The Ghost Of Death
The long haired woman

Unnoticed by Aura, her class had ended. But he was still motionless from his chair. His thin body leaned against the back of his chair, his two beads still staring blankly out the window.

"Ra! Why,lu?!" utari snapped, the sundanese girl had been caressing her body on Aura's desk, and her butt was still stuck in her chair.

"Nothing!" aura said, she was half shocked due to Utari's scream.

"You still haven't decided what to do for the exhibition?" ask Utari.

"Yet" said Aura weakly, her pupils glancing back towards the outside of the window. He captured a transparent shadow that he was familiar with.

"So she showed up too!" aura's shriek with a sweet smile had adorned her face.

"Who?" ask Utari.

"Gue go first!" pamit Aura, the tomboyish girl left Utari who looked sullen.

A sturdy body wrapped in a shabby white shirt was sitting on the floor of one of the bookshelf aisles in the library. He looked up at his handsome face, a look of despair emanated clearly from the expression on the face of Ghost Leo.

"You who?" ask a feminine sweet voice.

His transparent eyes stared fixedly at the face of Monika Ghost who was standing floating not far from where the Ghost Leo sat.

"Are you the new ghost here?" ask Monika.

Leo's ghost just lowered his head slowly, he still saw Monika who was wearing a clean white dress with beautiful wavy black hair.

"Am I not very pretty?" ask Monika to Leo.

"Yes, you're so pretty!" muttered Leo.

"Of!!! Where did I come from!" yelling Aura she did not realize that she was now inside the library.

"You know him, Aura?" ask Monika Ghost.

"He's my family!"

"Ohhhh, he's very handsome." Monika's pretentious attitude started to come out, she looked timid as she looked at Ghost Leo.

Aura immediately pulled the Ghost Leo's arm and left from there, before she got rampaged by the law student who became the ruler in the library.

"Where am I from?" asked Aura again, she was now in an abandoned building behind the art campus.

"I'm following someone." Leo's ghost looked quite frightened as he said that.

"Is that the man who attacked Raga?" asked Aura, she looked impatient to get a long explanation from Ghost Leo.

"Yes, but I lost him." Leo's ghost lied to Aura.

"Aistttttttt, I'm sure! The one who attacked Raga in the apartment, he must be the Blue Moon's killer!" said Aura, now his head began to hurt because of too much thinking.

Leo's ghost just silently saw Aura's deacon against Lecturer Imanuel.

Raga sits on a luxurious sofa in a magnificent room with a classic European design that is very thick. He was waiting for the ritual performed by Mbah Sodik finished, he is now in the residence of the Lecturer, Mr. Imanuel.

At the moment Mr. Imanuel is not in place, the handsome man has just been allowed to go to Raga. The bloody Roman lecturer also seemed very rushed when he was about to leave his luxurious house.

A pair of Netra Raga reflected his gaze across the corner of the luxurious magnificent room, he realized that a house this big has no CCTV.

Why would anyone else like Mr. Imanuel act so recklessly. A large, luxurious house with household parabotan items that look very expensive, and, why is there not a single CCTV that lurks the movement in the house inhabited by many servants and also this guard.

Raga is of course very suspicious of the bad situation at the house of Mr. Immanuel. In silence Raga again thought about how the gossip about Mr. Immanuel spread on campus.

Mr. Imanuel is indeed a lecturer with a good reputation, he is quite dedicated to his work. But the mysterious character as an artist makes getting a lecturer with a bad habit. Moreover, his rough habits were only shown to male students, whereas if faced with students Mr. Imanuel will act more gently.

It certainly can not be a benchmark for the character of a person. But the rumor about Mr. Immanuel dating his students has become a mandatory conversation among AI students.

At first Raga also did not really discuss the problem of the dime, but he had seen Mr. Imanuel alone with a student in one of the empty classrooms at the beginning of his lecture.

Raga still vividly remembered what Mr. Immanuel had talked about with one of his students in the classroom.

"Can't you stop?! Come back to me!" said Mr. Immanuel with a high tone that was blaring and echoing in all corners of the large room.

That masculine hoarse voice managed to make Raga glare at her monolid eyeballs, she squirms because she just realized from her sleep.

"Stop whining." the voice of the sundanese girl was still heard in a wry manner.

Raga also peeked at the quarrel of the two lovebirds from the gap of the chair in the room, because his position now is lying on his side with several chairs that support his high body.

Raga only knew that the girl had long straight and beautiful black hair, that was all Raga could remember.

"Don't change like him!" said Mr. Immanuel.

"I just realized that I look like him! So I'll be with him until anytime!" said the girl.

The sound of the clanging of a pair of shoes running towards the door of the room, the door opened and closed again. The beautiful long-haired woman left Mr. Immanuel who was still standing upright in his place.

Raga still looked at Mr. Immanuel from his place, she could see the middle-aged man's face looking extremely frustrated.

What he had seen had become an ingredient of support in Raga's heart. The curiosity and curiosity that became bigger not when a new fact roamed in Raga's mind.

Mr. Imanuel who suddenly got the terror of Mahluk Kiriman, as well as rumors that spread among students in his campus made Raga increasingly convinced that the lecturer of the owner of this house is not a good person.

Raga's legs began to move, she woke up from the soft luxurious sofa, she deliberately took a leisurely walk and looked around the contents of the large room.

His pace slowed down and his gaze circled the strange corner of the room, a dark atmosphere felt by Raga as his gaze seized an array of classic European books in a glass closet.

Raga again circulated her sharp gaze throughout the room, after she was sure that there was no other creature besides her in this spacious room she walked down the straight hall beside the book cupboard.

Straight hallways with thick books of various colors and titles that are not understood by Raga lined up neatly on the shelf. The 10-meter-long passageway leads to a secret door that connects the room with the basement of Immanuel.

Long fingers Raga grabbed the doorknob, she lowered the doorknob.

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