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The curse is forever part 2

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'' dinda Saraswati '' cried Sang Prabu .

He panicked to find his wife sitting on the floor with both legs wide open.

Soon he approached and helped the woman who called his name to wake up.

After successfully sitting Saraswati in a wooden chair not far from reach, Sang Prabu then swept his eyes. Looking for a lackey figure that he had ordered to accompany and guard his wife.

Sang Prabu's eyes widened like he would jump out when he found the lackey hanging .His chest was pierced by a log and stuck in the wall of the house. Fresh blood was seen dripping from the tip of the wood.

Body's drooping. His head was drowned. Indicates that the body is no longer alive .

Who and how can someone do it ? The Prabu asked without being able to guess what exactly the situation was going on right now.

'' kanda ... ''

The Prabu turned back to Saraswati.

At once his eyes widened again, seeing something red flowing between his wife's legs.

'' I'm fine... ''

'' what really happened, dinda ? How can it be that for a moment I live the lackey can be like that. and you - - ''

'' kanda.hamba please.don't ask any more.

Go now ! Don't waste time.

Please go before it is too late...

hyx... Go your majesty.'' the empress sobbed. He bowed with both hands holding the husband's shoulder, squeezing the silk garment firmly.

The suspicions that he had raised were now approaching again.

The Prabu believes that all these strange things have to do with Saraswati.

For a moment the Prabu wrestled with a mind filled with many questions.

'' I don't understand, dinda. What really happened ? And why do I have to go ?''

'' please, Your Majesty, just go and never come back..''

Prabu took a deep breath with a single pull.

'' okay if that's what you want, dinda.

Let's all get out of here ''

The Prabu was about to step in to call the soldiers he had been assigned to guard outside . But restrained because Saraswati held her hand .

Saraswati.

'' suk-suk is too late .. khan-kanda se-bhaikik just go shen-dhiri... Saraswati voice disjointed . It was like holding something back.

Red eyes. Her tears did not stop flowing.

Likewise with his white face that turned crimson.

Then his hand held off.

And 'bruk' Saraswati fell from the chair with both legs bent on the floor.

He tried to protect his stomach, so as not to kiss the wooden floor of the house.

'' dinda.. '' The Prabu reflex kneeling, he held both shoulders his wife intended to help Saraswati get back up.

But Saraswati refused by thinning it.

'' GO TO KANDA !!! GO !!! "

The Prabu jerked. He was a leader who was so lovable and had never once dared to snap at him like this.

But that's not what surprised him.

He just did not understand what made Saraswati kekeh told him to leave earlier.

" you wait here for a moment.

I will go out and order the soldiers to prepare to go home "

Amidst the pain that ensued, Saraswati tried until finally managed to uphold the body .

She held her husband's arm and looked at him.

" hiks. hiks... free kanda. it is too late.." Saraswati said with tears pouring out.

" ap - what do you mean ? "

" servant please once again... While there is still time, save yourself.. Go now. I'll stay here to hold him "

" you're gonna hold him ? What are you talking about in Saraswati ? I don't understand " at all "

" they're all dead, kanda.

The soldiers ..all of them...

Su-there's nothing left out there "

Half in disbelief, Prabu got up and stepped closer to the door. He wanted to see if it was true what his wife said just now.

' krettttt ' said wooden door he opened slowly.

The Prabu is glued to the beach.

His neck moved slowly .Likewise with his two eyeballs sweeping around him .

All senses are tense .

The fur of the romance stretched.

His knees feel weak.

What is this ? Not long ago it stayed into , how could the state have changed 180 degrees from its previous state ?

The Prabu cannot blink.

He had never seen anything this terrible.

What was before him was something that was hard for common sense to accept.

An expanse of human corpses with mutilated body parts scattered everywhere, plastered before him.

The organs of the body scattered, as well as blood that pooled and splashed around .

The head soldier and ten of his men were killed in a terrible way.

He couldn't even recognize the body because their heads didn't know where they were going.

'' Sharaswatiiiii.

Then came the figure of the grandmother who was out of nowhere.

His entire body was covered in blood with a smile full of horror .

The Prabu took a step back when he saw the grandmother approaching, but her fragile legs did not trace to the ground. Like it's floating.

Could this be his doing ? Terka The Prabu.

But how is it possible ?

This is not something that humans can do.

