HALLUCINATIONS OF CHARISMATIC BOYS
Chapter 5 Strategy

Gono looked at his father's strange face. The father of his type is optimistic and confident. Now it's like people are suffering and scared. Keternakan.

"I actually miss your father Gon" said the father, telling him his heart was falling apart.

"Who's kangen?" tanya Gono fishing.

"Yes, who else?" the eyes of the father glared, revealing the rest of the remaining awesomeness that was still dwelling..

"I guess I miss Fashionable Ghosts!"

"Husshh.aja cengengesan kowe!" said the father in an unhappy tone.

"Why don't you just go home to finish the longing that roars?"

Father's eyes glared far away. " I can get hit Mbokmu," said the father gave an excuse.

Strong father, strong father, now so powerless. Gono actually wants you to come home soon. Living with your father is wasteful. What good are you to bring him rice and salted fish if you always eat in the shop.

Moreover, the father now knows he has his own income by giving English tutoring children Junior High School. In addition to his greater income is taming the idle ghosts. The collection of ghosts in this house is more and more. Simple and economical life turned out to be only limited to the theory of the father. The theory is not for his father. But it's okay, you live too long in lack. Sometimes living happily, what's wrong?

"I have a bad feeling. Mbokmu will come here, "unexpectedly you will be scared like this.

Gono is not.

"I want to move out of here." Said he didn't play.

Gono. It's town. Not in his village. Not everyone knows dad. What is pay. Even pissing in the terminal alone should be out of money. If it's free, it's the eighth wonder of the world.

"Where are you moving?" There is a serious emergency. If you want a house contract, there is obviously no money for it. Want to find a haunted house? Not every home is free. Father's business turned out to be prolonged like this. You should be gentle with courage to face the ferocity of Mboke.

What is clear is that Gono does not want his father to be a vagabond in this city

Father's instincts are really sharp. An hour after you left the boarding house, the symbok came with a ride motoe gede. Gono knew it was a borrowed motorcycle from Pak lurah of Jombik village. The kind-hearted lurah. Always help people who are desperate for their interests. One of them is by lending the motorbike. The motorbike is specifically for borrowers.

Jacketed black, glazed eyes and wearing tight jeans, the appearance of the symbok really cool and sangar. But the symbiotic face is really not friendly. The angry face of the symb was clearly emanated.

"Your father didn't come here Gon?" tanya Simbok full of probes as soon as he got off the motor and removed his sunglasses.

Of course in the name of world peace and general welfare, Gono did not dare to be honest. He is not looking for disease. He's got to find a cure for his symbiotic heartache. Saving the father while dampening the emotions of the symbol.

"What's the problem Mbok, why look for a father so far here?" Gono playing the charade.

"Children don't need to understand," Simbok closed himself.

"Father did not stop here at all," said Gono as he invited the symbol to enter the house.

The buttocks inflates the nose.

"You don't lie, Gon. I'm your father's mambu prenguse" said symbok sadistically.

Gono must be steady.

"There is no father. Simbok alone that kangen so seemed to smell the existence of the father," Gono still trying to calm the symbol.

The symbok face has lost its appeal. Staring at Gono inside

"Yo wes, saiki endi habtu hantu sing jare your father sangar. Linean in front of me," threatened the symbol.

"Semugih kowe Gon. Like a travel bureau to dare mikniknikniknya them!" the symboc voice boomed. Shaking up this entire boarding house

Not until the afternoon symbok visit the boarding house. Mister and symbok are the same. If you come here always bring rice and salted fish. Just like the days of guerrilla warfare. Darling they do love old man tempo doeloe.

If the symbok is still in this house, the calm can not be achieved. He memorized it, the cymbok was desperate, the action was like a tatikon bull.

To put it bluntly, Gono's heart was already filled with great uneasiness. If the symbok to stay overnight, scatter everything. This house became a killing ground; killing of fields.

They ghosts have been wawanti want not to stay if a picnic to Tawangmangu. To be honest, he would be lonely if the ghosts stayed over. Loneliness is scary. A house that has no ghosts, I don't know why it's so much more haunted. Now his advice could backfire.

If the symbok stay, fashionable ghosts will certainly be crushed to smash hit by the symbok. He doesn't want any murders in this house. Don't want to get caught up in police business. Especially the culprit of his own symb. No need to go to jail.

The return of the symbok that afternoon was greeted with joy. Makes him breathe a little.

"Message Le symbok, keep an eye out for fashionable ghosts of sorts. Call the symbok if you can't handle it yourself. In three hours I'll be here, '" obviously symbok.

Gono just nodded.

"So if your dad stops by, let it go. Then shut up and call me. Let me take you home. His world is rice fields and mud. Cow and goat manure. Not lipstick and glowing. You must help the symbol so that your father can immediately return to the straight path." Simbok gave advice and asked for help from Gono.

Parental affairs turned out to be much more complicated than college affairs.

Simbok has turned on the big motor. The exhaust sounds blaring. Wearing a helmet and sunglasses. The high body of the big symbok increasingly look dashing and macho. A second later the symbols have disappeared with the big motor.

Gono could breathe a sigh of relief.

A mini bus stopped. The ghosts just came home for a picnic.

"Mas Gon, I brought you a nice T-shirt from Tawangmangu," said ghost wewe. If he wears a tight shirt, okay too. Bored ligat he wears a shabby negligee.

"Sugary banana Mas Gon," said the ghost long hair looks beautiful with neatly arranged hair.

Especially wearing jeans.

By the stacked ones.

"Mas Gon, I bought you some sports shoes. Can for jogging," fashionable ghost smile adorable. Thankfully, the symb had come home

There's a grudge seeped in the sister's soul. Since leaving the boarding house, she hopes Gono will look for her. He could sell a little expensive. Here it is, Gono kok anteng only. How expensive do you want to sell? What is sold does not exist. Gono's heart turned away. He could have turned his heart. He's bad at it. The nurse knew she had a shortage.

But loyalty to Gono is nothing to match. He still hopes that Gono will not clap one hand. Thorns in the flesh must be removed, must be removed. Who else if not a fashionable ghost. The melancholy and wretched woman must be defeated.

Going from the boarding house was neatly arranged in the minds of the sisters. He wants to look perfect. No longer looked at one eye. The only way is by operation. He's already doing a fundraiser. His best friend sister his best friend does not accept that his pride is harassed.

Fundraiser PEDULI SISTERS. In one month, hundreds of millions have been gathered. What's more profitable is that she's a former nurse, so the cost of surgery is more skewed. He also thanked the doctor who had a proud piety.

The night before the operation the nurse smiled a smile of her own. In the future there are no more ngesot sisters, but the ones present are beautiful charming sisters.

"Please wait for my current appearance Gon," the sister's grudge is like a fire that burns dry leaves.

His heartache can only be completely cured by getting rid of fashionable ghosts.

The enemy in the blanket is time to be removed. The nurse took the glass and smiled a smile of her own. He imagined walking very gracefully like the way the model walked on the catwalk.

"Gono is indeed a dead price," said the nurse firmly.