
"You sure there's nothing young master?"
Brother Zanuba asked Aron who was like in a hurry to get out of the room,
Aron looked to the right and looked to the left and looked at Zanuba's brother,
"Yes, take it easy, there's nothing,"
Aron.
"Then, what was that noise? It sounds like a laughing donkey,"
Brother Zanuba said,
"Oh it must be Scot or Gil delirious, they are often strange, know dong for sure,"
Aron says he made his two younger brothers victims of slander,
Zanuba's brother then nodded his head, assuming for this time to believe in Aron, anyway if there is something dangerous for sure Aron had told him.
"Alright, if there is nothing dangerous, soon dawn arrives, you better rest Young Master, do not get used to staying up late if it means nothing."
Brother Zanuba said in a voice like Bang Haji, it seems like brother Zanuba is one of his fans,
Aron is sleepy,
"Yes though you are still young blood, fiery blood,"
Said Zanuba again,
Aron grinning,
Then Zanuba's brother darted away, making Aron immediately relieved and quickly returned to the room.
In the room, the ghost of a beautiful girl is seen sitting on a bookshelf while smiling at the incoming Aron,
"What's grin?"
Ketus Aron's,
The ghost of the beautiful girl floated towards Aron who was walking towards the sofa in the room,
"Aron, you deserve to be the talk of many female ghosts,"
Said the ghost,
Haiy... Aron hissing,
The ABG boy sat on the sofa, in the ghost following and sat down on the table,
Ghosts are so, happy to do things that are not uncommon to humans.
"All right, now tell me! How can you enter this house without passing through the front,"
Said Aron,
The beautiful ghost girl extended her hand first to Aron,
Pale white hands with long fingernails longer pointed, pointed,
"First acquaintance,"
Said the ghost,
Aron looked to sigh,
Then he grabbed that hand and shook it,
"Tania, Satan Mania."
The Ghost introduced himself,
Aron looked at the ghost,
"Cyrene Ketan Mania."
Aron.
The ghost wants to laugh, but is afraid that the jinn out there who are alert to keep the family owner of the house will come back in and catch him.
"All right, Tania, now, tell me,"
Aron.
Tania's ghost stumbled, then finally ready to tell her story,
"Look at young Mr. Aron,"
The ghost of Tania sat down cross-legged on the table, her pale face looking solemn, and,
"As I said, I was just a long-sleeved ghost before, and then I finally entered a gallery, where I met the ghost of a good pregnant mother, who was, unfortunately the ghost of the pregnant mother was unlucky..."
Tania's ghost said with a blank look,
"Why is that?"
Ask Aron.
"You don't know? All your brother's paintings were put in a snake demon, a lot of ghosts were slaughtered there, no matter if it was children, or ciwi-ciwi."
"You mean, the world in the painting?"
The ghost of Tania who heard Aron's question nodded,
"Yes, the world in your brother's painting is being torn apart by them,"
Said Tania's ghost.
Aron looks silent,
"I ran off the ridge, uh he meant drifting in an indeterminate direction, afraid of everything that was going on in there. I didn't think it was worse, until..."
"You met a grandmother?"
Ask Aron.
"Well, she's Grandma hiding in a tree, she told me to call Rain's name."
Aron thought for a moment, why should I call Rain's name,
"That Grandma, who made the door into the world was Rain through her paintings, she wanted to escape, but she couldn't fly fast. As a ghost, he's already starting to get soaked."
Said Tania's ghost, too,
"And finally you can get in here?"
Aron stared intently at the ghost of Tania, who was then seen nodding.
And...
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