Opung Tolu's
Breath at the end of the throat

In this haunted month, many Satanists who have supernatural knowledge feel very thirsty. Blood is like drinking water. Vibrating his thirsty throat, Tolu jumped out the window as he could not bear the thirst. Mr. Dadar was surprised to highlight the flashlight seeing Tolu crawling jumping from the yard gate. His flashlight fell down because of a frightened horn he ran into the guard post and locked it tightly.

“Did what I saw earlier be the great mistress of Tolu? Or ghost?” mummified Dadar.

Tolu ran into the forest barefoot in a black nightgown. Although half of his body was controlled by demons, he had already instilled a determination against himself so as not to drink human blood. Demonic eyes glow at night, demonic nails flickering to shed light despite the gripping night in the forest covered in thick fog.

A wolf passing by greeted the Tolu shaman using a nail claw and a giggle. The animal died in shreds and sucked the blood to the end. Not finished enjoying the blood of the large fanged animal, the figure of a pung head flew over it. He seemed to want the contents of an organ that was open on the stomach in the wolf. Tolu repels the creatures with the magic he possesses.

“Hiii, hi” strange sound squealing ears.

“Go!" bentak Tolu's.

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“Who is he?” black magic is very high. But I sensed the white magic he had from a distance. He was an ordinary human but his true form was already in half a demon. There is nothing I feared before” said a woman putting her head back inside her body.

She is the woman of the head of the putung who is human. A heretic who lives at the end of the village. Some desperate citizens often asked for help with it mostly ended tragically. Desas desus smart man who disguised as an old woman wearing kebaya clothes said she is a form of kuyang who likes to eat baby people who give birth and human blood.

Parmo and Sika take Parta to the smart man's place, in the middle of their journey in the field of a circular snake. Sika's feeling said that the snakes that blocked the path to where they went would be in a threatening danger. But she hit the snake with a rock and moved it on the right side of the road.

“Pak, you don't have to kill him. The blood of the animal you killed will definitely demand revenge” said Sika.

“Ah is impossible. I can't believe that superstitious word” said Parmo.

“Bu, my body is very itchy. We'd better go home.”

“No, let's get on our way. Let's get in the car back” said Parta.

In a house made of planks and wood it was surrounded with black straps, there were many skull heads scattered in front of it. Scratch my feathers they walk slowly knocking on the door.

“Masuk” says voice from inside.

The door opened by itself, and inside there an old grandmother invited them to sit on a mat. He glanced at Sika, the noble-born woman smelled fragrant in my lady's nasal cavity. The pure blood target was in the woman, she offered them a glass of water to drink.

“Spend” says old grandma.

She smiled smirked at Sika. The kuyang woman who had not been sabbatical asked Sika to get closer beside her.

“Hey you, come closer. I will solve all your problems” he said.

“Begini grandma, I came here to treat my son Parta. Since his case injured the Tolu shaman, there appeared a disease that could not be cured” said Sika.

“Give me the end of your hair on ku” said the old woman.

“How? Has it gone the itching and soreness?” said it.

“Already grandma. Sir, mom! I no longer feel itchy and sick. Ahahah” loudly replied in mixed laughter.

“But my strength can only temporarily heal you. He would find out and get angry and turn around to attack me. You have injured the Tolu shaman then there must be one of your parents who live here” said the creature.

“What? If that happens then let me stay”ucap Parmo.

“No, how about your work. Me and Parta also can not bring the car out of this region” said Sika.

“Yes, wise decision. You as the birth mother of this child must be willing to sacrifice for her. Leave him tonight, your illness will heal instantly” said the old woman.

“When can my wife come back?” ask Parmo.

“Tomorrow morning before sunrise then you should have picked him up.”

Parta and Parmo left without Sika. Parmo's heavy heart left his wife, but he had no other choice for Parta's recovery.

“Sini lying on top of bed” said the creature.

“Nek, what are you going to do?” ask Sika.

“I just run my errands. Treat your child, don't you want him to heal forever?”

Sika nodded, her eyes hypnotized feeling that everything she did was the truth. Right in the middle of the night, Sika woke up in a surprise sighting of the head of the putung. Organs are hanging, blood is falling dripping showing off taper canines.

“Arghh! Arghh!” jerrit Sika's.

Teeth of fangs stuck right in his neck, sika eyes glared convulsions endure the pain. Kunyahan, the clattering sound finished satisfied to snatch the fresh pure blood he tore the contents of the woman's stomach enjoying all the organs of the body until it ran out. The fault of every human who tries to go down the path of perversion, they are destroyed by a fire ignited by themselves.

The crowing chicken signifies the time will be morning, Parmo circling the region did not see the old grandmother's house they visited last night. He was already in cold sweat, a feeling of unease. Parta decided to walk around the empty place.

“I'm sure once here where his house” murmured.

“Please! Help u! Give me back my wife!” parmo Jerrit.

In tears hitting his own head, the sun had risen and he was violating the requirements of the old woman. The sunlight, showing the woman's house. Parmo ran through the door looking for Sika. He fell down to see Sika's body unravel. He could only hug his wife's head while crying.

“This is all my fault! I didn't listen to your last will!” said sniffling.

Parmo carried his wife's body, wrapped in the old woman's table cloth. After being satisfied to ravage the place, Parmo went to drive his car away from the place.