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Disa's body was already feeling better, she started to think the smells she smelled seemed to come from Bu Sum's body, did Bu Sum wear the fragrance of jasmine? but why is there a smell of water as well.

In the middle of her daydream that was wiping the dishes there, Disa was surprised by Yanti.

"Ishhh ... still daydream, until so sad mo ninggalin us?" jest.

He laughed at his friend's words, although that's not what he's thinking right now.

"Dis, later if you take a vacation often play here, huh?" yanti Pinta.

"Yes" answered Disa.

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The night before Disa was lying in her room, she was happy to leave this house, because indeed she was not comfortable living here, not because the inhabitants but this house like a mystery of its own.

"Dis, I haven't borrowed your phone yet to make a phone call, you've just left from here" said Yanti.

"You keep my number. Later you can call on the wartel, thankfully you can buy hp later," said Disa, they laughed, Disa was grateful to get to know them, the first family who would accept him.

In this house there is a house phone, but Disa is sure the servants in this house no one dares to call or pick up the phone for themselves.

The phone must be used only for the purposes of their employer.

Even during Disa's stay here, she had never heard the phone ring.

"Well, what do you want to know about your parents?" disa asks who chose to talk to Yanti, because tonight is the last night she slept with Yanti.

"Pake call the wartel. I called to the house of Mr. Rt, because only the house of Mr. Rt who has a house phone, it's also only if you want to send money Dis, can not be at all call often. Miss Rt I'm a stingy person, but if you send me I must ask my parents to love him too," replied Yanti while grumbling, Disa also laughed at Yanti's grunts.

"Well, who did you call my minjem hape?" asked Disa suspiciously, maybe Yanti will call her lover.

"Yes want to call my friend, just as rich as you. He also told me I could call him. The problem is that if you use a regular phone to the phone costs a lot Dis, so I want a phone that is satisfied with my parents, because it is not free to call Pak Rt. My mother said she was waiting for the same Miss Rt" she lamented.

"Yes, try calling now. You're taking your house, right?" asked Disa excitedly, she wanted to help Yanti talk to her parents, it's already 10 p.m., if Yanti's close friend is certainly no problem.

Yanti also nodded enthusiastically, he also looked for a paper containing his friend's phone number that he stored in the bag.

Yanti's phone was only in response by the operator, many times in the try still the voice of the operator who answered it, Yanti also resigned and returned the phone owned by Disa.

"Why?" ask Disa.

"Ngga is active" Yanti replied briefly.

Maybe his friend's cell phone battery runs out, or maybe he has changed numbers or maybe it has been sold, Yanti knows her friend, she is just like herself a housekeeper, maybe when he has more money he buys it, and if he is unemployed the possibility of the phone is sold to connect life.

They choose to close their eyes immediately, feeling that the body is also tired of working all day.

Disa also closed her eyes, before long she woke up because it was like hearing the voice of Bu Sum.

Disa sees Yanti lying next to her, wanting to wake up but not bear, Disa decides to check the situation outside her room.

Sepi ... but she still heard Bu Sum's voice, she was like she was talking to someone.

Curiosity trumps everything, he who knows not to interfere decides to look.

Bu Sumarni should be self-conscious, it's midnight, he can wake up the entire back room if he speaks not far from there.

According to Disa naturally, if he finds out what is wrong, because he can hear Bu Sum's tone like angry at his interlocutor.

Disa came out, following Bu Sum's voice, she knew Bu Sum was in the back garden, Disa peeked through the large pillar there.

Ms. Sumarni was talking to someone, the distance they were talking was far apart, the man in front of her was wearing white clothes, while Ms. Sumarni was only half her body, being blocked by the plants in front of Disa.

The man's voice seemed familiar, as if he had heard it, Disa was remembering, and a friend of his memory returned as he felt himself daydreaming in his master's reading room, although Disa felt that the incident was really real but she herself could not conclude using her logic.

"Is that guy real? Then who is he?" ask Disa in the heart.

Still busy with her own thoughts, Disa suddenly heard a loud screech from Bu Sum.

Disa who was panicking, intending to help Bu Sum, thought that the man might hurt Bu Sum.

But his steps stopped behind the man's body, he saw the embodiment before him.

"A man with a horse? am I dreaming?" Can swallow the saliva rough.

"Who is Bu Sum? Is she Bu Sum?" Still murmuring in the heart.

Before long the embodiment of Bu Sum rose, Disa who used to know Bu Sum a normal female figure in general suddenly horrified, because the form she saw was like Bu Sum but her appearance was very terrible.

He was oddly shaped, he bent over ready to attack, red eyes with drool dripping, even his hair was shapeless.

He growled furiously, it seemed like he was going to attack this man before him.

Disa also gasped, at that moment Bu Sumarni looked at herself, it seemed like she would be the target of Bu Sum's target.

When he darted away, the man in front of Disa turned to face him, again he was pulled and like being thrown into space, Disa looked down they were struggling, fighting, fighting, frustrated moans came out from Bu Sum.

It was when Disa woke up panting, her breath was choked, Yanti who was next to her immediately gave Disa drinking water.

"Why are you Dis, a nightmare?" tanyanya, after seeing that Disa had downed his drink.

"I ... I .. I guess." That was all he could say, was he having another nightmare?

Now Disa felt all over her body hurt, like she had a duel with someone.

Yanti who saw was confused. "Why are you Dis?" he asked when he would go back to sleep, and saw Disa was massaging his shoulders up to his arms.

"My body hurts all Yan," said Disa honestly.

Yanti wake. "Wait, huh? I'll take the rub oil first, let your body eat it." He's going to the kitchen to get that oil in a P3K box.

Disa, who panicked, felt that what she experienced also seemed real to block Yanti's hand. "No need for Yan, no papa, just sleep again" he asked.

"You catch a cold Dis, it was vomiting, your body was sick, so I took the rub oil, so I can crack it too," said Yanti.

Disa is pleased with Yanti's attention, she hugs Yanti tightly, thanking her with her body language.

When Disa let go of her embrace, Disa was shocked because on Yanti's forehead there was a red mark, the reflex he rubbed it, but it did not disappear.

"That feeling didn't exist, how do you know there's this red?" ask Disa.

Yanti rubbed her forehead. "What's up there, Dis? What red?" he then stood in front of the mirror in their room.

"Ihh, there's nothing Dis, you're so weird, don't let your eyes follow myopic again," he said then out of the room, he would take oil for Disa.

Disa saw the sign, Disa also rose up he reflected if he had the same sign as Yanti.

As he reflected there was nothing on his forehead, Yanti entered with the rubbing oil.

Disa rubbed her eyes to make sure that her eyes were still clear, and sure enough there was still that red mark on her forehead.

If the phone Disa is the output now that the android phone with a mega-mega pixel camera, he must have photographed it, unfortunately this time the phone like Disa is the season, he said, you can only call and text.

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Connect ....