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CHAPTER 9 THE LAST DOOR

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2 AM. Darman’s house was pitch black.

He’d been locking himself in since earlier. Three locks on the door. The windows boarded up with plywood.

His hands were shaking, gripping a machete.

"Pak... open up..."

A voice from outside. Low.

Darman pissed himself. "Who the hell?!"

"Surya’s kid," the heavy voice answered. Draven.

_Bam_ The door got smashed in.

Draven walked in. His black shirt still stained with Mbah Joyo’s blood.

Behind him, Alina.

Darman collapsed to the floor. "Please... please... I was the one who told them to burn it... I was the one who riled up the villagers..."

"We know," Draven said flatly. "Ten years ago you were screaming the loudest: 'Burn the house! Take their shit!'"

"My mom died in the forest because of you," Draven whispered.

Alina stepped forward. "And your son raped me."

Darman started sobbing. "Raka... it was Raka who did it..."

"Like father, like son," Alina said. The knife was already at Darman’s throat.

One move. Done.

Darman dropped. Eyes wide open.

Draven looked at Alina. "One more."

Alina nodded. "Raka."

They walked out. Leaving Darman’s corpse and an empty house behind.

---

At Raka’s house, the whispers got louder:

_"Alina’s coming for you... revenge..."_

03:20 AM*

Raka’s house was dark. But the kerosene lamps were all lit. From the living room to the kitchen.

Raka sat on the floor. His back pressed against the door. His father’s heirloom Karangasem machete lay on his lap. His hands were sweating so much the handle felt slippery.

Since dusk, the whispers hadn’t stopped.

_“Alina is coming for you... Alina is coming for you...”_

At first it was soft. Now it was like 10 people whispering together in his ears.

“SHUT UP!” Raka yelled. He threw a clay water jug at the wall. It shattered.

But the whispers just laughed.

He remembered Darman’s face from 6 hours ago. Eyes wide open. His neck...

Raka vomited. It was only stomach acid. He hadn’t eaten anything since earlier.

3 AM.

_Knock... knock... knock..._

There was a knocking sound on the front door. Soft. Three times.

Raka held his breath.

“...Who’s there?” His voice was hoarse.

No answer. Only the sound of heavy breathing from outside.

Then a woman’s voice, very soft: “Raka.”

Raka’s heart dropped. That was Alina’s voice.

He immediately stood up. Unlocked the bolt on the back window. He didn’t care about wearing sandals. He just needed to run.

In his mind there was only one place: _The Eastern Forest_.

The villagers said not to go there at night. There was a pack of wolves. 3 people had gone missing there in the last 5 years.

But right now, wolves were safer than Alina.

He pedaled his old bicycle as hard as he could. Raka didn’t look back.

From far behind, a small torchlight was following him. From a distance. Slow. Not in a hurry. Like a cat playing with a mouse.

That was Alina’s torch.

*_to be continued*_

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