Rasuk
Malicious

"M-m-maahh!" Nola gulped in fear, her body trembling violently, sweat pouring down the dress she was wearing.

Her moist hands squeezed Siska's fingers firmly, the middle-aged woman was no less trembling. His entire body shook, both feet seemed not to tread the floor.

"No-nola, wh-who's behind?" lirih Siska.

Nola froze, glancing at him reluctantly. Just be quiet with your legs shaking violently. Slowly he turned his body followed by Siska who was also curious.

The assistant who had fainted stood up with her hair unraveling forward. Silence is not moving.

Nola was aghast while holding her chest. The heart was too uncertain, almost the key to his life was detached from its place. Likewise with Siska, the middle-aged woman looked shocked to see her figure standing.

The next second, he ruffled his waist in annoyance. It was no longer a visible fear, but an intense sense of anger.

"Oohh, so now you want me, right? You think I'm scared, huh!" He rolled up his sleeves preparing to deliver a blow.

However, the soft sound was almost like a whisper, stopping its rate of action.

"Ka-li-an! Ka-li-an!" The raucous voice that exuded from his lips carried a fear that slowly spread across their bodies.

"B-b-bi-bi!" call Nola while squeezing her own fist.

Siska frowned, there was still a sense of disbelief in her heart. Allegedly while her domestic assistant was pretending to avoid punishment. The woman's head looked up, her red eyes lit up, her teeth clashing strongly. Nola and Siska were stunned, lucky that they were holding on to the back of the chair.

"BAD TIMES!" A very loud shout shook around them.

Nola and Siska crashed into the wall, chairs and kitchen utensils scattered irregularly. Both of them grimaced with pain that whipped all over the body.

While the assistant, hovering on the ceiling of the room. Both hands raised, his fingers forming claws as if wanting to tear apart the soft prey in front of him.

"Yahhhh!" Nola crept towards Siska who was sitting on the floor. His condition was worse, one wooden chair was broken because it hit his body.

"You're a bad mother! You don't pantes so Mom, let me take your son. He would be happy if he stayed with me!" said the assistant revealed an astonishing evil grin.

"Mahaha ...." Scents of laughter echoed filled the kitchen space of the mansion.

Siska was getting trembling, tears even seeps from the unraveling fertilizer flooding both cheeks. His heart was struggling with fear, even disbelief.

"What do you mean?" Steady he asked.

"I mean ...?" the fierce voice underestimated Siska.

Nola curled up in fear in her mama's armpits. Sobbing, afraid of him hovering in the sky of the room. His hands clutched tightly onto Siska's clothes, the face he put on the woman's chest.

"Hahaha .. You have thrown away your most precious possession, Siska, but we are willing to pick it up. You calm down, we will take good care of him" he said, smiling threateningly.

Siska grew increasingly clueless, staring at the assistant who suddenly growled. His head twirled crazily, both eyes widening. The spit he gulped felt as big as a salak seed. It is hard and hard to swallow.

"FOUL! YOU GUYS ARE EVIL!" growling another voice.

The figure on the ceiling of the room was increasingly sinister, his ten fingers were wide open. Both shoulders were shaking up and down, he was really angry.

"YOU DID MY GRANDSON, SISKA! WHERE'S MY GRANDSON? WHERE IS SHE?" angry jolt.

"Who's granddaughter? I don't know who you are!" reply Siska though not believing.

"YOU ARE EVIL, SISKA! YOHAAAATT!" He roared great.

"Mah!" Nola whimpering. The deeper he buried his face in Siska's armpit.

In this state of fear, it felt like someone had come to save them. However, their unfriendly attitude will not be possible to bring neighbors to the right and left of the house.

He glides with both hands outstretched. So fast that there's no pause to just shift.

"Argh! Help me!"

"Mom!"

Nola and Siska simultaneously shouted, both hands they used to cover their faces. Free, everything they do will not be able to dispel the creature that possessed the woman's body.

"Mom!" nola screams as Siska's body is dragged and slammed into the other side of the room.

Siska coughed, a red liquid seeping from between her lips. He moved while holding a chest that felt tight. He floated back to where Siska was gathering energy.

However, not yet the hand reached Siska's body, something hit and distanced her figure from Siska. Then, it collapsed unconscious.

"Mah! Nola! Where are you guys?" prasetyo shouted from the front of the house. The man came with a man who looked like a shaman. Break into the house looking for the whereabouts of his son and wife.

The shaman carries incense that smokes smoke, spreading it throughout the room while reciting spells that cannot be understood by ordinary people.

Hearing her papa's voice, Nola inched closer to Siska who was also unconscious.

"Mah! Mamah! Wake up! Up, Mah!" Nola shook her crazy body while occasionally banging her cheeks.

"Mah! Nola!" Prasetyo's shout gave a glimmer of hope to his heart.

"Fuck! Please, we're here, Pah!" reply Nola as hard as possible.

"Well, wakeup! Come home, Mah," said Nola again continue to shake the unconscious lunglai body.

The sound of quick steps entering the kitchen made Nola's heart feel relieved. Hurriedly he stood up and ran towards the door. Crashing himself on Prasetyo's body hoping for protection.

"Fuck! Mom, Pah. Mom!" nola was sucked in Prasetyo's arms. The middle-aged man returned a hug, shortly after hearing Nola's complaint, he let go.

Staring in the brown bead of her youngest girl.

"Where to you? Why is the kitchen like this war abis?" tanya Prasetyo glimmers to the kitchen floor as well as a table commonly used to sort food before entering the refrigerator.

Nola turned to point at Siska's body which was still curled up in the corner. Prasetyo was flabbergasted in disbelief, quickly ran up to Siska and brought her into a sling.

"Well, Mom! Mamah why?"

I heard a questionable voice from him. He put his wife's body on the sofa while sitting under it. Grasping her cold hands while wiping the red liquid at the corner of the lips.

"Well, Bibi .. she was possessed and attacked Mamah," Nola reported timidly.

Prasetyo raised his face, staring confusedly at his daughter.

"You mean?" Asked confused.

"Bibi possessed, he said Mamah was evil. Mom's not a good mother." He was silent to recall his attitude towards the firstborn.

"Where's Auntie?"

As if reminded, he nodded.

"Auntie's still in the kitchen, Pah. Aunt also fainted," said Nola, not daring to return to the kitchen.

"Sir, please pick up Aunt and take her to her room" she asked the driver.

"Who is he?"