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Ares stared in surprise, he just knew there was a museum in this area. “That's the museum? Is that a Dutch building? Uhhh...., scary, how can there be this place?”
“You don't know?” ask Cantika.
“Oh.., this is terrible. Who wants to come here?”
“Usually history seekers. Therefore no one wants to work here because it is far from the crowd, but Grandpa likes history and this place, he spends a lot of time here,” Cantika explained out of the car.
She re-opened her umbrella as the drizzle had not stopped, making her pull Ares over to get closer. “Awas you will be rained, Ares,” said Cantika.
Ares even circulated his body as he entered the place, it was truly terrifying with the atmosphere of the horror film that Athena had always watched. Why is there such a place in this city?
“It's creepy,” muttered Ares, especially when he saw an old guard sitting at the door. His hair was white with a stick in his hand, the old man fell asleep while sitting down.
And as Ares knows, it is not the figure that Cantika is looking for.
“Kek....,” said Cantika shook her body slowly. “Kakek.”
“Huhhh?! Huh uh?! What's?! Who?!” his eyes opened and looked in all directions, he looked panicked and dazed.
Which makes Ares twitch his body, his hands clenched to his chest by staring mussy and said, “Thinking.”
“I brought food for my Grandpa, this is Cantika. This is for Grandpa too.”
The old man received his share, clearly he looked dazed. “Thank you, Arini.”
“What?” mumbling Ares.
“Save other parts inside.”
“Good, Cake.”
Ares looked up at him, especially when the grandfather started to duck back and fall asleep so easily. Even the subtle snoring that made Ares goosebumps back sounded.
“You don't want to come in?” ask Cantika who made Ares immediately step in.
“You're sure Grandpa was human? Not dedemit?”
“Calm down, I've been here a lot.”
“This horror....., uh..., did your grandfather keep watch every night? Why would he want to keep this stuff? what if a demon shows up? Especially this in the middle of the forest.”
Ares' murmur filled Cantika's hearing. He looked over for a moment and saw the man who was circulating his gaze.
Scarves, chrysanthemums, ancient clothing, konde stitches and other ancient objects seem intimidating. “What is this Suzana cantile flower?”
“Omaku always invited me to the movie marathon,” said Ares who still saw the object in the glass. And when he turned around to look. “Akhhh! You surprised me, Centini!”
Cantika laughs. “You're even handsome when surprised, goshaaaa,” his murmur adores.
“Where do you store food for your grandfather?”
“In his room there, let's go out.”
“Wait, what room is it?” his finger pointed at a wooden door that opened slightly. Displays a one centi gap that is pitch-black.
“I think it's a warehouse, want to get there?”
“Don't be like that,” said Ares trying to hold Cantika's hand.
But the girl stepped there and pushed the door.
KRIEEEETTTTT.
“Oh, this is the basement, nothing what I think.”
“Come home.”
The curious Cantika turns on her phone, opening the battery app to light it down there. Out of curiosity, one of his hands held back as he leaned inward.
“What are you⸻”
“Akkkhh!”
“⸻Centini!”
Ares immediately ran when he saw Cantika fall rolling on the stairs. Ares' hand accidentally pushed the door when he was inside.
BRACKET! The sound of the door closing averted the sight of Cantika who was sighing in pain from her wound, she was shocked.
“You're okay? Not amnesia? I'm who? Am I still handsome?”
“Ares…. Door.”
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TO BE CONTINUE