Suddenly Chased by Satan
Teka Teki Ngak Silang
"Sir, Mr. Karaaaan!" I rocked again the fierce boss.
"What's up, Reva.." asked Karan half-conscious.
"Sir, Mr Denger, isn't it?" I sharpened my hearing.
"Sound what?"
"Water flow." I stood looking for where the water came from.
"Gosh, I guess you hear people's voices or how," Mr. Karan looked over the range.
"Come, Sir. We'll find the water source" I pulled Pak Karan to stand.
And actually we stray into the forests that, it is not clear to know. Yes, I can't blame Mr. Karan. Because our semalem minimal lighting plus our own are already exhausted so we are both not fokeus. Not pursued by demons.
I finally got to pick up Mr. Karan nyari the sound of the water. And really, there is a clear river flow in the middle of the forest kayak gini.
"Awass! be careful," sir, the boss shouted as I was very excited about the water.
I took off my suit, and the things I had in my hand, including the bag that had taro semalem slung on my shoulder on the rocks. I also open my footwear and cut my jeans to the calf.
I started to come down, and I threw water in my face. Crazy, brrrr taste great. It's so nice, woi.
"Sir, get off, sir!" I wave my hand towards Pak Karan.
Boss sir approached, only this time I squirm the face of Karan's pillow. And I'm the only office employee who can see this rare sight.
Why is it that the beautiful Reva kek model internationale can nyungsruk into the forest? Just ask the same swaying grass, yes. Because Reva himself does not understand, want to find the house even stray residents to the house of ancestors.
"Sir, here, sir! the water is very cold, you can stay young if you wash your face with water," I shouted while pointing at the water in my hand.
"Basic.." Mr. Karan smiled.
Oh my God, humans can smile too. I thought he could only get angry. His frequent smile, sir. Let it be a blessing, it will also make the reward of the person, eh seneng.
Mr. Karan took off his suit, and he rolled up his shirt to the elbow, as well as the jeans that he circled to the calf so as not to get wet with splashing water.
"Wow, it's this cold." said Mr. Karan as he crouched down on the riverbank and picked up water with his hands shaped like a concave container.
"Take it, sir..."
Mr. Karan washed his face with water, wet his hair. Beuuuhh, he gasped I'll see.
"Hey," Mr. Karan the drugs in front of me.
"Eh, how was that, sir? What did you say?" I'm talking, because I'm caught ngeliatin dese uuhhh, macho.
"Are you fascinated to see me?" ask Mr. Karan with the pedal.
"Anyway, that's what I want to say. Father's hair is already gondrong, it's like it fits into a shampoo advertisement," my answer is absurd.
I join hands and also nape the nape, I also a little wet hair so that seger.
"Sir, there may not be a house around here" I said to Mr. Karan.
"We're back again also the car can not walk, the same..."
"No laper father?" I'm a chocolate nyodorin snack, and that's what we have right now. The bread is gone, there are two more bottles of water. And we don't know until when we can get out of this place.
Mr. Karan opened a chocolate snack and ate it. We as much as possible save on drinking supplies, each can only drink one sip after eating food that does not make full.
I who have been pegel to lay down my sick body all, I saw the clear morning sky.
"Sir, you ever think, don't you? do we sometimes waste time on useless things?" I did so without letting go of my gaze towards the blue sky.
"Yes, for example, as it is today. You even fall down and enjoy the sky without thinking how we can ask for help from others," said Mr. Karan cynically.
Forgive me ah, sir his hobby boss keeps people emotional. I was the one who fell down, now sit down, "OK, man. You go all the way and repoy-repot pick me up from Karla's house to do what?" I looked over, looking at the boss seriously.
He reached into his trousers, "To solve this riddle," he showed the cloth that Mr. Karan had taken from the safe in his mother's room, Ilena.
"Many symbols, sir. I don't understand.." I'm still thinking, I just take a quick look without wanting to guess what it is.
"Therefore we find out together," the boss pulled my head back to pay attention to the cloth in his palm.
"What is that, sir?" I mean, because all I can see is a big circle with full moon writing. And inside that there's a sign or a cipher or whatever it is that's written in a circle and goes around that circle.
My head suddenly frown was told to think impromptu like round tofu. Play TTS just like not finding the answer, let alone play the puzzle is not cross-kayak gini, a lot of code.
Mr. Karan then showed me an inscription on the cloth above his palm, "I just understand, maybe this means a full moon. But what does this fabric mean? and why was it in my mom's safe?" mr. Karan seems very frustrated.
"You don't know what else I am?"
"Your answer doesn't give you a solution, Reva!" said the boss, like sewot.
"Let's take another look at what's on this cloth other than the full moon, sir. Mr. Patient, Ridho is patient with my modeling friends" I said, looking at what was on the cloth. I cringed, looking closely.
"Image in the center of this circle is like a black spade or spade image on a playing card, the number is 8," I counted the pictures I often saw on playing cards.
"Well, shall I see?" mr. Karan tried to get closer to the cloth. His sharp eyes scoured every image painted there.
"The cursed ring? goddamn ring?" lirih Pak Karan, but I can still hear it.
"What ring, sir?" I want the boss to repeat his words again.
"The ring is cursed, each word is written separately between the spade images," said Pak Karan pointed to the word per word scattered between the black shovel image.
"I mean this ring is a grim ring, uh damned, sir?" my eyes are rounded, if the soap opera has been zoomed-in along with the nose lobes are flat and the lips are motion-coded added to the dramatization of this scene.
And I heard people shouting my name, me and the compact boss stood up.
"Paaak.." I looked at the serious boss sir's face.
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