Ghaib Explorer (Gaib Pawang Group)
Chapter 124: The Grief House
The coffin is not open yet. They are still on the way. Inside the ambulance were two human beings sitting beside the coffin.
She is Rachel and Thariq. This ambulance is heading towards the location sent by Rachel's mother.
It's been half an hour but they haven't arrived. Rachel watched the white coffin. Then he touched it.
"Hopefully this body has arrived at the residence. They could be buried very well soon!" rachel expressed her hope.
Thariq smiled. Then her burly palm that was bigger than Rachel's hand was anchored right above Rachel's.
This surprised Rachel. Slowly both his eyes were fixed on Thariq who was also looking at him. There Thariq said,
"Aamiin baby!" thariq.
It was unlucky for Rachel to stare directly at that sacred face. His heart began to rumble as their eyes met. Plus the soft tone of speech made Rachel even more lulled.
It feels like the man in the chest is still breathing. He will rebuke both of them for making out in front of the dead.
A small tuyul since earlier was also inside the ambulance. I don't know where it came from. The tuyul was silent not reacting at all.
His head was large and his face was old. The head is bigger than the body. It was about as big as a large Aqua bottle. Yes, that's the size.
Several times Rachel and Thariq checked their wallet data. Perhaps the hungry tuyul needed a penny he would take from their wallet.
"It feels like I don't want to buy Wawan ice ae him!" said Thariq joking while glancing towards the tuyul.
"Hahahaha! Where would he want to drink blood!" rachel said chimed in.
"Wah Cecilion!" answer Thariq. Trying to remember one of the mobile legend characters a vampire named Cecilion.
"Basin the gaming boy!" rachel told him.
They both laughed. The joke made them unconscious if the place they were headed was almost there.
The two drivers opened the door. The body began to be removed. Rachel and Thariq also came out from inside.
Here they are. The funeral home is not far from the home of her mother Rachel. The mystical Eve of the three-story funeral home was clearly out.
The smell of Danur has always been a hallmark of the Grief House. For the indigo owners of the eyes of the supernatural explorer this smell is always sacred and synonymous with the dead.
"We've arrived!" said Cak Dika while looking at the building of the funeral home.
"Yowes let's go straight in ae!" marsya added.
When Cak Dika and Rara took the lead into the Grief House. Right in front of the entrance when Cak Dika will open it.
The sound of the singing voice was also a cry mixed into one. They Gautama Family simultaneously closed their eyes.
When the doorknob was opened they said their greetings,
"Assynnya!" say them simultaneously.
The room is quite spacious. There was right in front of them a reception desk. To the right left of the receptionist right in the corner of the room was a ladder parallel to the next floor.
Cak Dika approached the receptionist. Then there he expressed his intention to meet Mr. Kevin as the husband of the woman who died due to the explosion.
Hearing that one of the receptionists led them. He led Cak Dika and his entourage to go upstairs.
Apparently there the lighting is quite dim. The room above is in the form of a long hallway. Like a labyrinth but on the left right side there are many doors.
That's where the bodies are laid. They were bathed and then in makeup. When it almost got to the end of the hall. There's a junction there.
The receptionist took a left crossing and was right there at the end not far from where they were. There is a room with room number two.
Suddenly they were Cak Dika's entourage all who were there were shocked. Why the room number could be the same as the room number of the old man's body they just took.