The Rewarded Revenge

Handing Fetus

All residents were stunned to see a very sad corpse in front of the eyes, it looks Ratna his mother Prince Segoro died with a machete that is still stuck in the stomach until penetrated into the back.

While the pregnant woman they knew named Murti died with no less terrible condition, the stomach was slashed so wide that it continued to bleed fresh until a fishy smell suddenly disturbed their sense of smell.

Looks like the land that was brown like the color of the soil is now changed to blood red, all who watched mourn.

"Hiks hyks... Wake up mom." said Prince Segoro sobbing bitterly

Residents can only calm down, do not dare to say sincerely yes le, patient yes le, this is destiny and various other words. Because the citizens are aware, those who are experiencing loss do not need words like that, because everyone knows that iklhas is difficult, patience is also difficult, all is only a matter of time.

"Mother don't stay with me alone ma'am hyks, you've been home a long time. Hayati too, and now it's my turn to go where else if I need the support of the hyks" said Prince Segoro

While the pregnant woman's husband and in-laws experienced the same thing, they all sobbed bitterly. Moreover, in fact, the two couples have been waiting for the baby, almost five years married and only now God entrusts momongan. But now, look what happened.

"Arghhh, you son of a bitch, I will repay the man who did this." shouted Murti's late husband

Instantly, Prince Segoro realized, then he clenched his hands tightly until the knuckles looked white. His palm was bleeding due to being hit by a nail that was pressed firmly, in his mind crossed two people.

'You must get the reply.' The inner Prince Segoro rumbled

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While the two young men who are ambitious to do reckless have run out of the village by settling the precipitate, the road to exit the village is only one, the road to the gate. That's why Yayan and Mamat chose to hide first, and while the residents were busy with the two bodies Yayan and Mamat also walked slowly to settle the sediment to get out of the village.

Hosh hosh hosh

Their breaths gasping for breath as they ran like they were being chased by demons, occasionally they stopped to wipe the sweat away.

"Where are we going iki?" ask Mamat

"Yo immediately the forest of prohibition, so just use the question." said Yayan

They also dismissed the delman horse who seemed to be going home to the village of Sumbul, but when they saw the two young men who seemed exhausted it made the coachman pity and deliver to the village of Ketang.

"You're not a Sumbul yo?" ask the coachman

"I...Iyo pakde." said Yayan stammered

"What is the need for Sumbul village? Come home tonight again." asked the coachman again

"Eeh anu, hmm it was just playing at the house of a brother." said Yayan

The coachman was only oh ria, but his eyes looked suspicious seeing the appearance of the two passengers were chaotic. Their appearance was very chaotic, their faces wet from sweat even though it was in the cold night.

Their clothes looked messy and bloody, but the most numerous was Yayan. Seeming blood continues to drip from behind Yayan's clothes until his clothes are now wet with blood, it turns out Yayan hid the fetus behind his clothes.

"Why are you bleeding blood?" asked the coachman curiously

"Eh.. We caught a boar with our brother, and we were going home to call our parents to enjoy the boar." said Mamat when Yayan just silently thought about the word to be issued

The coachman was just a mangosteen, now along the way there is no more conversation. Only silence, until they reached the gate of Ketang village.

"Satur nuwun njih."

Hiyy

Imagining that Yayan and Mamat shuddered in horror, they quickly sped up a step towards the forbidden forest.

"Seram tenan." said Mamat

"Let's go, but after this we'll get the money." said Yayan

All they think about is money, money, and money. They did not think whether they could still see the sun tomorrow or not, they did not realize that they had aroused the anger of Nyi Danuwati.

"Will the money be nothing yo?" muttered Yayan while imagining a good life

"Wes, you can imagine. Now fast walk, until you don't see this is very horror" said Mamat

Yayan just nodded, they walked back quickly until Mamat patted Yayan's shoulder hard.

"Opo anyway." joked Yayan while looking back

"We do not bring offerings." said Mamat ketus

Yayan immediately seemed to think.

"Wes is not to be brought, it has become an important responsibility we bring the fetus" said Yayan

They continued their journey after a lot of drama, still the same as before. Their journey seemed quick to arrive, there was not the slightest obstacle.

And coincidentally they also arrived at exactly midnight, because they had to go to the next village which was a good distance to take time.

"We're in now?" tanya Mamat shuddered in horror as she looked straight ahead that looked different from all the forests they were walking in

"Well yo iyo, why? Sampeyan scared?" ask Yayan implied will mock

"No." said Mamat curiously

They then walked into the forest of prohibition that looked creepy as if there was no life there, Yayan quickly took out the fetus that was behind his clothes and then he placed it on a large stone that looked clean. Though as they remember, they put offerings and buffalo heads on rocks a few days ago. But now, everything seems clean.

"Who cleans." muttered Mamat who was still heard by Yayan

"No need to think, wong is the name of the goib world." said Yayan while sitting cross-legged followed by Mamat

They then closed their eyes and recited the mantra that Yayan had taught with focus, not long ago a very different wind appeared from usual. As if the wind was the anger of the Queen, some enormous trees as large as towering giants that were expected to be unable to fall were now uprooted as well.

Yayan and Mamat had already caught fire, yet they were still trying to stay focused. Until not long, a dense black smoke appeared in front of it.

Slowly the black smoke formed a silhouette of the body, and before long the figure of a beautiful woman turned her back to them.

"Open your eyes" said Nyi Danuwati

Unlike the previous one, the one who spoke even laughed was still in a soft voice. Now that the voice was no longer there, Nyi Danuwati's tone was as cold as her face. In fact, as cold as the night wind.

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