Terror Use
S2 to Roni's house

"from the grocery store we go forward again a few meters, there is a coffee shop, from the coffee shop we turn to the right turn again to the left ,there is a bundle we muter two rounds just so as not to get dizzy, we got to the whitewashed house, it was the new house "he said

"astaghfirullah.." said I and mas Rifki beristighfar.

"why should a two-round router ? duh you ghost make a rese yes ..." my whistle pouts but Dinda the ghost even grinned show her flat teeth with red gums

"idih , you brush his teeth tightness yes , sampe red that's the gums "cock mas Rifki who look at the rearview mirror above him

"this variation of tofu, is not funny if the ghost of his gums is ordinary "his clumsiness with the pecking

"noisy "cried Lasmi suddenly sat down beside Dinda

"ih ... far ah we are not as level" said Dinda while distancing her sitting

"what do you mean, songong ya, the new ghost also " snapped Lasmi

"then he thought we were not as level, I'm a junior ghost, you're a senior ghost, if I whistle you later I'm afraid he changed his mind" said Dinda made me look with frown

"do you mean change your mind ?" ask me and Lasmi together

"yes, I will ask you to help you to uncover the perpetrators, I do not want them to blame the robbers who do not know anything, while the actual perpetrators are still breathing fresh air, he said, so I want to go quietly, but if I hold him back, I'm afraid I'll be a ghost and honestly I'd love to join you guys ' he exclaimed rich " his words again make mas Rifki sontak chimed in his speech

"oh ...no no no. ..the more haunted the house, the longer the house is already rich ghost house dong , not , not ,we'll help you so you can quickly leave in peace "

"ih ...evil her husband "fighted her to me with a stern look at Mas Rifki

"eeehhhh...setooooopp.." again Dinda yelled.

czechiiiiiite

Mas Rifki pressed the brake pedal strongly, so I staggered forward, fortunately I was wearing a seatbelt until my body did not hit the front dashboard of the car ,and reflexes are also my hands holding the body by attaching both of my hands to the front dashboard.

"astaghfirullah halazim's.....Dinda if we're wretched how ?" meek

"sorry "

"sshhh.." I slightly hissed feeling a throbbing in my stomach.

"sad, what's wrong? your stomach hurts?" ask me, Rifki seems to worry about me

"no mas, just that I feel a throb, try here "I grabbed the arm of Rifki mas put his hand on my distended stomach

"your stomach is moving, does it hurt?" tanya mas Rifki noticed my stomach in his touch

"no mas , like his baby we can kick even though his movement is still a little "saw I smile

"after this we will see the doctor "

"ehm ..iya "my mouth is carefree

"heeyy ..ayo we came out, already until "excited Dinda surprised us

The basis of the devil is yes, disrupt our haru moments only

"loh you said after we passed the coffee shop there continues to be a bundle where the bundle is ?" ask me to look around

the article of the coffee shop was plastered real near the car stop but I did not see the rounder in question

"hehe ..tuh "his pointer on used car tires installed on the roadside with the inscription tire tubes and on top of it reads tire patches

"that's my sewer tire "sewot

"emang "his sahut without sin

"continue to say you tell us to muter, two more rounds, continue to take a right turn left everything "excited I feel anxious myself

"hehe..joked "his grin.

"astaghfirullah.I read the verse of the chair yes you "murder me.

"e eeh do not dong, sorry "his words with pleading eyes added cupping his two hands then brandishing his middle and index fingers form the letter v

"where does the house go ?" tanya mas Rifki who also felt annoyed at this one ghost

"that's it, the wall's painted white "pointed her

with a little bit of feeling bad Rifki got out of the car walking around opening the door for me .

"what are we gonna talk to her about?" ask me

"we will see later " said mas Rifki look relaxed, how could mas Rifki already have a plan ? I don't know

"excuse me. assalammualaikum"

"assalamualaikum" I said again

"nobody times mas" said I stared at the Rifki

"no, he's inside" said Dinda

"do you know where it came from ?" ask me Rifki

"tuh his motorbike is in the garage" he said

"well, let's try again "

this time Rifki knocked on the door

tok tok tok tok

"assalamu'alaikum.." There is still no sahutan.

