THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER XV

Half an hour later.

‘Tok..tok’.

‘Suti darling, can mama enter’.

‘Please mam, door unlocked’.

‘Czech....krieeek’.

‘How are you. Look at me bring warm ginger water. Drink!’.

Taking the glass that Laura's mama handed out, Suti drank it greedily.

‘Glek.

‘Honey, slow drinking’.

‘Heem’.

Suti wiped the corner of his lips that were exposed to drinking water with the back of his hand

before saying thank you.

‘Mama wants to go to the restaurant, to check the monthly report. Do you want to come’.

He just shook his head.

‘Or do you order something to eat?’

Once again shook his head and just stared blankly at the speaker.

‘Em alright, I might go home when dinner arrives. You're okay alone

home. The household assistants will be ready to help you if you need’.

‘Yes mam, go do your job’.

‘Ouh darling you kicked me’.

‘He....he..he’, just a small ruckus in return.

‘Oke mama go first yes. Be well at home’.

‘Siap bos’, kelakar Suti.

Laura Asian and continental restaurant.

Looks like the owner of the restaurant is sitting on his chair while knocking

pen shirt. A second later he grabbed the phone in front of him and put it up

headsets. Pressing the number he has

and make calls.

‘Halo Jay, this mama’.

‘Ya ma what's calling me early in the morning.

‘What you're not worried about with Suti’.

‘What mama mean?’.

‘He was a little dreamy earlier when mama say goodbye to resto’.

‘Maybe her health is a little down so she does like that’.

‘No Jay isn't it, when mama gave me warm drinking water. He chugged it directly

without pause. As if thirst for a thousand years’.

‘Ha..ha mama no-anything’.

‘Serious Jay. Look at your wife again. Who knows she's pregnant with your son’.

‘Containing...eh Yes ma’. ‘How

maybe, me and him kaaan’, thought Jay.

‘Later we visit doctor Wiwik in poly content of ma’, the answer again straightforward.

‘Heem’.

‘Tut’

The connection was also cut.

Cartwright Mansion, daylight.

‘Sutiii, wake up come to queen mother’.

The voice came along with a gentle breeze that hit his face.

‘Ehmmm’, indistinct murmur heard from his mouth many times.

His sane mind refused to call it.

‘Come.....come’.

The voice was getting louder. Soon a strong wind blew and,

‘Braaak’

The door opened wide, and Suti opened his eyes. His cruel look shined

in all directions. His mouth grinned cunningly. Slowly his body lifted up,

Right in front of the Japanese-carved wooden door, he stopped his mouth wriggling as if

chant something. A second later, the tightly locked door opened

widths. A thin fog gushed from within. He doesn't care, Suti's body floats

towards the big sofa in the middle of the room.

He saw a painting of a typical Javanese-faced woman accompanied by a faced man

Europe, sitting in a chair similar to a singasana with a gaze

sharply, he scanned it for a moment before the gaze of his eyes turned green

with pointy pupils like snakes. Both hands were raised as if pushing

something and,

‘Sssssshhhh, rise up my brother. It's been a long time since you fell asleep in that painting’, while

stick out his tongue that branches out in all directions.

‘Arise...rise. Our descendants are hurt, it is time to retaliate, sssssshhhhh’, he hissed

any more.

A dazzling red light emerged from the woman's painting. White shadows shrouded

the fog darted into Suti's body. He shook violently, his head let out

the smoke was thin and slowly disappeared as if being sucked into it.

A satisfied grin poked, his body again floated out of the room. At the time that

at the same time the door of the Cartwright family museum room was closed by itself

strenuously. Suti fell asleep in his room as if nothing had happened

pun.

The house was silent again leaving the sound of a garyng, the usual season insect

heard when the heat is coming. Give her loud wings and

rhythmically sounded throughout the mansion. Wati squealed her forehead she felt

being in a mountainous area with the characteristic sound of that. For a moment he was lulled, but

when he nodded to himself,

‘Since when there is a gareng in the mansion yes, usually only butterflies. Isn't that animal

it went extinct decades ago. Since this residential area

was established. This taste is like in prigen course’, he smiled a little considering

her young mistress is from.

In Australia, the Clark brothers office building.

The man smiled looking at the clouds heading west.

The bright blue color in the sky is slowly displaced by the orange on the west side. He's getting more and more

a big grin as night began to blanket the city of Melbourne. Right hand

grabbing a cell phone by the pants and pressing a number.

‘Trut...trut....trut’.

‘Halo, sir’, the female voice from across there replied.

‘Yes, have you done the task I emailed?’.

‘Already, all set according to planning, but he has never left the mansion since

the’.

‘Daamn, maybe your trigger is less strong’.

‘That is, sir?’.

‘Stupid, do I have to show it in front of you now so you understand’, the hardship

coarse.

‘I understand what you mean, but how can he see if the person is alone

never been out mansion’.

‘Very-very stupid. Do you know the thing you're holding right now?’.

‘You mean mobile phone?’.

‘Bingo you can use it to run your mission’.

‘Ouuuh, alright I understand’.

‘Heem’.

‘Tut’.

A sneer sprang from the woman's lips shortly after they ended

dialing.