THE NOBLE FAMILY'S MONEY-SURGICAL (NGIPRI KETHEK) PART-16 @bacahorror @IDN_Horor #fridaynight #monkeystories #scarystories
Who will eventually have to deal with Mr. Lingga and government officials? By the way, Raden Kuncoro and Nyai Ratih are the latest figures involved in this black magic practice, which will last for the next 15 years. This will be revealed in part 19.
I'll drop parts 1-15 later, okay? Be patient...
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
Part 14
Part 15
Part 16
Part 17
Part 18
Part 19
PART XVI "THE 9TH VICTIM" That night, my father and mother were in the living room. While discussing the progress of Mas Rahardian, my mother also asked about the progress of Mas Cipto.
Mother was very worried that Mas Cipto would be the next victim. All the signs pointing to Mas Cipto as the next victim were clearly visible.
Moreover, Mas Cipto became the target of the Kala Ireng spirit's pursuit. If Kang Waris hadn't protected Mas Cipto, he would likely have been killed and made the next victim in Raden Angkoro and Pak Lingga's scheme.
"Sir? How is Mas Cipto? His stomach has shrunk again, right?" asked the mother. "Thank God, ma'am. Mas Cipto is fine. However, this second attack was a little more severe.
To the point that something in Mas Cipto's stomach really contained a terrible object.'' Father explained. ''What do you mean, sir?'' Mother asked.
"In the first attack, an eel emerged from Mr. Cipto's anus. And this time, using the egg method, something inside Mr. Cipto's stomach contained nails and other sharp objects, even small insects."
Suddenly, my mother covered her mouth. She imagined the attack actually hitting her. My father, watching the scene, remained silent. My mother was used to being swept away by the story.
She seemed to internalize, absorb, and feel it as if she were the victim of the attack. Father also massaged Mother's neck. Perhaps the lack of rest was a sign that Mother was easily fatigued and sensitive to such things.
"Come on, Mom. We'll stop all of this in a moment." Mom looked at Dad's face. Her dark complexion was slightly raised, as if indicating a lack of confidence in what Dad had said.
"Sir! Raden Angkoro is no ordinary man. He killed Mbak Ina, Sugeng, and also Ibu (Nyi Endang). Not to mention the joining of Pak Lingga, who comes from the government. They are all difficult to defeat," Ibu explained.
Father simply nodded in understanding. He understood what Mother meant. However, Mother still didn't understand that things that happen in this world don't happen because of what we think.
Rather, behind it all lies God's intervention, who happened to be testing His creatures when given a favor. If this human were more grateful, perhaps he wouldn't have done that.
However, if a high standard of living is prioritized, a high-fashion lifestyle is a stingy pursuit of humanity.
That night, my father invited my mother to go to bed first. He didn't want her to constantly think about bad things, especially something that would trap her thoughts in a constant state of sadness.
However, Dad preferred to sleep in the living room. He wanted to look after Mom and Mas Rahardian. Dad had a feeling that something was different tonight.
Father felt like a visitor had come to visit, or perhaps to bring an unexpected surprise. He feared only one thing: if she was asleep in the room, he feared it might be a supernatural visitor who could enter at will.
Then, he brought something that might not be good for his wife and child. It's unclear whether this attack was the same as the one inflicted on Mas Cipto, or whether it was different in nature but carried a much greater risk.
Father didn't take that step. He would rather sleep outside to protect them both than sleep soundly in bed while the two people he loved suffered because of his presence.
A gentle night breeze blew outside. Its familiar, whistling sound would sometimes wake my father and make him close his eyes again.
Father was restless. This time, he couldn't sleep soundly, perhaps because he felt uneasy and worried about the whereabouts of his wife and child. And sure enough, at 1:00 a.m., a visitor arrived.
The lights, which had been on, suddenly went out by themselves. The sound of the wind outside the house was replaced by a strange, mysterious noise.
It sounded like someone furious. The growl was clearly audible, right in front of my father's face. My father desperately wanted to open his eyes. But alas, this drowsiness completely enslaved him.
Then, the sound grew louder… ''Rrrrrr…..'' Father kept his eyes closed. While trying to calm down, he felt the sound was coming from his own suggestion. He was trying not to panic too much when something made him feel stressed.
Because, if it was indeed a message from Raden Angkoro, it was definitely the black Kala genie. And indeed, when his body was at its most exhausted and unable to move, his energy rapidly drained.
Furthermore, he couldn't do anything about it. Not long after, something grabbed his father's face. Its rough hands and sharp nails startled him.
Father slowly opened his eyes. His gaze fell on a hand with very long, sharp nails. The color was also somewhat unique. The knuckles had a jet black pattern with a hint of red.
Not long after, the figure slowly began to strangle the father's neck. At first, the force of the choke felt very light. However, over time, the grip became very strong.
With its sharp nails, of course, the father's neck felt pain because the stabs from the figure's nails felt like razor blades cutting the father's neck.
''Astaghfirullah … '' ''Rrrrrrrrrr … '' The voice of the black ghost really made my father's ears ring loudly. His very scary face seemed to give my father a feeling of fear.
However, because my father had been trained to be able to deal with figures who had contact with him, my father's mouth and heart continued to murmur to mention the names of Allah.
The goal is that all disturbances that lead to actions that cause harm to your father, with God's help, will all disappear.
The figure continued to strangle the father until his entire body was completely immobile. Instead of struggling, his legs were completely restrained, leaving him unable to move at all.
Then, not long after, the figure slowly released its hands when it noticed something was present right in front of the house's door. It was unknown who it was, but the black kala genie appeared frightened and released both of its hands.
A moment later, the black ghost ran towards the back door of the house. My father really wanted to chase after the figure, but since the black ghost had occupied his body, he couldn't move at all.
Father tried to calm himself. His breathing was still erratic. He didn't know what had just happened that had caused the black ghost to come to his house with such a terrifying expression.
Apart from that, the father realized that the kala ireng genie he met now was different from the kala ireng genie he met before.
It seems that with Pak Lingga joining the ranks of Raden Angkoro, this makes the figure of the black Kala genie a figure with very frightening energy.
If this is true, it means that the shaman employed by Mr. Lingga played a big role in making the figure of the black Kala genie look so perfect.
There was nothing else he could do but continue sleeping. He tried to close his eyes for a moment, hoping that it was just a minor incident that wouldn't happen again.