Anyone wouldn't believe it. Unless this grandmother isn't human.

Shortly before the grandmother approached, suddenly Sang Prabu was pulled in and the door was immediately closed.

Saraswati did it .

The woman took off the handle and leaned against the door.

'' who is he. and why ? '' The Prabu stammered as he still could not believe what he had just witnessed outside earlier.

Saraswati held her shoulder, making Sang Prabu look at her with eyes like a daze.

'' his name is Nyi Sukm.

He was a black magician ''

'' ... ''

'' for a while we will be safe if we stay here. The servant had already made a seal by using the blood lackey ''

The Prabu was shocked to hear his wife's words.

'' you-you killed the lackey I gave you the task of looking after you ? ''

Saraswati nodded.

The lyrics of a mature man depend on his actions.

Though the lackey had just turned 17 years old but had to die as a collision in his hand.

Still clearly reminded him, when he chose and appointed the man as his personal lackey.

He chose it because he knew that the man had never known women intimately aka still virgin.

Just like a virgin. Perjaka also has its own advantages in the mystical world.

And the lackey he had planned would be a collision for today.

The day he had to keep his promise to the teacher, Nyi Sukma.

'' tap-but how can it be ? ''

''for I am also a blacksmith. Servant is a disciple of Nyi sukma ''

' srek ' The Prabu took a few steps away.

'' currently Nyi Sukma is in a weak state.

His body is already on the limit.

He won't be able to get in here until the next seven days ''

Seven days ?

Does that mean they have to survive and be cooped up for seven days in a place like this ?

Then what is the guarantee if the seal made by Saraswati will survive ? Remembering he is only a student.While the creatures out there are teachers whose knowledge is certainly much higher.

If in a weak state only Nyi Sukma can kill all his soldiers so that their bodies can not be united again ?

Either such horror can be created by a Nyi Sukma if he is in the opposite state.

Sang Prabu shuddered.He shook his head , reluctant to imagine it .

'' SARASWATI !!!!

OPEN THE DOOR !

WHY DID YOU PUT UP THE SEAL ?

DO YOU WANT TO AVOID ME ?

HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR PROMISE TO ME, HUH ?!

I NEED A NEW BODY !

I NEED ONE MORNING OF TUMBAL TO COMPLETE MY RITUAL ! "

SO, LEAVE THE BABY AND THE MAN TO ME RIGHT NOW ! '' nyi Sukma's voice raised his ears.

The Prabu was silent.

I don't know what to do or how.

He looked at Saraswati whose body slowly slumped to the floor .

Saraswati's face turned pale. Lips trembling.

Cold sweat seemed to have flooded the entire surface of his skin.

One hand held the stomach, while the other hand pulled the rag, then he opened wide to his two legs.

" arrrggghhh.." heartbreaking screams as if to put each other down with the voice of Nyi sukma who endlessly echoed by throwing the same sentence.

Nti sukma continued - constantly repeating his sentence that billed the promise of Sawasrati and wanted the seal to be opened so that he could enter.

While the Prabu still does not understand.He needs an explanation . But it is impossible, because Saraswati seems to be struggling to give birth.

The Prabu who was afraid when Saraswati told him who she really was, then was filled to see the woman's face grimaced with pain.

Repeatedly Saraswati shouted to vent the extreme pain .

Then, from the birth canal fresh blood flowed more and more profusely . Seeing that, the Prabu rushed over.

" fight, dinda Saraswati. I know you can do it " said the Prabu clutching Saraswati's body and holding her hand.

Saraswati turned her head, staring with tears flowing more and more.

He did not expect if this man still wanted to approach even give support to him after knowing who he was.

" eughhhhhhhhhhh.. arrrggghhh "Saraswati managed to push her out.

Suddenly silent atmosphere. Nyi Sukma's voice was no longer heard.

Even with Saraswati who has managed to give birth to her child.

But there is absolutely no crying sound like it should happen when a newborn baby.

Saraswati sobbed in the remnants of her power.

Until a moment later, he felt his breath as if it had been cut. Dispersed and tightness.

It feels like there are more shelves left.The power has been drained.

Then he threw his body and leaned against the body of the Prabu.

Slowly his breathing slowed down along with both eyes that were closed.

The Prabu tried to resuscitate Saraswati by shaking her body.

But women don't respond.

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