SINDOORAH PROPHECY
DARKNESS VILLA

"Master Sin, you should see this," Nina said as she stared into the courtyard from the balcony. Sindoorah approached and followed the woman's gaze. In the courtyard, Olivia was standing there. He was not alone, there was a foreign man with a traditional appearance with him. The man is squeaky like a little human when viewed from above. Nina even thought the man was a walking scarecrow.

"That guy wouldn't dare enter the villa. Just look if he sets foot in here, the body's gonna come out." Sindoorah seemed to whisper to herself, then her words were carried by the wind and reached Naomi's peeping ears.

Before it was discovered, Naomi moved back slowly. His steps were so careful not to make a sound. After being felt in a safe distance, the steps began to be wide and fast until they became swift. Naomi ran to the front door.

However, his original intention to meet the mother was stifled by feelings of masygul. Naomi reconsiders joining Olivia because Nina and the rabbit man are watching from the balcony. Naomi just wants to survive, away from trouble.

Meanwhile, outside, Olivia is bracing herself to hear the paranormal surjan's words, as Olivia calls the screeching man in front of her.

"This villa is really dark." Those were the words Olivia had caught up with earlier, as if the psychic lacked the treasury of diction to speak.

"Excuse me, what kind of darkness do you mean? You haven't even seen the inside of my villa-"

"In my view, everything in the villa looks messy and has no future but darkness."

"Huh?"

"Especially in the balcony area." The paranormal surjan stretches its arms and moves them as if it were trying to ward off something coming from the front.

Just at that moment, Olivia started aiming at the man's actions with the camera. The plan, he will send to Nolan later, as well as evidence if something happens. Olivia was always on her guard against all possibilities.

"Oh, your abilities are impressive, sir."

The psychic misleads Olivia's overreaction and wrong situation.

"I'm talking about your future being threatened, Madam."

"Why did I get goosebumps, huh? Is the villa really haunted, sir? It's dark, isn't it, like you said?"

The paranormal then shook his head full of concern for the chaos that was happening to the contents of Olivia's head. "Excuse me, Madam. Allow me-" He took out a bottle of bottled water from a sling bag, then drank it, and ... Olivia was sprayed with the water.

"aaa! Why am I being sprayed? I'm not a sink for gargles!" Olivia squealed in disgust. He immediately wiped his face with his sleeves. Not only his face was wet, but also the device in his hand that was used to record the actions of the psychic. Olivia also remembered the recording that was still running and immediately stopped her.

"That's the darkness I'm talking about. You must have encountered a lot of strange things in this villa, but keep your eyes closed. You're so stubborn in the face of this fact, madam."

Olivia's attention was diverted from the device. The woman could not deny the paranormal words of surjan. He has indeed met some of the causes of oddities in the villa, even interacting directly with his dedengkot.

"I'm using your services to chase away ghosts in this place, not lecture or expel me from my own villa, sir."

"Why didn't you say from the beginning?"

"Huh? Meanin?"

"My services are limited to branching, not expulsion. You should look for another psychic to throw away all the dark aura that shaded your villa."

"Please, don't joke, sir. Many reviews recommend you to handle the affairs of the subtle creatures. When you refuse clients?"

Paranormal Surjan shook his head with eyes no less gloomy than the aura of darkness that he always hummed. He is used to dealing with unsolved paranormal cases by reading the aura trail left behind by occult activities, but only this time confronting a client with a head as hard as Olivia.

"Duh, Sir. Who do you recommend? I don't know where else to look. I guess the specs of your abilities are already one package with ghost expulsion." Olivia complained of despair. Hiring the services of paranormal surjan is not cheap because the rating is high, according to the testimonials of previous customers in Mbah gugel.

"I know someone-"

"Really, Sir?" Not yet finished, Olivia immediately shouted in excitement. Contrasted upside down with a grim expression on the face of a surjan psychic.

"I don't know exactly how to contact this person because of his magical existence."

"Huh?" I don't know how many times Olivia had a stupid expression.

"Not that you're the number one magician, the time you can't look for this supernatural person?"

"This man is not to be sought, madam."

"Mr don't hoax, dong."

"I'm just telling you the truth. Goodbye then." Surjan's psychic turned away.

"Sir, our business is not finished!" Olivia rushes in front of the psychic.

"It has. After looking directly at this villa with my own eyes, my advice remained the same. You need to get out of this place. The sooner the better."

"Sir, please don't do this to me!" Olivia fell down and hugged the paranormal's leg so much that the man became very surprised. Olivia's stocky body was a tremendous burden to her thin body.

"Take me off, Madam. Our contract ends here. Please don't involve me further." The man pleaded with all patience, hoping that their transaction would be completed in a good manner.

"All right!" Olivia releases the paranormal's legs and re-enforces her self-esteem that was slammed. "But if tomorrow there's a headline 'poor old lady killed horribly in her own villa', then it's Father's fault, and I'll beat you to death. In fact, your descendants will not be calm for life."

"Mrs threatened me?

"Mr nanya?"

Surjan's paranormal patting shrill head. Since the beginning of this woman asked for help from him, he had obtained a dark feeling and it turned out that his premonition was always answered.

"I would risk anything to meet that person, sir. As long as I don't lose this villa. Please, Mr." Olivia is now using a tear-stringing style. Although unsure of what would work, it seemed like this skinny man who looked half-dead wanting to escape from him had a shred of conscience. The paranormal gaze is not immediately glared by the thickness of the envelope he is suguhjan, if it is the intention to help him solely for money.

The paanormal breathed a heavy sigh. Very heavy until the nostrils widen to the maximum. He stared deeply into Olivia's eyes.

"Alright, but I don't guarantee this will work."

"Oh, thank you! Its alright. I want to try."

"Then prepare a cemani chicken and a black iron cage for me tonight."

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