Opung Tolu's
Disbelievers

“Are you still able to undergo this ritual?” ask the shaman.

His blood had already been sacrificed, he could not walk backwards or reverse direction. A strong will kills Tolu and hurts everyone nearby after his grandmother's death. There is nothing to treat for an occult ritual. Even if the injury and pain can be a disease. After reciting the last spell, a fat leech entered into Norman's wound. He squirms gnawing at the blood from within.

“Arggh!” back Norman screamed in pain.

From behind his body came out a figure resembling himself flying in search of Tolu.

The magical shaman woman widened her eyes feeling a supernatural attack. He lit an incense stick, closing his eyes let out a groan. He felt the air of another figure who had knowledge almost on par with him. Plus the sacrifices made to blow away the magic attacking him made him a little bit in pain.

“Harum human soul to be crushed!” tolu's murmurs closed his eyes.

He released his subtle body to meet the figure of the shaman who challenged him. In another dimension, the war of two black magic collided with burning branches and tree branches in the forest. Norman who was still limp was helpless. He did not know that he was made a collision as a mediation tool to attack Tolu. The intention of killing and injuring Tolu and his family ended up being a slow death to himself.

“What do you want? I have no intention of going against you” Tolu said.

“Hahaha, don't be a hypocritical demon, I know you've sacrificed people for your knowledge.

"Receive my attack!” said thunderous.

Tolu did not want to hurt the young man, he simply brushed off all his attacks. Until the limit of his patience runs out when his feet are burned by the fire thrown by the shaman. He reversed all the attacks in succession, the devil's fingers and fingernails strangling the neck lifting with one hand.

“Even if only my subtle body attacks you then, just one touch you will be dying. Are you going to keep attacking me?” tanya Tolu gave a warning.

The blood of the young man who could not stabilize those emotions left him carried away in destruction, his knowledge burning and shattered. His face turned old and ugly, he screamed in pain withstanding the burns on his skin. Their delicate bodies returned to their respective bodies, the shaman spurted out blood vomit due to the loss of inner strength and half of the knowledge that had been destroyed.

“Uhuk, uhuk” coughs and blood nonstop.

He crawled up to pick up the keris he had stored on a jug wrapped in black cloth. Take out the keris, unleashing the final force to finish off Tolu. He stuck a crust in Norman's stomach. Another figure entered into his body, one of his butchered hands was joined by a two-pronged demon. Norman becomes a walking demon man disappearing through the straw attacking Tolu.

Right next to the woman was Togar who was sipping a glass of water, the drink turned into blood and worms. Realizing that something was wriggling on his body, tolu let out from inside his mouth. Tolu clenched his hands to see her husband become an easy target for the young shaman who did not want to end up fighting. He took the decision to eliminate the man with a single pull of spell magic.

“Mati!” his murmur broke the shaman's neck vein.

Norman's soul floated after the shaman died. Finished taking out those bullies. Tolu invites Togar to lay down his body on the sofa. He splashed the water that had been filled with a spell, the rest in the glass was asked to drink until it ran out. The contents of the stomach that are still turbulent are back to normal. Togar took Tolu into the room. The rare sight was witnessed by the mbok and Mariam, they stared back at each other with a smile.

“I just feel like getting closer to you. All my body feels numb, stay here and don't leave me” said togar.

Some of Tolu's soul is still controlled by the devil, he released the guards of his body so as not to do the things he did not want. Making sure Togar was asleep, Tolu slowly closed the exit to the backyard. He dug up the ground, buried a fragment of Togar's hair and his already-tied hair by sowing flowers on it.

“This time there will be no more sudden magic attacks that hit your body before passing me or hit me first” muttered Tolu.

All the ways he did for the figure of the escort role he loved it. Night one suro in the best use it honing knowledge and washing gaman. The light of the media room that flashes dimly makes a dim view. Many figures of smoke and jinn floated, Tolu lit a giant candle in every corner of the room.

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Inside the bathroom, Ani tried to take the ablution water back. The hot taste of the shower water that hit his body. He resisted the burning feeling, continuing to take the ablution water to completion. He was wearing a face, stretching his face standing facing the qibla. Up to the movement of sitting between the two prostrations, Ani groaned in pain. The sound of kuntilanak crying for mercy. He crawled up the wall. The head hangs on the ceiling of the room like the shape of a bat position.

“Astagfirullah, non Ani!” said the mbok.

Tolu who heard the noise found his brother possessed. The other figure that possessed his body instantly disappeared. He slammed into the floor, Tolu lifted Ani to his room while the mbok was asked to sprinkle salt around the room.

“Sister, you promised me you'd be okay. Look now, I've not taken care of you anymore” muttered Tolu.

The woman was still wearing a face, she opened her eyes once again.

“Adik, please leave me alone” said Ani.

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In the final bow, Tohfa raised both hands. He asks for kindness for Ani and his determination to choose the girl for editing. Sometimes he felt the heat like a volcano larva erupting. He heard the story of Ani's family, especially her brother Tolu who was very much feared by the villagers on the left side because of the ferocity of his once killed a Syrian shaman. All that remains he put aside, hoping Ani regardless of the shackles of the devil.

Mr. Don's last message was asking ustad gersergeants to save his son from his nightmares. The hardest desire to do is also Tolu has become a perverted human and Ani still can not be separated from the chain of demons.

“Tohfa my age is getting older and withered, I will not be able to go quietly before granting the wishes of the late Mr. Don even though we can only save one person.”

The words of Ustadz Gersan are still ringing in his ears.