Love U Like FIRE's
Viral Massage Shaman

"Where is this?" emilia asked astonished once their car was artfully driven in front of a shophouse with a signpost crossbeam of alternative medicine.

"Lo's legs are massaged here huh, Mil. This place is already famous," said Zeta persuaded.

"Wouldn't do it" refused Emilia quickly. His cousin was careless, his grunts in the heart.

""You, dong, Mil. When we returned to auntie in a state of disrepair," Maria coaxed in with a look of compassion.

"Gue isn't an item, maria mercedes," Emilia's grunts annoyedly made Maria smile comically.

"Not to mention if grandma knows. Can abis all of us. Would you like to be sent back to Linda's mom?" threatening Arinka scares.

But the truth is so. If grandma knows about the sprained feet Enilia because of her actions that wear heels when naek roller skates, yes. Emil will be sent abroad for S3 school, and they will be under house arrest for three months.

"But I don't want to go to the shaman. I want to see a doctor" refused Emilia ngeyel. He could not imagine how painful it would be when his legs were pulled together.

"It's not a shaman, bego. It's the masseur..No nyampe se jam you have been confirmed to be cured. If the doctor, even his business added runyam ntar. You will be asked to use crutches, your feet in a cast. Lo want?" cecar Zeta is long. Between forcing and fear of being discovered by the extended family and getting the consequences they do not want, makes it continue to affect Emilia's mind.

"By my legs are crooked you want responsibility" Emilia continued to refuse. He doesn't want to. You've seen his friend massaged to scream so sick.

"It's not an abal abal masseuse. He is famous on youtube. Her followers have been very many, almost a million, Mil," explained Maria half whining.

Haah, the masseur has almost a million followers? Can massage massage get so many followers? inner Emilia did not believe.

"Can endorse, dong," he said unconsciously. Forgetting the ongoing topic. Emilia wants to be endorsed. Unfortunately, his junlah followers did not nyampe a hundred.

Gini really feels defeated by the masseuse, he lamented.

"Pastill. All oil for massage. oil in the wind, must be advertising there," continued Zeta excitedly.

"Wiiih, must be rich huh. But, really, the treatment shophouse is simple?" emilia did not believe it. It should have had a big house. Not ruko.

"This is, right, his workplace, Emiiil. The house must be very luxurious" added Maria with a very convincing tone of voice.

Emilia fell silent, trying to think about the words of her two cousins.

"This is guaranteed. Don't think about it, "attack Arinka dizzy with the debate of his three cousins. Their target must be achieved. Emil must want to be healed sprained by massaging.

"Yes, Mil. You believe, right, we're the same. There is no way we can plunge you in misery," Maria persuaded again unyielding. Shown in his face the scolding of his grandmother. Very creepy.

"Come, Rinka, help papah Emil," Zeta orders while getting out of the car.

Emil has not agreed, but his three cousins have taken him out of the car by force.

"What the hell, anyway," he said as he followed the steps of his third cousin who memapahah himself into the shophouse of alternative medicine.

Some people there noticed their arrival. Amazed there are guests as beautiful and semodical as this treatment to a massage shaman. Since viral, this alternative medicine place has even been visited by artists.

But the four don't care. They sat Emil in the empty seat. They sat down near Emil

Just as they were sitting there was already the sound of a loud scream of pain.

"Crazy! I want to go home" whispered Emilia. Cold sweat started flooding into his body.

Maria was goosebumps, she was afraid to hear a scream of pain that was quite clear.

Why the massage room is not soundproof, anyway, Mary's scolding in the heart. Unknowingly Mary clasped Emilia's hand tightly. He prayed that his cousin would not change his mind.

Zeta and Arinka looked at each other. They were also afraid to hear the screams of fear that sounded heartbreaking. But for the sake of the mission, they had to strengthen Emilia's heart. Grandma's angry cries were much more terrifying than this. Especially their grandmother's sister abroad.

""Mil, you must be strong. You have to remember, Oma Linda is more terrible than this massage shaman," Zeta said.

"That's it, Mil. You have to be strong Mil," added Maria.

Finally, the woman who had just let out a scream scream screams of pain came out of the massage room, in the presence of two women who were his age.

Emilia and the woman looked at each other. He looks a few years older than her. His face was pale even though it looked fresh. The woman also looks quite fashionable.

"Tuh, look, Mil, the scream, he looks healthy" Maria whispered softly after she and her family were probably away.

Emilia was silent, because it was her turn now. He looked at Zeta, Arinka and Maria were a bit hesitant. Besides hesitating, Emilia was also feeling scared.

"Like a model, yes" whispered Zeta.

"Yes," Arinka's response was still observing the departure of the woman who was born earlier.

"Emilia Sagara" called a young woman dressed as a nurse.

"This is an alternative medicine? how about like a doctor?" whispered Emilia asked.

"You have to adjust, Emil. It went viral," Zeta replied, helping her to her feet. Together with Arinka, they took Emilia.

Emilia's heart was pumped when she entered the massage room. The smell of wind oil wafted and directly infiltrated his respiratory cavity. A smiling middle-aged woman greeted their arrival.

"Why sister?" greet the mother was friendly while helping Enilia to sit on her bed that looked clean. The room is comfortable full ac.

"His feet are thinking ma'am" replied Arinka explaining.

"Ooo," he said as he looked at Emilia's slightly swollen and flushed ankle.

"His sister is leaning back, yes" said the mother of the massage with her soft voice.

Emilia just nodded. He was very afraid that behind the softness of the mother masseuse stored the horror that would make him suffer greatly.

Maria also helped her cousin to rewind her body and leaned against the wall of the room.

Zeta and Arinka stand beside Emilia with anxious and hopeful looks that this alternative treatment can be successful immediately.

"It hurts a little. But just a little" said the masseuse's mother, applying wind oil to Emilia's ankle.

And it was true, his ankle started to hurt quite a bit as the skillful hand started to press against his sprained ankle.

"It hurts, Mil?" maria Kasian asked to look at her cousin until she closed her eyes with a grimacing face with pain.

"Hemm...," hissed Emili koa slowly.

Arinka clasped Emilia's hand to her left, and Maria to her kaman.

"Thankfully it hasn't swollen yet. It just happened, huh?" asked the mother masseuse while pressing the sick leg pain Emilia.

"I iyya ma'am," said Emilia stammered.

"Hold it, yes" said the mother masseuse began to press a little hard to make Emilia bite her lips to endure the pain.

Maria, Zeta and Arinka look at each other. There was anxiety on their faces seeing Emilia's expression.

"YES!" exclaimed the masseuse's mother as she quickly pulled Emilia's ankle until the girl gasped and involuntarily let out a scream.

"YAHHHH!"

"Sick Emilll!"

It was not only Emilia who was shouting. Arinka and Maria also joined in to let out screams due to Emilia's tight grip on their hands.