogantly, she asked Umar, what his last request was, before he finished him off.

"Even if you're Laras, don't kill me, pity my wife and children, they won't be able to survive without me." Umar knelt down, holding his hands together.

"Pity?! did you feel sorry for me and my father at that time? you conspired with that bastard, even you remain silent until now, if I don't eliminate you, it would be an insult to my oath." Sahut Larasati with a cynical smile.

"I I have to shut up mbak, if I say anything to anyone, Juragan Suripto will harm me and my family, believe me mbak, I do not conspire with him, even though I work under his orders, I've never harassed you, I didn't even interfere in Juragan Darman's murder." Umar with a frightened face.

"Shut up forever in hell." Pekik Larasati while gouging one part of Umar's eye.

A ball of eyes rolled down the road, Umar groaned in pain by holding one of his eyes that had been dislodged from its place, his entire face wet with blood pouring profusely from his hollow eye sockets.

Larasati smiled with satisfaction at Umar's suffering, writhing in the streets like a hot worm.

"With your eyes you see all the evil that has befallen me and my father, thank God that I have one eye for you, and with that ear of yours, you have heard the cry of my suffering, when my body is touched by all the depraved men, I will also pull your ear until it breaks, I will tear your mouth which remains silent after knowing all the deeds of the Suripto Scribe, but you didn't expose the crime, and chose to cover everything." Pekik Larasati while plucking the earlobe of Umar, until torn.

Larasati waving Umar's left ear still dripping fresh blood, saw Umar rolling around screaming in pain, fresh blood covering most of his face, seen Larasati throwing Umar's earlobes to the middle of the road, screams of pain and words of forgiveness did not change the expression of anger on her beautiful face.

Umar tearfully felt an immeasurable pain, regret enveloped him, even so Umar did not want to die just like that, he was not willing to abandon his son and wife in such a way, he said, even though he had to die, Umar wanted a natural death.

"Thou shalt I be Larasati, I beg you." Umar groaned with a raucous voice.

With one eye, Umar saw her wrist being stepped on by Larasati, the woman set her foot so firmly that Umar could not feel her hand that it had crumbled.

...Seriate....