My World is Becoming Different
Nah! ~Boneka spirit avenger #2
Tazkia, who did not have any vision there, initially wanted to force her to enter and break through the defensive wall of the figure. It's just that suddenly his hands feel blistered like touching something taper and also hot.
"Aw.." cried Tazkia then while throwing the doll.
Fresh blood was seen slightly coming out of Tazkia's fingers accompanied by a hand that was flushed like a blister making Sinta and Aditya look in wonder at Tazkia's hand.
"My doll." said Melisa when she saw her doll thrown away, while Tazkia just stared at her injured hand.
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In a car driven by Aditya where Tazkia and Sinta are also in it.
"How about tonight we stay at Prasetia's house?" said Tazkia arrived which then made Aditya and Sinta ask questions.
"What's the matter this time?" ask Aditya while staying focused on driving.
"Nothing, haven't we been together barbeque.an for a long time?" tazkia said.
"Oh Ki, we've been friends for a long time. Like the sorrow we pass together, although you do not explain it even though we already know from your gestures." said Sinta then make the look of Tazkia's face then changed, and then changed, Tazkia did not expect that her friend could see clearly without having Tazkia explain though. "This must have something to do with the doll, right?" guess Sinta then.
Hearing Sinta's guess just now Tazkia then let out a long sigh. "You two are right, something is wrong with the doll. Icha even felt the same way, I was afraid that if we let the doll would harm Melisa and Prasetia" said Tazkia in the end admitted.
"Wait a minute... An icha? Icha who's Ki? and isn't it just a doll? what's to worry about?" it was Aditya who didn't understand Tazkia's words just now.
"So Icha is my ghostly friend, we just became friends a while ago. About the doll Icha said the spirit that inhabits the doll is negative or can be said to be evil. It is most likely that the spirit is demanding a response to his unnatural death" Tazkia explained.
"Lo's getting absurd huh Ki, are you friends with us not enough until you are also friends with the devil?" aditya said while shaking his head.
I'm not a demon!
Icha said right in Aditya's ear, Icha did not accept the name Aditya gave him.
Ckit
Aditya who heard the whisper and immediately stopped his car suddenly because he was so surprised, while Tazkia was not angry because Aditya who stopped suddenly laughed when he saw Aditya's shocked expression.
"Lo the hell Dit use icha ngatai Satan" said Tazkia while laughing.
"He is indeed a demon Ki." Aditya said still kekeh.
Icha is not a demon!
Saying Icha again did not accept with the call Aditya just now.
"OK okay not the devil, satisfied?" aditya said in the end while Tazkia and Sinta just laughed at Aditya's words just now.
"So how now?" ask Sinta later.
"We're going to Pras' house!" aditya said later.
******
Prasetia's Mansion
Ting tong ting keg
Prasetia and Melisa who just arrived then looked at each other as if asking who had just pressed the bell.
"Ogah ah, I want to take a shower." said Melisa while slouching.
Prasetia who was lazy to argue, in the end then stepped foot to the main door to see who came.
"You guys?" prasetia said confusedly when she saw Tazkia, Sinta and Aditya were standing at the door with a bag full of crackles.
"Surprise.." shouted Tazkia, Sinta, and Aditya simultaneously.
"We haven't grilled barbecues in a long time, so... The three of us decided to stay at your house tonight, can we?" tazkia said looking for a reasonable reason to make Prasetia unsuspecting.
"No need for permission from me, you can stay as you please, come in." said Prasetia with a fluffy smile, making the three instantly scatter inside happily.
**
Both Sinta, Prasetia and Aditya are now busy preparing all the equipment and also the seasoning they will use to roast the meat later. Seeing the three getting busy, Tazkia slowly started to retreat and left from there.
No one realized Tazkia's departure because the three were busy with their respective parts. Until then Prasetia who was in need of help Tazkia then began to realize that Tazkia was not with them in the kitchen.
"Ki better cut the vegetables let me.." said Prasetia hanging because he did not see Tazkia anywhere. "You guys seen Kia?" prasetia asked Sinta and Aditya.
"Surely Kia has started acting" Aditya said in his heart when he heard Prasetia's question just now. "Maybe go to Pras' bathroom" Aditya said then trying to find a reasonable reason.
"Are you sure?" ask Prasetia.
"It's relaxing, after all Kia has often played here may not be too rough either." said Sinta chimed in.
"All right" Prasetia said at the end.
**
Tazkia continued to move her legs upward in search of the doll's whereabouts. The more the negative aura felt piercing towards Tazkia. Tazkia stopped at a room where the door was open. With a slow step Tazkia began to go inside and comb through every corner of the room space, she was sure the doll was here.
"Where are you? I know you're here don't try to play with me!" tazkia said as she looked around.
Hahaha
A typical kuntilanak laughter began to be heard filling the room, making Tazkia then turn and look for the source of the sound.
You've already noticed it!
Say the doll from under the bed while carrying scissors in his hands.
"Don't hurt anyone who's here because your death has nothing to do with us. I'll take you back to your place" Tazkia said, trying to negotiate with the doll.
Nah! Pras has to come with me, you can't take him!
"Can't! he's my friend and until any moment I won't let him come with you" Tazkia said later because it looks like the spirit figure who inhabits the doll can't be negotiated with.
NAY!
Right after the word did not sound from the mouth of the doll, suddenly all the doors closed by themselves, all of a sudden, making Melisa who was in a bathing position then confused when the bathroom door arrived just locked from the outside.
Tazkia was undaunted even though she saw the doll looking angry at her. While the doll who saw Tazkia was not afraid of him at all then laughed while hovering around Tazkia.
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