
Lidya stood at the door that was deliberately wide open. Indeed Lidya himself who opened the door as soon as he heard the sound of a car engine that was entering the garage. Lidya's eyes were already glaring. Wow, that's scary.
Pretty just a grin. "H-hey, Mum, you aren't sleeping yet?"
Lidya clucked and shook her head. "Pretty, Pretty...in this late hour, where were you going?"
"Hehehe..." Pretty grinned and played the ends of her hair.
Aji just smiled, as this man still did not understand the language used in the Pretty family. Pretty said it was English, and learning it was hard right. Aji stress himself, when learning the language right. However, judging from Pretty's birth mother's expression, Aji knew one thing. Pretty must be getting scolded. Not only this time, Pretty was scolded by her biological mother, who Pretty had previously been. Surprisingly Pretty must have poured out Aji's vile heart.
With the language that Aji understands, Aji excuses to Lidya to go to her room in a separate building from Pretty's pretty big and luxurious house (which Aji says at the beginning of her appearance, which she claims to have been, the house is like an angel's palace). Take it easy, Lidya is not a bulai, who does not know Indonesian at all. Despite having European blood, due to his stay in Indonesia - which was long enough, of course Lidya understood and allowed Aji to go to his room. Aji leaves Pretty who is still Lidya's nagging.
In the house that is also Aji's room and there is also the bathroom, Aji is now located. Aji hasn't really slept. The clock on the wall showed at 12:45 in the morning. Midnight is past. According to some residents, the area where Pretty lives is quite haunted. Mango trees in the yard of Pretty house, he said, often visited kuntilanak or genderuwo (when in fact, the tree was only often visited by some flying animals such as bats, pigeons, pigeons, or tekukur). Ah, Aji is not afraid at all. After all, before arriving in Pretty era, let alone demit, a thief who suddenly entered his house, Aji immediately hit with his martial arts. Please understand, Aji used to enter a silat college, where there was one of the masters there had a fairly high inner knowledge. This master, the rumor is, once managed to defeat some supernatural beings. It's not just a rumor anymore, but it's a fact like that. Aji himself heard it from the mouth of the master, and was taught some aji by the master (Well, Anin and Aya rightly turned out. Aji does have magic, which has been honed through a silat college).
Aji was pacing around in that small building. This time only Aji stayed alone. Since Lani left, and since Aji returned to Pretty's house (and never disappeared again), Lani's family hasn't lived in the small building for a long time. His son Lani was taken by Lani's wife who decided to return to his hometown in Cilacap and pursue his new career as a small plantation owner who tried to be raised professionally in order to globalize. Although it is no longer in the small house, the photos of Lani and her family are still stored neatly, because it is Lani herself who prints and displays.
Aji looks at the photo of Lani who is dead. Drops upon drops of tears came out of Aji's eye peluhan. Aji misses Lani.
...
Aji accepted it confusedly. "Died? Nanging, kene ora ana time."
Lani didn't seem to have heard wrong. Amused also him, but there is a sense of annoyance as well. His master's son introduced him to the people from which village? Was this Aji taken from a remote area of Indonesia?
"Ora ono kali and kene. Kowe in the bathroom. Wanna?"
"Bathroom?" Aji is confused. "My what?"
"Tuh-" Lani pointed to a small room in the corner of the house. "-I name'e bathroom. Ing ngendi we have you. Ojo kakehan takon hotel. Mumet iki me."
Aji nodded and saw the middle-aged man grunt just like that - leaving Aji who was still confused. What is the way to bathe in this world, Aji thought. Replace the confused Aji.
...
Finishing Aji's nostalgia in his mind, he decided to go to sleep. And, ah, who would have thought Aji moved again. Whether it's moving dimensions, whether it's moving the world, whether it's moving time, anyway Aji is no longer in the same place as Pretty.
As soon as Aji opened his eyes, there was the figure of Slamet and some strange new friends according to Aji. Slamet thrust his hand while giving a warm smile Slamet to Aji. Said Slamet, "Welcome back, Aji. It just so happens that we all need your help."