Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman
Chap2. Root Ritual Flood Getih

Amidst the silence of the night, Thunder drove the car at full speed. Sometimes he saw a circular watch in his left hand, hoping he could get to where Heru and Jagad were.

Thunder passed through the mountain path that was so desolate. There was no other vehicle in sight other than his car.

While passing through such a vast forest area, Thunder felt a negative aura trying to approach him.

"Khi .. khi .. khi .. khi ...." A shrill voice sounded so ear-piercing.

Thunder turned to the empty seat behind him, but he found no one. Just as he was about to look back to the front, suddenly a disgusting sight was plastered in front of his face. His face was crushed full of blood and pus, clearly visible in the eyes of Thunder.

Thunder spontaneously slammed his car's steering wheel to the curb. Even though he had gotten used to the creatures, he was still shocked.

Kunkk ...!

His car hit the edge of a cliff beside the road. Luckily, he didn't slam the steering wheel to the right. To the right of the road is a steep ravine, if it is mired it is certain the car will be destroyed.

"Dianck! Demit?!" rutuk Thunder.

When he hit a cliff, the creature suddenly disappeared. Maybe because of this kind of fatal accidents in this area often occur, a lot of jail creatures that deliberately scare people.

Thunder came out of the car to check the damage to his car. Looks bumper front is a little dented but not too severe.

The thunder immediately went back into the car. He tried to revive his car, but many times he tried, his car still reluctant to turn on. Even if judging from the damage, it is impossible to make the car break down.

Thunder came out picking up a handful of earth, he chanted prayers to see what energy had disrupted his journey. Then he threw a handful of the ground around where he stood while closing his eyes.

"Khekhekhe .. You're not a good person!" said the creature in the form of a stooped grandmother with a half-broken face perched right on top of the car.

Thunder only smiled his smile for a while and said, "Don't block my journey, if I don't want to be destroyed," Thunders threatened.

"Khekhekhe .. so arrogant are you human! Feel this!!" exclaimed the creature while throwing its staff towards Thunder.

Krakkkk ...!

The wand that the creature threw was shattered instantly by Thunder's hand. It seems Thunder is not playing around.

"Aaaaakkkkhhh ... insolent?!" The creature prepared to come back closer and attack Thunder.

Thunder chanted a prayer against the creature. In one stroke the hand of Thunder was able to turn the creature into smoke and slowly disappeared.

"Sial ... someday I will reply boy?!" the creature shouted for a moment before disappearing.

"Sing ora kepingin dadi koyo Mak Lampir iku, step aside!" (Which doesn't want to be like that Vampire Mak, step aside?!) thunder shouted at the few creatures who were silently watching Thunder from behind the bushes, trees and rocks around his place.

Thunder came in and restarted his car. It was seen that an old geezer had been sitting in a chair beside Thunder.

"Kula muttered," (I came along) said the grandfather suddenly.

"Origin you didn't interrupt and ask me to do what you want! I'm not a human being who could easily be enslaved to creatures like you!" firm Thunder.

"Damn it!" (Yes) said the grandfather was brief.

Thunder allowed the creature to remain with him, as long as it had no negative impact on him.

After several hours of travel, Thunder finally arrived at the village called Jagad. Seen the village gate that says Ds. Kramats.

The atmosphere was so quiet, quiet and gripping. Still felt the residues of the remaining unseen battle that Thunder felt.

"He will rise! The Ritual of the Flood of Getih will be repeated!" said the old man beside Thunder.

"What does that mean? Who's getting up?" tanya Guntur curious.

"Yahiy Woro! He used to be a demon-like human who viciously killed the girls in this village to make a crash. Every time the yellow full moon comes, the bitter flood ritual is always a frightening specter for all residents around. Until finally someone managed to lock him in the kramat well at the end of this village. However, it seemed like his confinement had been opened by someone!" obviously grandpa.

"Then? Who the hell are you? It seems that you are very understanding of what is happening in this village" asked Guntur.

A look of regret emanated from his old face. He began to tell his wife's story to Thunder.

