Khodamic Women
surtini's body
In the morning I prepared to go to the middle of the forest again with Grahan.
"Where are you going" asked mom
my father has gone to work so my mother always asks when I am going to leave, because I know that for a while I am on leave.
"uh, Miss Agnes wants to go out for a while there's something Agnes will buy" I explained
"don't take long, son" mother said
"yes, Mom"
I say goodbye to my mother and go to the forest to help find Surtini's body.
The journey is almost 45 minutes from the house to the middle of the forest, after reaching the forest me and Grahan settles beside the house, nausea like yesterday I feel again the negative energy that I still feel climbing my nausea increasingly can not be restrained right.
"Agnes, you're my good good" asked Grahan
Surtini's spirit saw me from the side of the house, he always pointed to the side of the house with a lot of bushes on the door.
"here" I asked Surtini, pointing to the side of the house
Surtini nodded while pointing.
I tried to open the door, when I wanted to open the door there was a groan from inside.
"astaghfirullah" I murmured
"be careful, nes" said Grahan who was beside me
"crackle" the door's sound opened
I immediately crouched down and hid as Grahan and Surtini hid behind the wall
"there's another energy coming in here" said someone who had just walked out of the warehouse
He continued to step on his feet leaving the forest, after the man moved away I went straight into the warehouse.
"cretek"
"so dark" I said
Grahan walked in front with Surtini I was behind the two of them.
"here" said Surtini
I took my phone and turned on the flashlight on the phone.
"astaghfirullah, in this cupboard" I said
I'm trying to open a closet door that's locked tightly by a clean chain that's stuck a lot of paper in its chain.
"what is this, a spell" I asked Grahan
"yes, the spirit locking spell" explained Grahan
I was looking for a blunt object to open the padlock, I tried to hit with the wood in the warehouse but still could not, I went out of the warehouse and looked for other blunt objects. I got a stone the size of my fist and I hit the lock with the rock as hard as I could.
"butt"
"butt"
"butt"
I'm still trying to break the lock.
"butt"
"butt"
"butt"
"Alhamdulillah, open" I said
I beegegas opened the closet door and the moment I opened the rotten shirt smelled so stinging.
"astaghfirullah, the smell" I said
I took my phone back from my pants pocket, I turned on the flashlight again and I saw Surtini's body tied up in a position standing in the closet.
I tried to untie the bonds in Surtini's pierced body, but given a lot of camphor around Surtini's body.
"who are you" shouted someone from behind me
"astaghfirullah" said I who was shocked
"Who are you, how dare you enter my barn"
"i'm Surtini's brother, whose body you're hiding here" my soot
"He himself wants to" explained the shaman.
"go to you" said the shaman
"no, I'm not leaving until I bring Surtini's body" I explained
"go away, or you'll be sorry" said the shaman
"no"
"go away, or you'll ha*is*" said the shaman
"no, before I brought Surtini's body" I explained without giving up.
Grahan brushed off the shaman's hand, I tried to untie the ties that wrapped around Surtini's body.
"who are you" asked the shaman who could see Garahan
"b*d*h" said the shaman
Grahan begins to claw the shaman, the shaman also fights Grahan but the shaman is not strong enough to hold Grahan. The shaman is overwhelmed with Grahan's continuous attacks.
"srreet"
"sreeett"
"aaaaa"
Shouted the loud shaman.
"Agnes brought the body out" Grahan explained
I tried to remove Surtini's body, but I couldn't do it alone.
I tried to pull it with all my might.
Grahan still clawed and kicked the shaman's body.
"sorry, geez, tiger" said the shaman
"there is no mercy for shamans who are heretics" explained Grahan
Grahan is still continuously clawing shamans, so that shamans are weak and helpless.
Grahan helped me pull Surtini's body, Surtini smiled as I removed his body from the shaman's entanglement.
after staying away from the warehouse and the house I tried to call the authorities.
I just kept looking for a signal in the woods.
"let's go, signal" I said as I looked for a signal with me knocking my phone.
"Alhamdulillah exists" I said
I immediately contacted the authorities, not long after the authorities came with some members, I told him that I found the body in the warehouse in the middle of the forest.
The authorities began to mobilize their members to investigate all they wanted, and went into the forest to look for evidence.
About half an hour the authorities returned with the shaman who was still limp with the body recorded by Garahan earlier.
"come with us" said the officer
surtini's body was taken by officers to the hospital for an autopsy.
after that Surtini thanked me and Grahan.
"thank you" Surtini said with a smile
"the same, wait in the place that has been prepared" I explained
"well" said Surtini he disappeared and waved his hand.
I went to the office with the officer to be questioned after that I Kemabli went home, when in the room I saw the mother lying on the floor.
"mother" I shouted
I tried to contact my father, but my father could not be contacted.
I asked for help from the people around me to take my mother to the hospital.
"sir, please" shouted my classmate as possible
"please"
"please"
"what's wrong" asked the father who approached me
"my mother passed out, sir, could ask for help to take her to the hospital" I explained
"yes, come on, I take the car standby first" said a man who ran to take the car standby
the residents helped me carry my mother into the car standby after that I entered the car, when the car was going to walk there was a father who came home from work.
"sir, stop, that's my father" I shouted
"father" call
"Agnes, what is this" asked the big man because many people gathered at home.
"mother fainted sir" I said
I got in the car and took my mother to the hospital.
all residents who are in the grandfather's house do get along well Meraka always gotong royong in helping residents who are in trouble.
seriated.
