WHITE DEVIL

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Under the threat of the spearhead, Arif and the others could do nothing. The masked men tied the six with ropes and forced them to walk. It was very rude of them to do it as if Arif and the others were animals.

The six were brought into the forest in limping steps. If it tried to stop for just a second, the spear eyes were instantly thrust into the neck shaft. These people are really serious about their actions.

They communicate with each other in an incomprehensible language.

The people from the rural tribes only wear subordinates in the form of thin cloth and coconut coir as an addition. On their chests are intricate shapes in white, purple, and yellow. Maybe it's a certain symbol of this tribal hinterland.

The wooden mask they were wearing had an unfriendly carved face, an angry expression. Some were equipped with long black feathers and others were painted in black and red. Looking at it is scary.

“You have an idea to get away from here.” Arif whispered to Eloquent and tried not to attract the suspicions of those masked men.

“Now no.” Eloquently replied in a soft tone, still sounding exhausted from his sentence.

“The worst possibility is that we will be immediately beheaded or burned, but there will definitely be a gap there. I'll try to find him. Then together we will pass.” Eloquent Sentences are serious and subtle. Sweat was flowing from his face.

“Can you give me the good news.” Arif whispered again.

Less than a second after Arif finished his sentence, one of the directed spear eyes was Arif and Fluent.

Arif held his breath, watching the super sharp spear. With stoning it must be very easy to skin a cow or buffalo.

Arif gulped, then looked towards the person who brandished the spear eyes. He turned his face to Arif as if he knew what Arif was thinking. Calm, calm, quiet, Arif.

Arif's body was trembling, cold sweat was flowing.

Along the way eloquently trying desperately to find a way out. Life is at stake here. Eloquently growling in annoyance, every idea was wiped out at the tip of the spear of this mysterious tribe

In accordance with the records of Mr. Wira. Dream Forest has tall trees with few leaves. Some trees have no leaves at all. As it entered, the fog began to envelop. The fog continued to grow thicker, until the visibility was not up to one meter.

The combination of the two gives rise to a dense atmosphere of horror. Coupled with the killing aura that emerged from each masked person, the next death would come.

The thick fog disappeared and the group reached an ancient village. Tents of fabric with unique motifs stand. The tents were arranged around a large fire dancing.

Above the trees were houses of wood. Simple houses are cubes with a wooden base that is tied to each other.

A green place. The sound of children playing chases, the sound of dog barking, and the sound of other activities. The old town is very crowded. Women and men wear sand-brown cloth with the same motif. They also wore masks with a feather stuck there.

Residents who were on the move immediately turned towards Arif and the others. They watched while whispering in incomprehensible language. Their attitude was alert even some were arming themselves with blunt objects.

Arif squeezing fingers, “Are we going to die here?” His body trembled looking at those masked people.

“What will you do to Faga and Bara. Release him! Release!” There was a cry from behind.

As expected Arif, Bara and Faga who fainted were separated. They were brought into the largest tent. Nutmeg continued to thrash about their actions, his fear had evaporated.

“Restore! Restore it! Or I'll beat you up! Restore!” The words of Pala are not considered at all. While the Hero and the Eloquent have come to its end. Nutmeg still shouted a fight that made the residents stay away.

No solution, no idea, no way out. “Be quiet Pala, you better save your energy to escape, or we will really lose here.” Fluent in speaking without looking at it one bit. His eyes looked at death.

Pala was suddenly angry with her best friend. “How can that be! We're not gonna die here! You, don't tell me we're gonna end up here or_” The nutmeg sentence is cut off by the spearhead.

The spear's eyes touched the nutmeg's leger stem, making the blood flow little by little. Nutmeg perfect shut up. There is only one small movement left and Pala will not see tomorrow.

The masked man spoke to Pala in a strange language. Maybe warning me to be quiet. The spear's eyes were lowered from the trunk of his neck a moment later. The nutmeg can breathe again.

The four teenagers were then tied to a large log, the bond was strong and painful. They became a spectacle of curious inhabitants.

The four men bearing spears were also there. Facing Arif and the others while brandishing spears. Feels like death lurking every second, the pressure here is very strong. It is so strong that it makes the heart want to jump out of the mouth.

Four men were waiting for something.

After that what will happen? Will they stab us blindly, or will they behead us?

Fluent who used to think two-three steps ahead got the estimate. Every time it occurred to him that his stomach was stirring, he still wanted to vomit. Both are the worst choices. If death awaits, Eloquently choose to die a second way.

“What really no way out.” Arif whispered to Eloquent. His little voice sounded very frightened.

“I didn't find a crack. Maybe this is where our lives will end. So just mentally prepare.” Reply Fluent does not care. He can't be expected anymore.

Arif's eyes stared at the ground below him, his molars clashing against each other. It was getting dark, the cold of the night was coming along with death.

Unexpectedly the faces of the loved ones appeared on Arif's head. Doctor Jago, Melati, Mom, Sister Haz, Grandma, Sheiny, and all. Arif squeezes his fingers stronger. I'm not gonna die!

I'm not giving up!

