
Pardi occasionally yawns he began to get tired it feels. The laptop screen there makes both his eyes sore. The clock on the wall shows two o'clock in the morning.
There was only one of him on the third floor at the moment. There is no other man but himself. Some other broadcast rooms were also empty.
Pardi recalled that a few hours ago Laras said that someone would come at three o'clock. Which means it's an hour away.
From inside his pocket Pardi took out the talisman that Laras gave him. Pardi noticed that for a moment.
"Antique stuff apparently!" said Pardi while watching the object above his palm.
"Where did he buy this?" ask Pardi wonder.
But he was again reminded that Laras was no ordinary girl. This barrel is famous here. Some say Laras has supernatural abilities.
By looking at this amulet. Pardi who had not believed it too much slowly began to believe. Pardi put the amulet back in his pocket.
When the song he played was over. Pardi again grabbed his earphones and wore them. Her lips were right in front of the mich.
The moment when he will speak. In the earphone there was a voice of a man.
Pardi rounded his eyes in disbelief. The man made a heavy and horrible voice. Between the grunts he said,
"Give me back my damage!" abugn.
That sentence made Pardi goosebumps instantly. He took off his Earphone and stood up. That's enough, he's really scared right now.
When he turned around he was going down. Right at a distance before him stood a terrifyingly headless figure.
He was right there on the stairs down and next to the elevator.
Beats up! You mean the demon Iki opo? Isok dead stiff I nek ngene iki!. Pardi said in his heart.
He's stuck there unable to budge. Maybe because he was too scared even he could not scream.
The stumped demon slowly approached Pardi who was still dumbfounded. He's approaching, he's getting closer. The closer the demon was to him. The lights dimmed.
Until when the ghost of the head of the muffled until close to Pardi. The sparkling lights that go out and turn on again turn the form of a dumbfounded ghost into a kuntilanak in red.
In front of Pardi the pale face was staring at him. His eyes were red-hate. And again, the echoes of his laughter were shrill. The two astral hands were anchored right between Pardi's faces.
Oh God, please God!. Pardi's words are no longer powerful.
In this moment he was only able to leave. As the kuntilanak continued to laugh in front of him. That fear made Pardi unable to think using his logic.
Slowly he forced his right hand to take out another talisman belonging to Laras from inside his pants pocket.
When the amulet was already held. Pardi showed exactly the talisman on the kuntilanak figure. The talisman was right in front of Mbak Kunti's face.
Look at the amulet that Pardi showed. Kunti's mbak reflex is incubating. His terrifying voice pierced into Pardi's dim.
The lights there dimly lit dimly lit up repeatedly. Until slowly the figure began to fade and disappear.
The loss of that figure in front of Pardi. Made Pardi unconscious for a moment. Man who has never seen an apparition.
It will be very hanged and scared. If they appear first in front of you.
The broadcast there is still going on. However, what was the power of the announcer who had been lying limp on the floor unconscious.
The clock continues to turn. And time goes on. Until when the wall clock shows exactly three o'clock. He was a young man, a radio announcer worker was also there coming.
When they were right on the third floor. The sound of radio broadcasts still going on made them astonished.
Their eyes searched for the existence of the room who was holding the broadcast. When they follow the source of his voice. They were both shocked to find Pardi the new boy collapsed on the floor.
"Oh God!" they said they both then carried Pardi to the dugout.
When I was there. When his body was lying on a white bed. Pardi vaguely opened his eyes and said to the two people who helped him.
Hearing that both of them contacted Laras and Aldo at that time. Their calls were apparently missed.
They kept in touch with Aldo and Laras. At that time their call was connected at exactly half-five in the morning. Where it is the time for the mosque to proclaim the adhan shubuh.
At that time both Laras and Aldo had just finished praying. When they finished, they sat together in the living room.
When they tinker with cell phones. How surprised they were to see so many missed calls back then.
Luckily the call called them again. Aldo picked him up immediately.
In the middle of the conversation, Cak Dika and his siblings joined Laras and Aldo in the living room.
The sensitive Aldo also activated his phone speaker. For what his friend said across the street was about the supernatural.
Cak Dika stared at Aldo for a moment. But then all the humans in the living room began to focus on listening to the one voice on the phone.
From that explanation, the weak Pardi tried to explain what had happened to him at that time.
Dika's sister leaned on the head of the sofa. Trying to secure his growth there. Both hands are folded on the chest.
"Sir, isn't gas?" marsya asked Cak Dika who was still silent.
The call is closed. Their current gaze was fixed right towards Cak Dika, the Mascot.
"Where is Mas? Want to help them?" aldo asked Cak Dika.
"Well, if anyone needs help, why don't we help?" cak Dika replied smiling.
"But I want to see what the problem is!" said Cak Dika again while staring at Laras.
Laras did not know that Cak Dika was currently staring at him. But he felt that look. Laras is a sensitive person.
There Laras began to tell what he saw last night in his inner eyes. Something about an heirloom, called a keris. And the man who took it.
Laras also relates that there were two kuntilanak that he saw there. Also one old man who was standing some distance away from where they were. The old man was watching the keris taker.
While telling a story, Cak Dika grasped Laras' right hand and he was closed. There he was not just listening.
But he also saw what Laras had seen. The story was over and Cak Dika started to open his eyes.
"There's a wicked stuff the aura! That retrieved kris is currently being placed on top of your broadcast building. There was one person, he deliberately took it with the intention of wanting revenge. I don't know who he is! But, maybe if I catch one of his pet demons or his kris. I'll probably know who deliberately took the heirloom!' cak Dika explained.
"That means it's plugged in there because it wants to be made to hurt people, Mas?" aldo asked Cak Dika.
Cak Dika nodded confirming Aldo's question.
"Your talisman you gave to Pardi?" rachel asked Laras this time.
Laras nodded his head hearing that. Then Rachel smiled.
"Sir, let me try mediating there! That pet demon Kunti must still be there!" rachel said to Cak Dika.
That bold enough request made Cak Dika smile. It seemed like Rachel slowly started to change in caring. Cak Dika was very happy to feel.
"How do you want mediation?" ask Cak Dika.
Rachel walked up to Cak Dika and stopped right in front of him.
"The amulet has a waiter! The guard also belonged to the Queen's army. Before we get there, maybe I can teleport Sukma there. Try me to explore first, how strong the creature is its aura!" rachel answered explaining.
Cak Dika smiled then nodded hearing that. Rachel turned around and sat down cross-legged. Both of his eyes closed. In an instant, its dimension was changed into the next realm.
Rachel's body is empty in the human realm. It is currently being filled by Barend. Because if left empty. Then there will be many evil spirits who vying to control Rachel's body.