The Grim Reapers
Chapter 8's

Andi walked back regularly. His eyes were staring intently at a girl—maybe the same age as him who was in front of him. The girl looks normal. It was so normal that Andi accidentally looked at his legs that were not there.

And... Andi clearly remembered that this girl who was yesterday in front of the door of Rizal's house. The girl seemed to chuckle softly when she saw Andi's cautious behavior.

Whusshhh

The girl moved behind Andi, making him instantly jump in shock and hit a pile of cardboard that had been there since when.

“Do not fear.. hihihi.”

Andi's face was already completely paled. His brain told him to run, but his body did not even move at all. Andi could have shouted, but he didn't want to take the risk. It could be that the thugs were still in front and would hear the screams from him. The ghost slowly stuck out her hand, trying to touch Andi made her instantly close her eyes.

The ghostly pale hand moved closer and closer, Andi could feel if the temperature around him was heating up. And when the distance is less than five inches, the ghost suddenly bounced. Making a big wind wave, until some cardboard is thrown from its place.

The ghost is angry. His form changed immediately. The face that had looked pale white and smooth disappeared just like that, replaced with a face full of anger and hatred. The ghost's head was half-destroyed, the eyeballs hanging, blood also streaming down the ghost's face.

The ghost was silent afterwards. His face was facing straight towards Andi, as if he was staring intently at her despite the fact that the ghostly eyeballs were no longer in place.

Andi felt nauseous instantly. The ghost smiled widely, revealing a tear to his mouth that was quite wide. He looks similar to Kuchisake Onna from the legendary urband in Japan today. The ghost then laughed quite loudly and in a matter of seconds slid towards Andi. But then again, he bounced. Even now he seemed to be writhing the heat.

Not wasting a chance, Andi immediately ran out of the attic. Bodo time with the thugs. The demon he had met was even more sinister.

Andi ran in a daze as his feet stepped on the floor after his struggle to lower the stairs of the attic. The stairs were stuck for a moment. The blow on the door had stopped, the thug might have left. Without a second thought Andi immediately ran towards the door, opening it in a hurry while occasionally looking back. Make sure the crazy ghost didn't follow.

When the door opened, Andi immediately stepped out his legs, still with his head looking back. Naas, in front there turns out to be Rizal who seems to have just returned. They both hit pretty hard. Andi fell on Rizal's body, making both of them glare. Rizal who was first conscious instantly pushed the rough body of Andi on it.

“My husband is not gay, I am not gay” the sentence was thrown from Rizal's lips repeatedly, making Andi immediately snort.

“Gue is also not gay. If I'm gay, where would I be homoan same lo” decihnya.

Rizal glared back. A flutter dropped by on the younger head. “Heh! Lambe!”

“Lagian you're rich maniac. Running is unclear, where not to wear clothes. Byeah lah, the list is so jubilee sana”

“mana there is a lock as good as I” Andi said bragging.

“Gendeng. Wes lah mlebu sek come, ra sah kaya wong edan nang ngarep umah ku” (Sinting. Come on, don't get rich crazy in front of my house)

Rizal stepped in ahead, while Andi was still silent at the door. He remembered the ghost he had met in the attic. Rizal stops his steps when he realizes that Andi is not coming in.

“Heh, how do you do bengong there?”

“Buruan njirr, I lockin new tau taste lo”

Andi hurriedly got up from the front door, following Rizal inside. I wish the ghost wouldn't bother him anymore.

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“Mother?” Desta was amazed to see his mother who just stood still in front of the door. “why not enter?” the mother cleared her throat briefly before entering her daughter's hospital room.

Jidat Desta crinkled, noticed his mother's eyes that looked a little swollen “Loh, mother out crying huh?”

The one asked shook slowly. “Not kok” elaknya. Her voice broke the dark hair of Desta, a smile rising on her face that did look a little chaotic.

“Keep the mother why? Ampe swollen gini” Desta rubbed gently both eyelids of his mother, implied a tinge of worry from his speech, although he said it calmly even tend to be flat.

“Oh, this is because of lack of sleep, gapapa”

Desta nodded softly, trying to believe the mother's answer even though she wasn't sure. Desta shifted his body slightly, making room for his mother to sit on the patient's bed.

“Sit here aja bun, must be tired mother right?” the mother smiled, her heart warmed to see the actions of her daughter. He refused, not wanting Desta to feel constriction.

Desta frowned, a little dislike. But her mother insisted so she could only nod her ass.

Kriettt

The bathroom door opened, featuring a new Alea with the arrival of her monthly guests. It could be seen from the jacket he tied up on his waist, covering the part that was exposed to red stains.

“Nyusahin aja, where to wear white pants again. Anj—“ all Alea grunts stopped when he realized that Desta's mother was there. Alea smiled embarrassedly as she was about to let out a harsh word.

“e-eh no aunt. When is tan?” Alea pushed forward, then shook hands with him.

“This is just nyampe, you have been here long?” Alea nodded slowly. “hehe yes tan”

Desta chuckled slightly at Alea who looked a little clumsy. The conversation between Alea and her mother continued to stretch, discussing a few small things because basically Alea was quite familiar with her mother, while Desta just silently listened while occasionally making a sound when pelt questions.

They laughed together, Alea made a joke that was actually worth asking where the humor was. Dab. But it didn't matter because what made them laugh was Alea's expression when making her joke. Really ridiculous.

The chatter interspersed with jokes from Alea continued. Desta was still laughing softly because of Alea, but the laughter stopped as she unintentionally looked towards the door. Christ stood there, wide-eyed. His mouth made a series of words without sound.

“Game will start, dear”