teks: Hartono becomes more agitated. The voice of the evil virgin is getting closer to him... 'You devilish woman. Disturbing the harmony of my soul,' the old man with a thick mustache groaned. Hartono continued to run towards the village of Islamic boarding schools to seek help from the village head in his office. The night grew darker and more eerie... 'Hopefully, I won't die foolishly,' Hartono thought with great hope, looking at the mountains of Surabaya. TO BE CONTINUED
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hate