"eh ..sorry sir, Bu" said I slightly bent the body

"what is it, and who are you two, who are you looking for ?" ask the middle-aged man who might be his father the man we're looking for

"we're his friends Dinda and Roni more precisely his friend Dinda "mas Rifki said

"oh ...What's wrong?" ask the mother

"we better talk inside , it's not good to have a guest when chatting outside" the father asked

"oh yes ..mari please enter "the mother let us in but strange when Dinda wants to participate in something like fencing her not only Dinda, the official was the same , they're stuck outside

"please sit down, what do you want to drink ?" bargain with mom

"don't ma'am, don't bother" I refused

"no bother ko, just water, yes I have taken the water to drink first, pregnant women must be tired" said the mother who did not seem to mind.

"you husband and wife ?" ask the father

"yes sir, this is my wife" said mas Rifki

"i am Rifki, and this Nuri "mas Rifki introduces

"my name is Bardi "his word

"there really is a thing that makes you come to our simple house "his question makes me glance at the Rifki mas

"this is his drink, sorry just sweet tea" said the mother, while putting a glass filled with sweet tea water

"it's okay ko Bu, this is also thank you, I thank ya ma'am "said I grabbed the glass and immediately sipped her a little , ' 'em ,just respecting it because it has been bother to prepare a drink, it is not good if you have bothered to drink our troublesome drinking instead do not touch it .

"so..would you like to see Roni ?" ask Mr. Bardi

"yes, is Roni there ?" ask me to interrupt

"oh there is ko, tuh motornya only there, Bu call Roni "the order of Mr. Bardi to his wife

just a nod the mother immediately walked inward .

Shortly after Mr. Bardi's wife came with the young man we were looking for, seeing his face I became increasingly convinced by what I saw in my subconscious at that time .

"who are you ?" her question is still standing behind Mr. Badri

"sit down first dong, you are not very polite" said Mr. Bardi without looking

pamuda named Roni then sat next to Mr. Bardi

"who are you ?" her question again stared alternately at me and Rifki mas

"do you have a talisman or something ?" asked me suddenly, made her blink her eyes

The article I felt a strange air when I saw her, it felt uncomfortable like something was enveloping her

"do you really want to look for me ?" her question was uncomfortable with our situation

"before my wife and I wanted to apologize first to my father and mother, our arrival here just wanted to ask about this " said Mas Rifki while putting a ring that I found in the park the other day

Seen from his expression , this young man named Roni looked surprised , but not with Mr. Bardi and his wife , they looked wrinkled and like thinking something

"what does this mean ?" asked Roni nervously

"the ring is like a ring that is often worn by Dinda, right sir ?" ask the mother

"yes like her, my father is also not sure" said Mr. Bardi

"actually what do you mean, this is whose ring, I don't know anything" he said, stammering , it appears once if he is nervous and anxious at the moment

"we just wanted to ask, do you know who the owner of this ring is ?" ask me

"no ... I don't know .. You better go, I don't know at all, and I don't know anything "his voice is stirring again

"doesn't know anything but your tone and manner of speaking look you know very well what happened" said Mas Rifki cynically

"sorry son Rifki, this ...what is the problem yes, please explain "ask Mr. Bardi who from earlier looks confused.

"father ask the father to be honest if you want to know what the problem is, we just want all of it quickly revealed, the love of the owner of this ring " said Mas Rifki again staring at the middle-aged man

"Roni, what is this, who owns this ring, doesn't this ring have Dinda's, right ?" ask Bardi's wife later

But the question was only a thousand languages silent, amid the insistence of Mr. Bardi and his wife who wanted his son to speak, suddenly the door was knocked with the sound of someone saying greetings

tok tok tok tok

"assalamu'alaikum .. good afternoon ..is it true here her house sodara Roni ?"

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