“There must be, there must be a way, there must be a way.” Arif is overwhelmed with uncontrollable emotions. The desire to stay alive blinds him to reality.

“It can, definitely can. Come-ayo stronger.” Arif struggled to break away from the bond by stretching his arms. Super stupid action.

Seen from any side, with the power that now Arif is unlikely to escape. Arif is hopeful.

“Be assured you can Arif.” Arif's eyebrows tapered, veins in his guard and his face popped. His sweat fell and his arm hurt a lot. Arif was just trying to break his own bones. However, Arif is still advancing.

The attention of the people focused on him. Wonderingly

“Come stronger Arif!”

“Arif!” His three friends screamed in panic. Their faces were terrified.

The perfect body loses its energy. Eyes staring at the emptiness. Right there, the spear-eye scratched the ear, almost making a hole between the two eyes of Arif.

Arif felt no pain, but endless despair.

The light of hope is gone, gone.

This fear, kills slowly.

A woman suddenly appeared, she was not a hero. The woman was on the other side.

The woman was wearing a long black cloth with a motif like the others. On his head there is a wooden mask shaped owl face that features a lot of feathers.

Figured from the others, the woman did not cover her face. He showed the mighty thirties.

The tribal leader has come.

“Welcome to Dream Forest.” The woman said.

The four were shocked. He has the same language.

“Rarely this forest accepts guests. Today we received an innocent child guest. Quite surprising. Let's forget about this talk. I know you're free, right?” Women make evil grin.

“You will be free after giving us the show.” The woman looked at the four of them one by one with a sharp look. A horrible aura.

This woman is unbelievable.

“Give us a great show. If you're lucky we'll let you go straight away.”

“Sorry, I want to ask.” Eloquently with a vibrating tone ventured.

“Iya. Please.” The woman approached Eloquently.

“Is the offering in question is giving life?”

Hearing the eloquent reply the woman smiled widely. “Truely, indeed the offerings are even better than human casualties.” His tone was very happy.

The pressure is getting stronger. Turned into a needle that pierced every inch of the body. The four looked at each other, who would be grounded?

“How about the goods? We brought a lot of stuff. We can give it as an offering.” Pala turn said with a pale face.

“Needle? Your stuff is completely useless. Not worth.” The woman's answer kept everyone quiet. There is no other way.

“Quickly answer, or my soldier will make a hole in your head.” Threaten the woman.

Is there no other way than to sacrifice a friend?

“Ma-ma-af s-sa-I want to ask.” The sentence came out stammered. Perfect fear enveloped him.

“Iya please young.” The woman smiled at Arif.

“Ba-various-where with shows?” Arif forced his sentence to come out.

Arif's hair bristled when the blade suddenly settled beside his neck. “It's not tight, the show is life. Don't try to change our desires.” Voice angry. The woman looked at Arif with a killing aura.

Arif felt half his life had already disappeared.

“If you can entertain us, maybe we will change our mind.” The woman turned to her soldiers and commanded them with incomprehensible language.

His soldiers immediately took Fluent, Wira, and Pala to a distant place. The Arif bond is released.

Arif immediately fell to the ground. His feet were shaking to the point of difficulty standing up. “Build!” The woman's orders harshly.

After Arif woke up the woman ordered the people to pull over. Both of the women's hands made strange movements. His eyes closed while chanting something unclear. The strange movement ended with the black-robed woman staring around then stomping her right leg violently onto the ground.

Suddenly the ground trembled, crackling and giving rise to a dazzling light.

The cracks in the ground were getting bigger and spreading fast like an earthquake. The ground then rose and acted unnaturally. Cut, float, fly, compose, and merge. From the four sides in front of Arif appeared the high ground wall also experienced something similar.

When Arif opened his eyes, the condition of the village had changed completely. The village has undergone a transformation. Within seconds the stage was broken. The construction is incredible.

Arif is speechless.

A very big stage. Arif found his friends far away. Their lives are in the arms of sharp spears. Arif has to be really serious.

Arif took a slow breath to form a calmness. Real hard.

The atmosphere here made him want to vomit. All eyes were on him and this show risked the lives of friends. A very bad position for the mental. Arif tried desperately to calm down.

“Do.” The woman's request, her voice forced. He sat far ahead of Arif with his people.

Arif sighed once more and closed his eyes, trying for maximum consistency. Arif is ready to dance Die Hyang.

Arif started moving, bringing the first dance. The Thousand Year Miracle.

Arif has practiced Die Hyang hundreds of times and has mastered the eighth dance.

Hands and feet move beautifully. Manari body lithes on stage. Arif flood sweat. He was so tired from so many things. A clouded look, sweat falling on the stage. Arif's breath is broken. His body collapsed in the fifth dance.

A struggle that destroys itself.

Arif tried to get up with the last energy. The lives of his friends are at stake here.

Must, must, must be even stronger!

Arif raised his body that was struck a thousand tired.

Arif put up the horses, preparing to enter the sixth dance. Arif patted his face to clear his sight. His body was sculpted for a moment.

The black-robed woman and the entire population bowed to her.