
Jatmiko is thrilled to hear that Revan has told her to save Mr. Ade and Ms. Nisa. Jatmiko smiled at the child in front of her.
“Your Pinter, Son! You're here first! Remember Om Jatmiko's message, huh? Don't worry about anything that bothers you later. You are safe here!” said Jatmiko while stroking her son Pak Ade's hair.
Revan returned the smile of the mature young man in front of him. He replied, “Iya, Om. I'll remember and run the messages, Om. Please save your father and mother, yes?”
Jatmiko replied, “Oke. He promises to save them both from the ghost. Om leaving now, huh?”
“Yes, Om!” revan replied while removing Jatmiko from his room.
Jatmiko was heavy-hearted in fact leaving the little boy alone in the room, but he had no choice. He had to do it because he did not have much longer to save his friend and his wife.
By the time Jatmiko had just left the room that Revan was in, she had already intended to run to her mother's room to wake her sleeping mother. However, he suddenly heard a scream from the east of his house and Jatmiko ran to his mother's room. He hurried out of his house to help Mr. Ade and Ms. Nisa.
“Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!” the voice of Mr. Ade who was shocked because of the sudden appearance of the spirit of Laras appeared in front of him who was trying to crawl towards where his wife was unconscious.
“Hi hi hi hi hi hi. ..,” the giggling voice of the deafening spirit of Mr. Ade who is focusing on saving his wife.
“Go to you, Laras!” shouted Mr. Ade with a raucous voice.
“Hi hi hi hi hi hi. .. I will go if you are dead, Ade!” answer the spirit of Laras very loudly.
“Let go my wife and child! They have nothing to do with me,” Pak Ade replied in a soft voice while still crawling and looking away from the female spirit.
“Why are you afraid, Ade? It seems that killing them will make you suffer more. Hi hi hi hi hi hi ..,” reply spirit Laras with a soft tone.
“Ti-daaaaaak!! Don't you touch my wife and son!” shouted Mr. Ade with a voice choked in the throat.
“You have no right to set me up, Ade! Your position now must be according to what will happen next. What is clear I make sure you will die tormented,” cried the spirit of Laras again.
Mr. Ade is still trying to crawl closer to his wife. The spirit of Laras did not allow the man to approach his wife. Indeed, the spirit of Laras can not physically touch the body of Mr. Ade or Bu Nisa, but the spirit of the woman was not out of reason to scare Mr. Ade. No doubt the man had to fight with his fear to be able to approach the body of his wife who still remained unconscious.
Meanwhile, Miss Nisa who was fainting turned out her spirit was in the imaginary dimension of the spirit of Laras. Ms. Nisa was in an old castle that looked creepy.
“Haloooo there's someone inside?” shouted Bu Nisa as soon as she was in front of the castle door.
Suddenly the wind was blowing hard. It was raining heavily outside the old castle. Miss Nisa had no choice but to enter the old castle.
Braaaak!
The sound of Bu Nisa's foot thrust on the old castle door. Miss Nisa went inside the old castle and she was surprised after seeing the view inside the old castle. It turns out that in the old castle the light is so bright that it shows the sparkles of the old castle pillars that look shiny like gold.
“Wow, it turns out the building inside is very luxurious and spacious!” cheered Bu Nisa with a feeling of amazement.
From a distance he saw a very luxurious throne. Out of curiosity he also approached the shiny yellowish throne. The reflection of the light of the lamp makes the throne very beautiful and luxurious.
“Haloooo!!!” shouted Bu Nisa again trying to ascertain whether in the castle there are residents.
Until the hoarse voice of Bu Nisa calls, but there is also no sahutan.
“Wait, the metals I saw this is real gold?” ask Ms. Nisa to herself.
Ms. Nisa also tried to touch the handrails of the throne in front of her.
“Loh, is this real gold? It is difficult to distinguish between real and fake gold,” raved Pak Ade on himself.
“Loh, yes. It's real gold. Who does this old castle have? If until anyone finds out about this place, surely they will flock to plunder the gold that is here,” thought Bu Nisa.
“Hallllooooo excuse us!!!” shouted Bu Nisa again louder so that her voice could be heard by the inhabitants of the old castle.
Silence ... No answer voice.
Bu Nisa scanned back the gold in front of her while fumbling the grip surface of the throne. And finally he found a doll-like shape. Miss Nisa held it and it turned out that the little doll could be rotated. Ms. Nisa also slowly turned the golden doll so that it was detached from the grip of the throne.
“Wah, how beautiful this golden doll is! I'll take her,” Ms. Nisa said to herself.
By the time he stuffed the golden doll into his pocket, suddenly Bu Nisa heard the sound of the door being opened.
Krieeeeeit …
Miss Nisa turned her head towards the source of the voice. And his gaze fell upon the door to the east that was wide open.
“Loh, why is that door open?” cry Bu Nisa to herself.
Curiosity reached Bu Nisa's heart as soon as she saw a door open in the room. Ms. Nisa also gave a glance around the room. There was no other door in the room. Furthermore, Bu Nisa also slowly approached the door that was opening. After stepping for approximately ten meters, Bu Nisa arrived right in front of the door that was opening. Ms. Nisa tried to peek at the view inside the open door, but inside it was very dark. Miss Nisa was confused at that time. He wanted to go inside, but he was scared. Finally for a few minutes the woman was just silent there without making a decision.
“What should I do now? Is it okay if I go inside?” ask Ms. Nisa to herself.
After a long time of thinking, finally Bu Nisa chose to ventured into the door that was opening. Slowly Bu Nisa put her feet into the room and how surprised Bu Nisa was when most of her body was already in the room.
“Loh, the door is suddenly disappearing?” peeked Bu Nisa in surprise.
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