Accompany Me to Die
Mbok Dar Recognition

"What's? No, it can't be Nay! Symbok does not even have to hurt ants!"

Harder stared in disbelief at Nayla. The grip of her hand was so strong that it hurt Nayla.

"I saw your mother in a flash of the past. I'm sorry, I hope it's wrong" Nayla said grimacing in pain.

"Say it's Nay's fault, it's not true! Your vision is wrong! Simbok would never do such a heinous act!" The loud scream right in front of Nayla's face made Nayla even more frightened.

"Strict, I don't know. I'm just looking, and mbok Dar is _,"

"Aargha!" Rigid pushed Nayla rough until the young doctor fell.

Tegar tried to remember that day, the day that ndoro daughter he left in the river. He tried hard to remember until finally Tegar realized that mbok Dar that night came home so late. Hardcore still clearly remembered, his mother looked so tired and pale. 

When he asked Dar, the mother simply replied tired and caught a cold. The next day Tegar found the mother's dirty clothes with blood stains but when Tegar asked him, Mbok Dar replied nervously. At that time Tegar ignored him and now he realized, mbok Dar has solved the problem for him.

"Don't that time ... Nay, can you see what the symbols do after that?"

Nayla shook her head, "My abilities have limits." 

He was sitting hard, his crying broke. He regretted his actions, his fellowship with the devil did not actually make him happy. There is a fee to be redeemed and it is very expensive beyond the highest happiness in the world. 

Nayla approached Tegar slowly, initially hesitating to touch the young man who was still lamenting his fate but then Nayla ventured to rub Tegar's back, although actually Nayla was a little horrified and afraid that Tegar would turn again into a creepy figure.

Rigidly wept and buried his head in the young doctor's arms. She let go of all the burdens in her heart on Nayla. No matter how long Tegar cried, until they finally leaned against each other and fell asleep because of fatigue. 

As morning approaches, Budi and the villagers find them both. How shocked the citizens when they saw Tegar with clothes full of blood stains. On his face and hands was the mark of dried blood. The horror was evident from their expressions staring at Hardcore. 

"Astaghfirullah, is it true that the flood waters are bitter(blood)? Is he the one who killed those people?" Mr. Tarmiji inched backwards to Budi's back.

Budi coded his team to prepare and surrounded Tegar who was still sound asleep leaning on Nayla. They pointed the weapon at Tegar. Budi gave a warning to one of his colleagues to wake Tegar.

It only took two calls to his name, Tegar and Nayla opened their eyes. Both of them were shocked and confused as the villagers had gathered around them with questionable gazes.

"Mas Hardcore, can you explain what happened?" Budi asked with a weapon that kept pointing at him.

Nayla and Tegar looked at each other, the young doctor nodding as a gesture at Hardcore. The exotic young man looked back one by one the villagers and also the police team. He slowly raised his hand as a sign of surrender.

"I am guilty, please arrest me" he said sincerely.

Budi gestured for his partner to immediately snuggle Rigid. Before Tegar was cast he turned to Nayla, "Thank you for everything and I'm sorry."

"Wait, police sir! Take me too, I am guilty too!"

"Mbok Dar," heed Nayla as she looked at the figure of a middle-aged woman who was in a wheelchair with the help of Beautiful Sister.

"Mmd!" Tegar rushed to his mother, he squealed in front of mbok Dar kissing his feet.

"Sorry Hardcore mbok, sorry Hardcore! Rigid yet can not nyenengin heart mbok, Tegar even make a shame symbok!" The sentence Tegar makes mbok Dar increasingly sobbing.

The middle-aged woman, rubbed her son's head. "Le, whatever you're doing the cymbals still supports you. The wrong sideburns, the failed symbologies of being a good parent to you."

Hardcore looked up, the tears flooded. His face that was dirty with blood and soil stains, could only stare at his mother in awe, Tegar hugged mbok Dar.

"Fresh sinned mbok,"

"Mbok knows Le, the symbols are the same. Simbok tired continue to hide, before the symbok die must be responsible. So that ndoro putri is also calm in nature there."

Harder took his hand off Dar's neck, "What do you mean?" she really hoped her mother wouldn't say anything related to Nayla's vision.

Mbok Dar smiled, "Mbok sincerely le, it's an obligation to solve everything for you."

Mbok Dar turned to Budi, "Police, arrest me. I've killed ndoro princess, I'm khilaf."

"Mmd!" Hardcore aghast.

Mbok Dar turned to his son with a smile. "It's time everything opened, Le. Let me just calm down."

"Police, I killed ndoro's daughter. I was upset because ndoro princess toying with Tegar at will. We protected him from the boss Dadan but in return he even invited Tegar to pass improperly. He deserves to die! No one can play hard!"

Tegar was struck by Dar's mbok, "Mbok _,"

Mbok Dar turned to Tegar again, "You deserve to be happy Le, you deserve better. Ndoro princess is already evil with us, symbok not willing. Simbok regretted killing him with his own symbiotic hand. But it's all happening."

Tegar hugged mbok Dar who was still in a wheelchair. Dar's affection for Tegar made him willingly drenched in blood to protect his son. All of a sudden from the opposite direction a man's loud scream was heard.

"Unfortunately, you killed Kumalasari!"

Mbah Anto emerged from his hiding place, the handsome man shaman heard all from behind the thickets of the bush. Mbah Anto ran fiercely towards the pair of mother and child. The eyes of mbok Dar caught a flash of light from the machete blades in the hands of Mbah Anto. With all his might he stood up from the wheelchair, pushing a strong Rigid and becoming a living shield for his son.

"Dead you, motherfucker!" Mbah Anto threw a machete into the stomach mbok Dar until it penetrated to the back.