***

A woman with a face half-destroyed by burns was seen walking sneaking a peek into the room. His net brushed, his feet felt limp for a moment, upon finding the scene before his eyes.

The man she loved and loved so much, the man who had been her husband for years, was busy making out with a girl she had been working with at home for a few days.

It seems clear des*han for des*han from the mouths of the two young men from behind the door. Nyi Woro fell down to hold back the tightness of his chest. Her heart was so painful to witness the betrayal by her husband and also her new maid.

He rose with the rest of his consciousness, he broke down the door of his maid's room with great difficulty. Until there was Mbah Karto who looked aghast and released his embrace from Sriatun.

"Bad you Karto?! How could you do this to me Karto?!" sentak Nyi Woro's.

"Why? You don't take it? Then you think you can still serve me with such a disgusting face?" reply Karto as he pointed at Nyi Woro's face with his index finger, "You should be grateful, I didn't throw you away. I still allow you to remain the mistress of this house. You should have thanked me. Now, let me be happy with Sri who is much more able to satisfy me!" karto said so haughtily.

"Hikhikhik .. have you forgotten? Who made my face like this? You forgot Karto?" Nyi Woro looked so angry, "It's you Karto! You caused my face to become like this! And now, you're doing that disgusting thing with her?" reply Nyi Woro interrupted his sobs.

Nyi Woro is a sinden who is quite well-known in his village. However, he had to give up his glory days because of his injured face. Due to accidentally burned when fighting with the husband who is always jealous when he saw Nyi Woro darting on stage, surrounded by many men who are fascinated with the face of his father.

At that time Karto accidentally pushed Nyi Woro's body to hit the table, a twist that was located on the table also fell on Nyi Woro's face to burn half of his face. From then on Karto began to be reluctant to touch her.

"Just shut the fuck up Woro?! I'll keep this girl mine, you can get out of this house if you don't like it!" karto Sentak.

"Yes, go! Because I will soon be replacing your position as nyonyq in this house. I will make you a slave, if you want to stay in this house" said Sriatun, who lived spoiled in the sturdy arm of Mbah Karto. "Well, is it mas?"

"Yes, yes!" answer Karto.

Nyi Woro seemed so furious with the behavior of the two humans in front of him.

"Wait for my revenge! I'll make sure you and all your descendants suffer, I'll avenge this betrayal?!" nyi Woro.

"Hahahahhaha .. Enough of your nonsense Woro! Just go! Get out of this house?!" throw Karto away while pushing Nyi Woro's body so hard.

Nyi Woro walked in an uncertain direction. He has no relatives or brothers. He didn't know where to go, with that disgusting face, there was no way anyone would help him.

He walked in the dark of the night to the forest alone. Reflecting on his bad luck that seemed to not give him the opportunity to breathe freely in the slightest. He made a determination to end his life, near a famous wingit sandang.

When he arrived, he stood right next to her. His hand held a knife ready to stab it at his own neck. His sobs seemed like he could no longer bear it. He wept as he pleased, spilling all the pain that cut his heart.

Hhhhh ....

The sharp knife pierced through the neck. He pulled the knife back, making fresh blood flow so profusely from his prick marks.

His body collapsed against the red ground and his consciousness slowly began to disappear. Before everything turned dark, he faintly saw a female figure so beautiful approaching towards him.

"Don't die! Reply to your fine first, I'll help you!" whispered the woman.

"To-help me!" nyi Woro.

It was seen that the woman stabbed something right in the scar of Nyi Woro. Blood started to stop coming out, and slowly Nyi Woro regained consciousness.

"Be my follower, then I will help you settle your grudges!" persuade the woman with a sweet smile.

"Njih Nyai! I am ready to obey your orders, please help me. Help me avenge this insult" Nyi Woro said with a sharp eye.

"Call me Nyai Plorok, I will unite with you and I will avenge all the insults with more heinous things!" said the beautiful woman was full of emphasis.

Nyi Woro was completely lulled by the pseudo-imings of the female demon, giving up her life to fuse with Nyai Plorok completely.

Seriate....