The Indigo Three Twins
The Shaman's Death Preparation
While clearing his throat, he opened his voice to ask two of his colleagues about a shaman. “Do you know where a shaman lives,” ask him firmly.
One of his colleagues also choked on cigarette smoke which made him cough.
Uhuk ... Uhuk ... Uhuk ...
“Did you say that was the house where a shaman lived?” ask her back while laughing giggling.
“If the madam hears this, I make sure you won't be able to talk back.” A serious threat to his partner.
“OK ... Okay ... Sorry!” he raised it to two hands. “Then for that! I better ask my family directly, because they often come to the shaman. The unlucky one is a famous shaman unmatched.”
“Then all this time, did you believe the words and actions of that shaman?” ask other colleagues who had been silent.
“To be honest I don't really believe in mystical things, let alone a shaman who is just an ordinary man.” He said with a heavy breath. “If for occult things I can still understand, because one of my family can see those we used to call ghosts.”
“Wah ... Whoa ... I didn't expect you to still believe in those ghosts,” taunted two of his colleagues simultaneously.
After two of his colleagues mocked him after hearing that he did little to believe the otherworldly life existed.
“Laugh before you meet them,” with a grunt. “The lady is out of the office building, if you're still laughing like this. I'm not sure madam won't suspect you.”
He rebuked without allowing the two colleagues to stand still, when they heard that their mistress was indeed walking toward the car driven by them.
Until a few minutes later the mistress arrived looking at him with sharp eyes.
“Are you guys waiting for me too long?” ask Marista Mayang without making small talk.
“No mistress,” replied one of them. “Where are we going madam?”
“Jrance the car,” Marista Mayang's orders firmly. “Let me show you the way my destination is.”
Soon the car was driven by Marista Mayang also left the office building to the house where the shaman lived.
Yes, he must immediately eliminate the shaman, because he has failed to kill someone he really hates. So that he could seize his position and change himself into the wife of a Raymond Wesley Wiratmaja.
Meanwhile, somewhere else at the same time, in an apartment occupied by Sean's best friend Raymond.
Thinking about the words that stuck in his mind, for some reason he began to fret when the wife of his best friend asked for help to always guard and protect his friend wherever the friend rested.
‘Hopefully what's stuck in my mind right now, is a dream flower. Even though my heart starts to doubt everything about you Ka’ whispered Sean wistfully as he played his favorite crystal glass.
Because his mind was a little chaotic, he was forced to eliminate his mind by drinking his favorite.
But a few minutes later the ringing call entered his smartphone lying not far where he was standing while twirling the crystal glass.
With curiosity so high, inevitably he took his phone, saw the list of names of contacts who called him was surprised not playing after he read the name in the contact.
Pasting his smartphone, listening to a report that was successfully obtained by his men where he ordered to investigate the identity of Marista Mayang.
“What you want to report to me!” ask Sean to the point, without greeting across the phone.
“Look this boss, I want to report about the investigation I'm currently doing. Has the boss read the incoming email?” he answered, asking Sean.
“I haven't read the incoming email today,” Sean said. “Indeed you managed to get the identity I asked for?” asked Sean while confirming a report from his men.
“I managed to get the identity of the woman, but your boss has to be careful when he is close to her!”
“I mean earlier boss, just to remind you. Especially Mr. Raymond, because of the investigation I managed to get. It seems like women have been eyeing Mr. Raymond for a long time, I investigated deeper. That the woman was also one of the people who liked Mr. Raymond since college, until Mr. Raymond married his wife. The woman did not accept all the bosses, so I am not surprised if the woman chased after Mr. Raymond until now, even the woman forgot her married status and had a daughter boss.”
Said his men clearly and densely. But what makes him curious is the name and child of the woman.
“Then do you understand who the husband of that woman is
?” ask Sean.
“Mr Raymond himself even knew him the boss, his husband was master Kevin Morgan Adhitya. Mr. Raymond's own business partner the boss,” replied his men steadily.
“Are you sure of all your investigations?”
“I have investigated everything boss, and also I was a little surprised by the state of Mr. Kevin. Like lost in the swallow of the earth, after the husband of the woman suffered a stroke suffered by master Kevin. I think there is something that is stuck from the pain suffered by Mr. Kevin.”
“Hem so yes!” sean's parrot. “Ya already then, I ask you to monitor Kevin's condition. If anything suspicious immediately report back to me, also keep an eye on the whereabouts of the woman is very dangerous for the life of Mr. Raymond.”
Sean orders firmly and decides his call unilaterally, he daydreams of a foreign-sounding name in his ear.
‘Marista Mayang huh? It seems like his name is familiar to my ears. Maybe she's a quiet girl who used to pay attention to Raymond? Oh god, this can't be him now eyeing Raymond back. What should I do?’ sean whispered with a confused look.
Somehow he increasingly became convinced about the words uttered by his best friend's wife showed a sign of where, that his best friend's wife had prepared herself for the death that loved him.
‘If it happens to you. I swear I will continue to serve you, and I will protect and protect your husband and children. Like you asked me!’
Back again to Marista Mayang and his three men were splitting the streets increasingly quiet, until then the voice of the mistress sounded.
“Oh yes by the way have you done what I asked you to do on that phone?” marista asked his three men.
“Excuse me madam, let me talk to my family first. To inquire about the address of the shaman the madam requested.”
Without answering him with a quick movement of the wrong of his men, contact his family to ask for the address where the new shaman will live.
Until a few minutes later the car that was riding yes has reached the house where a shaman who will soon disappear it.
“Have you spoken to your family?” ask Marista before getting out of the car.
“Already madam, they say the shaman is still carrying out his duties,” he replied doubtfully.
Hearing this, Marista's eyes began to look sharp when he heard a doubtful answer from his men.
“You and your colleagues don't have to interfere in my business, just show me where the shaman lives. If you deny my orders, know for yourself the consequences,” said Marista with a deadly threat.
“Sorry mistress!”
“I received nothing from someone who dared to interfere in my affairs,” he said later. “After coming from this place take me to the shaman that your family said.”
Sahut Marista without turning towards his men who looked at him with a look of confused face.
“Anyone of you has a gun?” ask Marista.
Dutifully one of his men, gave the gun he always carried to the mistress.
Leisurely sauntered without any fear in him, as he walked towards a house that looked ancient. But keep the mystical thing in the house.
‘Prepare you fucking shaman, do you think you can live a quiet life after failing to kill that woman. It's not that easy, because you're the first person I'm going to send to the afterlife to see your wife. Before I obliterate that damn woman with the baby in her womb’