Bad Boy In The Good Boy
Burning Scorched Painting

"Lu ngerasa no?, like there is someone who ngutin us so behind" said Reza staring at Ruri with a scared expression.

Hearing Reza's words, Ruri and Davira looked behind them.

"The car behind us you mean?" ask Ruri.

Reza looked back at the car that Ruri meant.

"No, but I don't think there's anything we're following, but I don't think it's like humans who don't follow us" Reza said.

"Devil you mean that?" ask Ruri.

"It looks like it is, look at it, goosebumps" Reza said pointing at his hand.

"Your wishes?, just a little AC" said Ruri.

"Not Bambang!" reza was upset.

"Well continue?, don't make it up to Ja" said Ruri.

"Eh, I'm serious" said Reza.

Ruri ignored Reza's words. Reza finally fell silent because his words were not trusted by Ruri.

After a few minutes of silence in their car, they arrived at Ruri's house.

"Tokk. tokk. assalamualaikum" said Ruri knocked on her door and went straight into it.

"Your house is very dark Rur" said Reza.

"Yes, it's very strange, usually if it's still bright at this hour, but yes, open the window" said Ruri who immediately opened the curtains and windows of her house.

"Don't you because of that woman's painting?" ask Davira.

Ruri and Reza who heard it were instantly shocked and stared at each other.

"Whose painting is it?" ask Ruri.

"How do you know, you know that I'm not good at drawing, make the rice fields just a triangle connected" said Reza.

"Hm yeah, I keep that picture suddenly on your desk anyway?, is there anyone who has been visiting your house jam gw and Davira?" ask Ruri.

"None, last I returned from that place yes no one has visited, only you are the same Davira doang, so I thought it was you who drew, you draw, kan you are good at pictures not kayak gw" said Reza.

"Hm yes, but I don't know the girl in the painting, how do I draw it?" ask Ruri.

"Yes that's a woman from your imagination" Reza said.

"The painting was found with Davira, how do I try to paint it in Davira's hands?" ask Ruri.

"Wah Ra, it means that you are painting right?, already do not make parno, I gw the person is afraid of Ra, not funny Ra's oath" said Reza.

"Gw just don't know the same girl who is not working very hard I paint her" said Davira annoyed.

As they were arguing, suddenly there were many sheets of paper flying in the air, and there was one paper that fell right on Ruri's face.

"Why suddenly there's paper flying?, the feeling I don't put a pile of paper outside deh, uh this what the hell else fell on my face" said Ruri who immediately took the paper attached to her face.

"Well, this is a painting of the woman in your house Za" Ruri said as she looked at the piece of paper.

"Well, how could you suddenly fly here anyway?, so weird" said Reza.

"We're going to the airport now" Ruri said, patting Reza and Davira on the shoulder.

"Why go to the airport?" ask Reza.

"We go to Amsterdam now, it's not right here, afraid that we've been here too long something bad even happened" said Ruri.

"No Rur, according to me yes, we find out first about the woman in this painting who, if we fly directly to Amsterdam, is not the more dangerous?, he said?, afraid he is still following us, and if there is a much more danger Rur, I'm afraid it will be fitting we fly he is even more becoming, how?, mending we find out first, first, let's solve this problem first" Reza said.

"Yes the hell you're right too, you said right, you started being terrorized right back home from that place, is that okay?" ruri asked looking at Reza.

"Where the hell are you from?" ask Davira.

"Gw also had time to go to the cemetery in Trunyan village as well" said Reza.

"Well, you do something that is not appropriate times, you sometimes minus his brain, someone does not like the times, so do not follow you, or maybe no one has a crush on you, you, that's why you come back to Jakarta" said Ruri.

"No, I just doang photos, besides there are also many photos, so I follow" said Reza.

"He likes it the same time you Za" said Ruri holding back her laughter.

"Cie mas Reza, got a new chick" ledek Davira.

"What the hell are you guys, how are you doing?" ask Reza.

"Gw ever watch a movie that he said if it was burned so terror, do we burn this painting?" ask Ruri.

"It's a good idea, yes it's burned" said Reza.

"Nih wear a match I just" said Reza gave his gas match.

Ruri burned the painting that had been on her face.

"We are going to Amsterdam now, hopefully nothing happens, this painting we have burned too" said Ruri.

"You sure?" ask Reza.

"Just be wise, read the prayer, Allah SWT will surely protect us, humans are higher than the jinn, do not be afraid, everything has been arranged by Him, have gone to the airport" said Ruri smiling.

"Yes" said Reza.

"For a while but I'm the same Davira take clothes first" said Ruri.

"OK" said Reza.

After the painting was scorched on fire Reza felt very relieved like never before. His heart was much calmer than before.

"Udah ayok street" said Ruri.

"Remain" said Reza.

"But I was my personal driver first, saying we were going to Amsterdam" Davira said.

"OK" said Ruri.

"Mas, said my personal driver, he did not come to Amsterdam, his son was sick, he said, his body heat" Davira said.

"Yes, we went straight to the airport" said Ruri.

"Yes" said Davira.

Ruri, Davira, Reza and Ruri's private driver go to the airport to go to Amsterdam, where her wedding reception is.

"It feels different since the painting was burned" Reza said.

"Well, it's a lot quieter, isn't it?" ask Ruri.

"Yes really" said Reza.

"Kok I don't know anything?" asked Davira with her innocent face.

"Davira, look, you weren't invited, you weren't our circle" Reza told Davira.

Ruri heard Reza's words and laughed.

"Kok you even laugh anyway mas?, hm ngeselin really deh" said Davira pouting.

"Your face is funny" Ruri said with a laugh.

Davira who heard only turned her head for a moment to Ruri and turned her gaze directly to walk up the plane.

Davira takes a decent seat away from Ruri, Reza and Ruri's private driver.