Indigo Girl Love [Revised]
chapter 4: I started talking to them.....

a month has passed, I am now starting to be able to use my abilities little by little, I am not afraid and not surprised anymore if I meet them, you could say they are ghosts..

people began to come to me. asking for my help, from start to laugh. until I was told to clean the house that he said haunted, they said, they said, the house cannot be sold because it is often seen ghost sightings in the area of the house..

when I started working, cleaning the house, I threw away the ghost. or moved them, of course I was not alone... what I just found out is that rahma is a countryman with that ghost..

I started to go to the house that he said was haunted at first I went around but had not seen anything there, me and sandy deliberately split up, so that we can know where the most space points inhabited by them..

when I entered the room like a room, I saw a little boy running around..

"That kid..!! Rahma you tried to catch her..!! I don't like little children, let alone ghosts." I said, Rahma just fell silent, she chased after the child, and managed to catch and also menenanngnya..

finally the ghost of the little boy was able to calm us down, and now he is held by the rahma..

the boy started crying, "Take off me..!! I'm going to play..!!!" his words whined and began to rebel..

"Be quiet, don't whine, if I don't want to put it in this bottle." I said, The boy fell silent, when I showed the bottle to her, normally, I always put a ghost I couldn't control into the bottle I was carrying..

of course the bottle is the bottle we prayed for. If it is not prayed for. I cannot catch them and hold them in there..

the boy cried and his voice shrieked my ears. I began to growl and threw the boy with the salt I was carrying.. "Silence... I said silence.." I shouted,

I saw the boy crying and in pain when I threw the salt..

I feel a bit sorry to see it, but I must not be careless, because if I let my guard down they will get into me. I can't let my guard down even if the ghost I'm dealing with is a child .

sandy approached, and she pulled the child, then put the child on her body as soon as the body of the sandy move like a child earlier.. also can't be quiet..

"then this is atit.." said sandy.yes of course not sandy, but a child in his body.

"sick why..!!" Answer me..

The boy was silent.. "Rifka wasn't naughty, but papa hit Rifka hard, Sakitt." said his "Mama and papa go.. Rifka ain't coming..!!" say it again

I bowed my body.. "Where is Rifka now..?" ask me.. "Rifka's there, sister." she said, pointing to a locked room from the outside.. "Rifa wants to go home, sister..!" his words, I nodded.. "Well, now you want to look inside..!!" answer me

when I managed to open it, I saw the small body of the rifka that had begun to rot.. looking at the small body of a rifka full of bruises..

maybe the rifka had been dead for a week long nyA and her parents died alone..

I saw it all, suddenly dizzy and nauseous I immediately came out of the house to relieve my nausea..,

The weeping Rifka roared roaring lamenting the path of her destiny,. I looked at Rifka, "Pity you Rifka, you're still very small, but your parents, so much heart to you.." My inner self..

now our rifka is praying, and his body is in the tomb right. Our task is completed, the house can be inhabited . me and the password saw the rifka disappear in front of us.. the girl smiled meaningfully..

maybe he's bothering people around, just wanting to ask for help, driving him home to deserve him at his resting place.

a few days later, I saw the news, if the parents of the rifka had been arrested, and were punished according to their own son..

it's nice that I can help, even though what I help is not only humans..

I earned a considerable amount of income, from the owner of the house, enough money to meet the needs of me and the mother ,

the next day I met someone who was deliberately looking for me. Mother introduced us..

I thought that me and that person would be in business, and mom started looking for me someone who wanted to keep me..

this time I was asked to clean up where this person does business.he said he always lost if he started selling in the market..

I helped her, in good stead, in my opinion.she promised me a wage greater than I asked for. I agreed to start my work on the night.

as usual I asked Rahma for help to help me. But not with sandy, she is not here. sandy left and maybe she will be long back.

inevitably I work alone. only rahma accompanies me. Yes you know. Rahma is also not human, so only I can see and talk to her... it's the same as being alone..

the night began to feel cold.I went around in a two-story shophouse that..

there's a painting that I think is weird..

painting with a creepy face.His eyes seem to follow where I walk.I always glance at the direction of the curve...

"i think the painting, the problem, all his efforts were explained by the painting, there must be someone who deliberately put it, to comply with his efforts." said Rahma..

I approached the painting of the woman in red clothes.I saw her eyes, the longer I looked into the eyes of the painting..

the painting bled out from his eyes, I don't understand why . but I tried to stay focused on the painting..

as I stared at the painting, I got deeper and deeper.he started to tell me what was really going on. and why it was there..

I'm starting to understand everything.I understand why this guy always fails in his efforts..

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