Accompany Me to Die
Who is the Next Victim

"Go, I gotta get going!" 

A woman with trembling steps dragged her weak body. This is the second time he can escape from a group of people he does not know. His eyes looked so frightened, he looked down when the car light almost hit his body.

His lips trembled with coldness, his body was only wrapped in an oversized shirt that had been torn here and there. His face was covered with cuts and bruises. Her long hair beyond her shoulders no longer showed her former beauty. His body was also so thin as never eating.

"Village, I have to go back to the village. But where's the road?" 

Stomping, the woman walked through the dark and cold forest. The sounds of owls and other night animals accompanied his journey. The woman was not afraid, her mind was only one save herself. He was tired of being tortured mentally and physically. He was also tired of being treated as a slave to lust. 

His ears were listening to every step behind him. Sometimes he stopped and looked back. If he feels safe, he moves back.

"Water, I need water." 

The woman with wounds all over her body walked towards the gurgling sound of running water. Once he found a clear river around the forest valley, he greedily drank that water. The woman no longer cared about the biting pain in the corner of her lips.

Cold temperatures, thick fog and weather that begins to drizzle are ignored. She just wanted to drink and wash her body.

"Look at who managed to reach this distance." a voice of ridicule rang out behind his body.

The woman was shocked and turned her body quickly. "You-you!"

"Why? Surprised? I'm supposed to wonder why you're still alive even though I sold you to that fucking shaman!" 

The sturdy man approached the woman, took a pinch of her wet hair and kissed her. He stared at the body of a woman who was scarred by a whip or a tool of some kind. The thin shirt she wore clearly showed a plain beautiful curves without an interior.

"Sadly, your body should be hurt. But I think it's comparable to your s**dal behavior that's hurting the princess!"

The woman shook her head quickly, "What you're accusing me of is wrong. I'm not a seductress!" roaring pilu.

"Huh, talk a lot about you! If you hadn't come to this village, ndoro princess would still be alive!"

The woman retreated slowly, a bit of distress from having to move in the water. He must quickly escape from the place before the man takes him back to the mad witch doctor who is so possessive of loving him.

"Heh, where are you going!"

The woman immediately turned around and with the rest of her strength she ran against the current. He did not care if he had to die in the river as long as he did not return to the mad shaman who had tortured him for many years.

"Hey, wait for guoblok! You go towards the waterfall!" the man tried to chase after him, but he was unable to fight the tide anymore and he gave up.

"Damn it, you sun-dal! Goddamn it, it's running fast!"

The scarred woman continued to move, she defied the current, ignoring the icy water that pierced her body. He ran on slippery mossy rocks until the woman fell and lost balance. 

"Aargh!"

His voice broke the silence of the night, sinking along with the swift flow of water. The sturdy man laughed happily at the woman's screams.

"Kowe campus!" (dead you!)

His laughter boomed as if unconcerned with the innocent woman's innocence. His hatred for the woman defeated the humanity he had. He didn't care if the woman died.

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Police officers gathered at the Putra doctor's office. They discussed the facts on the ground that were found. Tomorrow morning they will return to the city to report on the progress of the investigation.

"Yes doc, the plan is so. Maybe if there's a new fact we're here again." Rizky answered firmly.

Nayla put the coffee cups for her guests. Sundari helped Nayla, he mix bakwan corn and also fried bananas as a complement to milk coffee. Budi glanced at Nayla who looked pale.

"Sir Nayla is okay? How pale?"

"Uhuuuk," Anton deliberately coughs up Budi's torment.

"Cie .. who cares about Nayla" Rizky said while the other three members chuckled.

"Ohya, still pale?" Nayla asked back.

"Yes, I think you need a blush so you don't turn pale!" sahut Budi's.

"Make merona dong Bud, let doctor Nayla not bud again!" again Anton teases.

Nayla smiled wryly, slightly distracted by their jokes. "Hhm, is this cop coming home tomorrow? Are there any new facts?"

Nayla's question made the one in the room turn serious. They looked at each other and said the necessary things. Nayla understands that secrecy must be maintained before the cause of the tragic deaths of three villagers is discovered.

"Monggo mas-mas his good-looking fry is ready!" Sundari broke the tense atmosphere with a seductive spoiled voice. 

Anton chokes when he sees Sundari's appearance, which looks so compact that the front and back furniture is displayed in a small laced responsibility negligee.

"Hmm, slowly! Just usually look at it!" sindir Budi replace Meledek Anton.

Sundari sumringah looked at the eyes of the men who looked in amazement at his body. "Even mas, cold sauce is not good. But if it's cold calm I can coke angetin." The ambiguous sentence from Sundari made the one in the room shudder amusedly.

Nayla turned to Sundari who was still standing while biting her lower lip, trying to tease one of the policemen.

"Sir, does anyone want to be told not to this police officer? His girlfriend is Sukir."

Sundari let out a heavy sigh, "Otherwise you want Sun's story, all have been recorded the same handsome mas that!" his hand pointed at one of the members sitting near the door.

All eyes were on him making the young officer scratch his head. "Hmmm, it is necessary to check this report should not be all pictures!" ledek Anton while laughing amusedly.

Nayla smiled trying to understand Sundari's behavior. "Three victims worked as Wak Dadan employees, is it possible that this was just an engineering to cover up one big mistake in the past?"

The words that shot out of Nayla's mouth suddenly made the officers look at each other. 

"What do you mean Nayla? Doesn't Nayla know anything?" ask Anton.

Nayla looked at the officers one by one and answered. "Not three but four victims, and I'm sure it's all related to the death of one of Wak Dadan's wives."

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of birds of Kedasih from a distance. The death-bringing bird that spread terror in the village. Nayla, the Son's doctor and the officers looked at each other. The sound of the bird of love was increasingly clear, making anyone shudder in horror.

Nayla muttered, making everyone in the room shudder in horror, "The fifth victim is coming!"