The Reprisal of Bully Victim Girl
Chapter 13

They landed perfectly in the middle of the crowded night market visitors.

Geet was so happy. "Wahh I always wanted to play here. But just got through being a ghost."

Huza snorted withholding laughter. "Who has never walked here?"

Geet. "I've been dead since I was eleven. While living also nyokap just busy working for my expenses. So I've never been to play here the same nyokap."

Huza wanted to know more about Geet. "How do you want to go?"

"Well me?" Geet snorted coldly. "Bokap is not responsible. My second wife, just because his first wife was rich, had a position, I was left that way. Even as soon as I visit the bokap in prison, arrogant really do not want to admit me as his son."

"Why are you in prison?"

"Corruption. So I'm a corrupt boy. There's no cool."

Huza chuckled. "Yes now the ghost of his son is corrupt. It's cool."

"Iiihh is not cool. Eh Za, ride it yuk?" Geet pointed at the rotating cable car.

"Lo said he was afraid of heights?"

"Not very high. I used to ride that. Come on, buy the ticket.."

"Diihh ni son is not aware as well. We're ghosts, why buy tickets. Go straight up."

"Ehh yes... It's really cool to be a ghost, can ride for free..."

Huza and Geet chuckled together.

Their visible world turned out to be much more beautiful, more colorful.

They chose the empty cable car number 13.

"Why number 13, Za?" Geet asked as soon as the two were already sitting on the carriage.

"Say I watch movies a lot, how about it? The number 13 is considered haunted. No one dared to go up."

"The one's haunted, right? We're the ghosts that go up."

The train started to turn.

"Yes too. This time I went on a ride." Geet was so happy to look down. "Eh Za, look it's a ball toss."

"Don't be weird. Lo want to play throw the ball that is on the blur visitors see the ball hovering not looking at the throw." Huza's words made Geet chuckle.

"Sorrys. I am still adapting to being a ghost. I can't buy cotton candy. Though I always imagine the way to the mall market must be fun while buying cotton candy."

Huza just smiled mesemically. "I can also eat where I can eat."

Geet chuckles. "Yes, yes, too. So ghosts don't have a sense of laper, thirst, sleepiness don't exist either."

"By the way, how can you be around the building? If you're hanging there, it's possible you were killed there." Huza.

Remembering that, Geet became annoyed again.

"Gue is bullied and slandered. Because the girl gang at the college where I work so cleaning service my hobby is really bully. They slander me so sugar baby mistresses the fathers. Until his girlfriend Aunty I continue to make sure I check in at the hotel so I continue to avoid. Uh my aunt's boyfriend's niece is the Lesta, whose guy is chasing me until I've been forced into his car to be taken to the hotel, fortunately I can run away. But I ran away from home because my aunt trusted her boyfriend's niece more than I was her own niece. After that, I betrayed my own friend, who I believe, even want to sell me the same man to be a bed partner of three. I didn't expect the friend I trusted the most, the only one I could count on, but I was as low as her. When I ran away from there, I met a gang of girls who bully me. They knocked me out and threw me in that building. I was desperate and wanted to jump off the roof, uh I saw the incident that made me die. I saw people being dissected. Then I realized it was like this."

"Gue's angry, emotionless. But I realize who I am and can't reply to those who have bullied me. Especially now that I'm dead. I'm not sure anyone's looking for me either." Geet remembered Tina who was consumed by the slander of Lesta. "I only have Aunty Tina. There is no more my family. I don't want to admit to me."

Huza fell silent, and grabbed her shoulders. "Ikhlasin. There's nothing we can do either. They will also get karma."

Geet twisted the edge of his clothes, annoyed but unable to do anything.

"What about yourself, Za? Before you die, what's your life?"

Huza tried to recall a flash of his past. "Gue grew up in an orphanage. My parents died in an earthquake when I was a child. I only have brothers in the home as my family. And..." Huza fell silent, then tried to remember again.

"And what, Za? Where's diem?"

"Let's remember something." Huza tried hard to remember and enforce his seat. "Yes I want it now. When I travel to the concert venue, I get word of my brothers and sisters home a lot are missing. And I got to that building because the sisters of the parlors were brought there to be sold abroad."

Geet creeps at the thought of a child being kidnapped and sold.

"Gue managed to fail my sisters were taken, and I helped them escape from the building. But instead I stamped and killed them. After that I realized that this is not clear. I don't know where they buried my body."

Huza was silent thinking about that. "Well five years, I wonder how my sisters home is. They must be worried that I don't exist. I tried hard to be the winner of the contest, so that I can get money for the school fees of the orphanage sisters. I want them to go to high school and be successful. But baby, my efforts were in vain and I died at a young age. I haven't even twenty years."

For a while there was no sound between them. I don't know how many times the cable car has run. The duo of ghost lovebirds still share a mellow story.

"Gue is not twenty yet. There's still a lot of hope for me but here's the end."

"What is your hope?" Ask Huza.

"Yaahhh simple. I want to go to college. I work on campus so cleaning service, I see who can go to college. While me? Well, accept fate."

"Maybe this is the best, Geet. We hope that this syndicate will soon be bent so that there are no more victims. I'm tormented so ghosts can only see them killed, without me doing anything to help them."

Their chatter is endless, until only realized the cable car has stopped with the position of their train at the top.

"Lho's? Is it closed?" Geet saw the black market was no one.

"It's a ghost, it won't know time. It must be midnight so it's closed."

"Well, how are we going down?"

Huza flicked Geet's forehead. "Remember status. Should I help make a Ghost Identity Card in Geetazia's name?"

Geet frowned. "Yes, I'm new."

"Yes, it's coming down."

They both came down from the cable car.

"Now, what's the walk back to the building?" Ask Huza.

"Just walk away. While looking at the sights."

Hand in hand they walked away from the closed night market field late at midnight.

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