LOVELY LAMINATINGRUM
CHAPTER 16, ANOTHER HORRIBLE NIGHT

Entering the house in a tired state, shabby body the smell of sweat and the smell of car smoke, we rest and sit on the sofa.

I don't know why tonight is really apes.

How could we want to send demit back to his tomb, how can I be praised as beautiful.

But it's also strange why Beautiful can be that hard, even though we've been like friends here.

“Apes rec, want us to be told to send Lovely back to his grave, it turns out he has his tomb right, why yesterday he said his body was thrown into the corner of kali” asked Blewah

“Emboh Wah I ya wonder kok , how can we believe it is just the same demit, let's take a bath in ae rice scales, eh timbagane no adus”

Tonight we slept very fast, as usual I and Glewo were in the top bed, while Blewah was below, my two friends were already in a snoring, I was left who had not.

I feel annoyed just as Beautiful, a person I have trusted even I had time to say that I like him, even though he is a ghost.

But how yes he knows us, fortunately the rickshaw we pack is not a pancal model, try if the model panca, yo iso remek rec!

Actually not so far away from here to the area of the long tomb, but what makes it annoyed is why we usually do that diergajain demit, why not others only.

While we are here because there is a problem, we are hiding from the complaints of wealthy millionaires, not because of our own will.

I saw the wall clock, it's 23:15, I should have slept, because usually I'm 21:00 already sleepy.

As usual, the lights in the whole room of this house I did not turn off, not enough to turn on all even though it was not so bright.

Why do I turn on all the lights, yes so that the demons do not bother me, let not look strange2 again, let all look real.

I try to be able to sleep, dizzy also if trying to think but nothing can be thought, it becomes strange as well.

I am the type of thinker, while in M City I always think how to sell my porridge can run out in a day, because for the type of porridge is not easy how to store it if there is leftover.

Lha here I don't think anything, otaku usually made to think this and it's now even idle at all no one can think of.

Long-time utegku iso stroke if never made to think, here even who do not think things unseen, not useful thinking.

Intenet does not exist even though there is hp, open sosmed do not dare, anyway here it feels like in a remote village, there is nothing I can do.

After several times trying to be sleepy, I finally feel sleepy too, I looked at 'hour, it turns out it is now 24:10. I can sleep eventually too.

I started to get into sleep, started snoring, started to get into dreamland.....

Suddenly someone broke me, someone tried to wake me up, something kept poking my shoulder until I opened my eyes.

“Uuugh who the hell is it, why do the makeup of my hands like my inner” while looking inside its pitch-black state.

It's pitch-dark!... The room is dark, the electricity may be as hot as yesterday, but why did someone wake me up, why did someone try to wake me up.

My eyes had not gotten used to this kind of dark state, but I could still hold my friend Glewo beside me.

I shook Glewo's body, but just like yesterday, they were not awake, well forced to resign, maybe my daughter wanted to see me again.

Slowly my eyes were able to get used to it in the dark, though it was dark, but there was a little weak light that did not know where the light came from.

I think the light came from the closet. Yes, that ancient black cabinet seemed to emit a very weak light, so my eyes could slightly look around the room.

Strange, how can this wood come here there can be light, where there is wood that can produce its own light, but bodo very, anyway there is little light here.

When I was busy watching the ancient cupboard that was emitting light, suddenly the door of the room opened, quietly and noiselessly, though every door in this house will sound if we open or close.

The door opened, the living room in front of me was dark and quiet, just like yesterday when my daughter wanted to see me.

Surely soon the princess will appear again, right me and my friends are already shuffled to the tomb of the altar, maybe there is more that the princess wants to talk to me.

As said by mbak Puji, mbah princess want to talk to me, is it time for my mother to come again, or is this coming is not my mbah.

My mind is increasingly branched because in the living room chair there is no one sitting yet, if yesterday there will be a shadow that looks like my mother sitting there.

It's empty now, there's nobody in that chair, and then what am I supposed to do? Do I wait until my mom shows up on the living room couch?

Supposedly with signs of power outages and open doors means there is something in the living room, but until now there has been no sign of anything there.

I was now getting used to seeing in the dark, I could see the sleeping Glewo holding his big cuttlefish

lombok ijo, I can also see the sleeper Blewah with half-opened eyes.

When I turned my gaze towards the living room, it seemed that from the direction of the kitchen there was a light, dim light that could be seen up in the living room, a weak light that bounced on the sofa.

Is this a sign that I should come to that strange light? of course I don't want to, I'm too scared to walk out of a dark room.

I did not dare to step towards the kitchen, because from that kitchen I had heard the sound of a crying baby.

Then what should I do with such a situation, a situation I do not know what to do?

The light was still visible because the light was bouncing onto the sofa chair and the floor in front of the room.

The sofa seat and around the floor received a reflection of light that came out of nowhere.

Right now my feelings are inversely proportional to my otaku, my feelings are telling me not to go outside the room because outside there is something dangerous for me.

But the otaku said another, I was waiting for the princess in her room, because the princess wanted to talk to me, according to the words mbak praises.

Which should I follow, should I follow my unclear feelings?

Or the otaku that clearly digested the light in the living room, the opening of the door, and something that tried to wake me up.

Because from the signs it actually told me to head towards the exit of the room.

But I was too afraid to get out of the room, but strangely my curiosity could outweigh my fear, I should be able to see what was beyond that.

I stood up from my duduku position on the edge of the bed, then I tilted my body so as not to step on the sleeper Blewah below me.

Slowly I walked towards the door of the room, but I did not go straight out of the room, I had to see what was causing the dim light.

I've gathered all my courage to see what's going on in the area around the kitchen, what light is causing the reflection on this sofa.

I was already in the doorway of the room, but I still did not dare to see what was happening there.

“Ah was wet, wis I jabani ajalah light it” I said in my heart

I looked to the right where the glowing light came from.

Ow hell! it turned out that the light came from the princess's room which was half open.

What else is this, why didn't I sit on the couch yesterday, why did I have to go into his room?

Seeing this meant that the princess invited me into her room, maybe she wanted to talk

with me, but what do you want to talk to me about?

All of this seems to have been planned, my mother may indeed want to meet with me, according to what my mother said to me.

Yes, I have not come to my abah if that is so, but why do my hair have to bristle kayak gini, can I not feel scared to bristling gini?

Slowly I came out of the front room, the living room was very dark, but the light coming out of my room was enough to give me light.

Believe it or not, but the light coming out of my room is really scary.

A dim yellow light that may come from a yellow bulb that lacks electrical power.

I walked very slowly and very carefully, I did not want the sound of my footsteps to be heard by my sleeping friends.

There was a strange feeling that spread all over me, it felt like someone was trying to pull me, something was trying to pull my body towards the room of my deceased mother.

I was trying to fight something that was constantly pulling me, but the more I fought the more it was the stronger it pulled me towards my altar room.

Then the more that makes me creepy because there is a smell that smells

I kissed, I smelled jasmine flowers and the smell of the hair oil that used to be used.

The hair oil that the bottle is green and the bottle is shaped like a typical leaf besegi-square that, but I've forgotten the name and the original shape.

The smell of this smell is characteristic of my mbah, a distinctive smell that is often present when my mbah is alive, a smell that is always present when my mbah has finished bathing.

I just kept walking towards the middle room, my courage had actually run out, but this thing kept pulling me into the room.

I gathered my courage to meet my mother, for I was sure that my mother would not hurt me,

I'm sure my mom wants to talk to me because something might still be stuck.