Jailangkung Season 2 Party
EPILOGUES
The teenager in high school clothes entered the old building located at the foot of the hill. Old abandoned house, with a reot building.
“Waw... This time I feel a spectacular truant.” Excite the High School girl with the appearance of a rebel.
Pink hair light up, with shaky clothes and super short skirts. To cover his legs he wore black leggings which he ripped from thigh to knee.
He wore a large size giwang on a pair of earlobes that were also pierced.his yellow skin made him look physically beautiful.
She is beautiful, but all of it is worthless with her behavior that is indeed ansos and rebel it.
Meanwhile, another teenager stands on a wall still displaying family photos.
The boy was also wearing the same uniform, High School. However, his appearance
neat and stylist.
Wearing uniform in a normal, normal size manner. Normal schoolgirl haircut, normal straight. Wearing a quarter glasses that adorn the sharp nose.
What makes the child impressed stylist is a black sweater designed by a famous designer, Arinda Style.
The bright brown eyeball looked at the figure on the Frame.
“Saaaaa... later if bully people, cave borrow this place huh?” exclaim that girl.
He was busy looking at the tall wooden pole and it looked sturdy. “Saaa... You heard me ga?”
Being ignored, he was bored.
“Don't do it donk bestie. The cave already knows how to take revenge on Debi and the gank. Cave wants to kidnap and bring them here.” He approaches his friend.
“Saaa...!”
He saw his friend who was still interested in seeing the old photos displayed there. He saw a family photo. Girls who look their age pose with their mother.
“He Who is Sa?”
“She's my mother.”
“Arinda? tanten Arinda is that time? Ga similar,”
“That's my Mami. The one in my mom, Ras. My birth mother.”
“He is now where?” ask Laras without any pity.
“She's somewhere. And only I can bring him back, said Mami.”
The barrel just nodded. Actually he doesn't understand. But what power, two different people of the world and life's problems will not understand each other.
“Mother you are beautiful!” laras said sincerely.
“Thank you!”
“Because I already praise your mother, means I can use this place to beat up children who are distracted kit aitu?”
“Bby...who knows they are useful to bring me up with my mother.” Satria
smilingly.
The face of the Barrel is red. This time he could not deny, if Satria has a sweet smile mamikat. “Saaa.. let's go back to school. It's too late, and the distance of this place to the city is 3 hours.”
“OK!”
These two teenagers immediately left this place. The night was getting late and Satria realized this quiet place would be crowded when the sun had set behind the big mountain.
He pulled Laras' hand to ride the car that was lying in front of him. Laras felt stubborn, while Satria did not make his treatment as a special action.
“Mbok Lastri, you heard..”.
“I also saw Rohi. He's grown up. Madam Arinda does her job with
fine.”
“She will meet her mother.”
“But he will die.”
“Or Merry will die.”
“Wrenching destiny.”
“Can you prevent Rohi?”
“What should I do, Lastri?”
“Do the same with Merry.”
“Do what?”
“Protect the child. He can't die. Merry wants that too.”
“When did Merry ask?”
“When he was still a human being. At that time he wanted to protect Satria with all his abilities, despite the life of the bet.”
“Really?”
Lastri nodded. “Meet him Rohi, and protect him.”
“Lastri...”.
“Partially if you're long idle, you just make the house a mess.”
Rohi remained silent. The devil does not like to be at home. Rohi then returned to see the matic car driving away from the house.
“He who leaves will certainly return home.” Rohi's Mumbles.
Jailangkung Party 2
Home Sweet Home
The End's?
Thank you to all readers who have reached the end of the capter "Pesta Jailangkung 2 _ Home Sweet Home." Thank you for the patience and support that gave me the passion, and the memory to finish this story.
Your patience is my guilt
and your memory of continuing to charge is my spirit form
I am very open to criticism and suggestions from readers to continue to give birth to original stories that are getting better.
And it seems that I will not stop just to write horror genre stories in Novel Toon.
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