
They arrived at the residence of Aunt Kurnia. The tense face was still clearly visible on his fourth face. Aunty Kurnia welcomed them by making orange ice and snacks.
"Kok tense all that face, how was the result?" tanya Aunty Kurnia.
The four are still silent and choose to sit while enjoying a fresh drink made by Aunt Kurnia. Eliminate the heat and tension they just went through.
"Tomorrow we begin coverage of Auntie." replied Sari as she glared at the condensing glass in her hand.
"It's good that way, so Mbak Sari can meet the Usep" said Aunt Kurnia.
Sari stared at Aunt Kurnia, she advanced her body suddenly towards Aunt Kurnia making Aunt Kurnia surprised and turned her back to the back of the chair.
"Aante?!"
"Eeh, mbak Sari why is this aunt mpe shocked you know?"
"What happened to Auntie Daniel after she met Imran? Aunty must have met Imran, right? He never been here?" ask Sari in a row while staring at the face of Aunt Kurnia Sari a short distance away.
"Imranian? Yes, he was here at the time, staying over instead. He also went to the gallery. As Auntie remembers that." replied Aunt Kurnia.
"Is there anything strange, Sari meant after they met or after coming home from the gallery?" ask Sari again.
Aunt Kurnia was silent, she tried to remember the events that almost 15 years had passed.
"Toooh Aunty somewhat forgot mbak Sari, but .. Auntie inget they had a great fight in the pendopo, that abis Imran went away without saying goodbye to Auntie."
"Arrangled? About what?"
"Where Aunty knows, they had a fight in Dutch! Lha puyeng Aunty dengernya." replied Aunty Kurnia with a smile.
Sari limp, that's a less than satisfactory answer from Aunt Kurnia. He returned his body to the chair. The glass that now contained only ice cubes continued to be rotated around with his hands.
Bagas who saw that then approached Sari.
"Why, any other clues?" tannya
"Hmm, not just curious."
"Stoop!"
"Eh, why Lo?" asked Ahmad astonished
"Lo crazy Sar mo open that book?! I just lemes lho ni body abis ngadepin si Juna, later out again dah tu demit dancer! Close up, horror is really a book!" doni panicked
"Well, why is that Don's book, what's the horror?" Ahmad did not understand what Doni meant about the old book.
"Lo don't know Mad, the book was the one that made us cringe all this time! Every time Sari opens that jreeeng book .. The ghost comes out, serem right!"
"Well, yeah, aren't we Ramean here Don? Again where might it be out in the afternoon, ngaco aja Lo?!" said Ahmad
"Heem, this is a child you say you don't believe! Open up Sar let Ahmad know it's demit!" pinta Doni on Sari while waltzing leaving them
"Eeh, where are you going, Lo? Even escaped!" asked Ahmad who did not accept being left by Doni.
"Thin, you wanna come with Lo?!"
"Iiish, the shit of eggplant time!" sahut Ahmad is upset.
Sari and the others laughed at their quarrel. Finally he chose not to open the old book, and put it on the table.
"There is a torn part in this book, after Auntie met Juna. His tearing was hurriedly visible again from the rest of the paper left." Sari continued her story of findings.
"You open this book yourself? When?" Ask Bagas.
"So, when did you guys get into the gallery?"
"The ghost is coming?"
"Yes, he just told me. Be careful they wait!"
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