Diamond & Head Casper
Reported Satan?

Mr. Iwa and his wife are still on the porch of the house. The departure of a figure who is still a question mark for them.

"Kok mamah feels familiar with the man earlier yes, Pah." Nila's mother expressed her feelings that she had previously accommodated herself.

"The Father feels so too, Mah. But who, huh? Like I've met, I just forgot where." Mr. Iwa tried to re-route his memory of the Good Man. However, still not met.

Then suddenly Mother Nila returned to remember the whereabouts of her daughter who had not found a bright spot. "Well, should we report to the police? We need their help to find Diamond, Pah," he said, starting to panic level two.

"Quiet, Mah. We can't be rash. It hasn't been twenty-four hours, anyway. So, it can not be considered missing or a case of kidnapping," Pak Iwa explained to his wife.

"Oh, Papa knows who to call." Mr. Iwa immediately called someone to help him find the Diamond.

Worry can no longer be hidden. A torrent of sadness as well as anxiety continued to flare on the face of the woman who had given birth to the Diamond. His pair of lips seemed to be unceasingly uttering a series of pleas. While in his heart, a second did not escape from mentioning the name of the baby.

It's true, mother's love is as wide as the endless ocean. More than the love of anyone in this world. No exception to the figure of Dad though. A mother is the most hurt when we are in trouble. The one who grieves the most when his son is tormented. The most sensitive figure and understand the feelings of his son.

For those who still have this beloved figure. Love them. Obey and devote to him while we can. Because we can never guarantee, when the time will stop, and when the time we will walk longer with him.

An hour later

Nila's Mother's smile had been pinned back on her pair of rannum lips. The only princess who he thought disappeared and even kidnapped people, has now arrived at the residence.

So too with Mr. Iwa. Although the relationship between him and his daughter seemed to always experience problems, but the disappearance of Diamond which only took no more than two hours, was enough to prove that he also loved his daughter very much. His heart was agitated, his mind was in a state of turmoil, and his world seemed to be lost along with the fruit of his love. However, still, he did not want to show everything in front of the princess. He did not want a diamond with a big head.

"If you want to go anywhere, you have to give permission to the parents first," he said to Diamond when they were both sitting in the living room. There's a Gempita there too.

"Let the parents not worry and panic" he continued, expressing half of his feelings. Diamond just looked down while saying the word 'sorry' as a sign that he was very sorry for making both parents worried.

Yes, Mr. Iwa had asked about Diamonds to Gempita. Because Mr. Iwa knows very well that in addition to the Clouds, only Narrow is his cup princess's sticky friend. There's no one else. Lucky man whose age almost stepped on the head of five, save the contact of the Ngapak girl. If not, he might be confused himself.

"Yes, already, Om, Aunty, I say retreat yes, worry Mama and Papa also nyariin," said Gempita after explaining the chronology of their escape from the magnificent house before.

At first Mr. Iwa and Ibu Nila, hardly believed the illogical story they told. However, the connection that tells the story is Gempita and strengthened again by Diamond, so they inevitably have to believe. Actually Mr. Iwa is the type who does not believe in stories that smell magical. Because he thought, it was just a myth and a fairy tale just to scare the children in ancient times.

But, this time it was different, who told me was someone who was highly educated. There is no way they make up stories, that's what Mr. Iwa's head is.

After the return of his best friend, Diamond decided to take a break. However, he was a bit hesitant to step towards his room. It was still recorded clearly on his greatest memory what sort of figure the Magic Grandmother grinned towards him earlier.

"Well, I-I can't sleep in your room?" ask her with a stern tone. He was rather pleased to make that request. But his courage also shrunk if he had to sleep in the room that became the nest of demons.

Nila's mother, who understood the princess' fear, allowed Diamond to sleep in one room with her. While Mr. Iwa decided to sleep on the sofa in their room.

"Dam ...!" sakat Angkasa when he got a new notification that managed to make his body temperature suddenly boil.

"Why, Wel?" ask the wind beside him. He was forced to stop his salary because he heard the swearing of his sister.

The two of them were still in the writing room with several other people who also spent their nights there. The wind deliberately invites his sister to be more productive tonight. By producing many new chapters, it will support the performance of his work in this most horror application. Want to not .. yes it should be.

"It looks like there is a human-headed s.e.t.a.n who reported my work on the side of N.O.V.E.L.T.O.N, deh, Brother," explained Angkasa with a view that is still unshakeable from the laptop screen in front of him.

His gaze was very fixed, full of rage. Because he did not expect that his work he painstakingly worked to convey facts and phenomena that are not useful, which should not be done by the human species, the human species, it turns out there are still envious even sensi.

"Are you sure, Wel?" The wind gnashed his forehead deep.

"Confirm, Brother. Try to see this notification!" Space pointed his laptop screen towards the older brother.

The wind could only sigh violently. His gaze followed closely to see the white screen. "Are you sure you don't want to do your own work?" the question again convinced the sister.

"Geez, Brother, why do I want to delete my own work, like a lack of work," Space lice who may have been upset. It could be, he felt that the Wind did not believe his words.

"Come in the sense," said the wind while propped up by the chin. "Yes, no papa, Wel. Get excited, take the positives!" he shouted to the sister who still had a sour face. He still does not think that there are still people who contradict the truth.

"Surely, Brother." Space lifted his body. Form a ready sitting position like a student who has regained his fighting spirit, after experiencing a bad value jolt. "Okayak gini, I even more eager to convey the truth," he said with a steady soul. "As long as N.O.V.E.L.T.O.O.N does not approve, my position is still safe, Brother." He lowered his eyebrows towards his brother with confidence.

"Well, that's his sister the Windstorm." The wind shifted its swivel chair towards Space. "In front of him you must be more determined and diligent again, Wel!" An encouraging pat landed heavily on the shoulders of Space. "Because there will certainly be many trials and storms that will come to you. Moreover, not many people like it if we invite to the truth. Because if heaven is easy to get, it is impossible for God to create hell as his companion," he continued at length as if he was giving tausiah. "Keep fighting, Wel." There was a thin crescent moon-like arch that appeared on a pair of lips belonging to the Wind.

Things like this have been felt before. So, naturally, if he is more experienced in dealing with pebbles even large stones faced by a writer in reaching the highest peak.

Space just nodded while smiling. He felt lucky to have a sister like the Wind. In addition to good, the wind is also very able to protect and protect his brother. "Sister will always support you," said Wind again which makes Angkasa smile widely. Feeling full support from the brother, Angkasa again wrestled with his laptop to produce works lovingly.

B.O.D.O.A.M.A.T with the dislikes.

B.O.D.O.A.M.A.T with the spiteful.

B.O.D.O.A.M.A.T with terror behind the scenes.

Because everything is made and delivered with sincerity and truth, God will intervene.