TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
TONI VICTIM

They found the same body they found in an empty house a few days ago. The rotten corpse is now in the middle of the plantation. Melt and eat the caterpillar. They cover their mouths and noses with anything that can dispel odors entering their airways.

"This body was found just this morning" one farmer said when asked by Ali. "Yesterday while we were working here, this corpse did not exist yet" he added.

Ali recorded every word. "If it's night, don't you see anyone coming here?" ask Ali.

The fifty-year-old farmer shook his head weakly and frowned, a sign that he was astonished by the shocking events this morning.

"Well, what other than Mr adalagi who lives in this area?" ask Ali again. Now the young man kept his records.

"Barham and Mia. They live here, too" he replied.

"Where are they now, sir?" ask Ali.

"They've been home for a few days and haven't come back yet" he replied.

Ali sighed occasionally feeling claustrophobic because at the time of taking the air he had to be forced to smell the stench. "I mean the person who was here when this happened other than the Father?" ask Ali.

"Oh, if that's me I don't know anymore" he replied.

"Then the one who killed this man was Father" Ali said.

The farmer was surprised and jumped back. "About the police, just accuse me!" the accusation.

Ali would not want to laugh also see the funny behavior of the father. "Joking, sir. The end of the Father was very tense," said Ali accompanied by a laugh covered by his handkerchief.

"Basic." The farmer nagged and his nagging was barely heard by Ali.

"Li, Here!" Inspector Zamal called Ali with a hand gesture as well to ask him to come.

"Sir, I went there first." Ali patted the father's shoulder gently and immediately went to his boss.

"Let's see this body. If noticed almost the same as the body of the victim who was killed and used his body at that time, huh?" inspector Zamal said as he covered his nose with his own collar.

"It seems so, sir. The problem is how do we find out the next victim, how to deal with the undead like this?" ask Ali.

"On ghosts for help you don't ask me. I am also confused and there has been no experience of dealing with undead like this" said his superior.

"If drawn from his conclusion, I have no conclusion, sir." Ali was serious.

"Neighbor! Where anyone comes to a conclusion, but has no conclusion." His superior nosedived Ali's forehead.

Ali chuckled and rubbed his forehead which was flicked by his superior earlier. "Handering, Sir. Rather than dying from inhaling the stench here," the reason.

Inspector Zamal ran away from the crowd who were also curious to see the bodies there. He inhaled as much air as possible so as not to run out of air when he again checked the corpse.

****

Shabita is lying in the hospital, the girl is now recovering there. Anggara faithfully accompanied her and deliberately took a week off to care for Shabita there.

The young man's phone rang. Anggara immediately accepted it. "Hello, Sir. What's up?" tanyakanya.

"Your girl is up yet, I want to go there? There are things to ask him" said the person on the phone.

Anggara looked at Shabita who was now looking at him with a wondering look. "It was, but he just realized," he said.

"okay! I'm going there!" said the person on the phone in a voice full of excitement.

The phone connection was cut off and Anggara gave his phone to Shabita. The girl accepted it and waited for Anggara to come out for a while. After a few minutes Anggara came again with a bunch of roses for Shabita. The girl smiled accepting it. "Make you" he said as he gave the flower.

"Female," call Shabita.

"Yes," he said. The young man looked at Shabita.

"Where do these flowers come from, how quickly do you buy them?" shabita asked just to make small talk.

"That someone threw it in the trash. I take it and I give it to you, pretty sparing." Anggara.

"Ah, you can." Shabita chuckled because of Anggara's reply.

"Eh, that's right. That was something that was thrown away," he said seriously.

"I can't say rubbish, either. It's still worth it" said Anggara.

Shabita hit Anggara on the head with a bunch of flowers and turned back to him. "Basic guys are not capital! Want to give flowers just have to scratch the trash first." Shabita.

The roses were on the floor. Assuming he was wrong, he wanted to touch the girl, but was afraid that Shabita would get angry again. He was forced to shut up while cleaning the flowers scattered on the floor. After cleaning he left again, a few minutes later he came again with a red rose.

"This is for you. Not from the garbage let alone the results of stealing from the garden next door, it was original from buying in the store front," Anggara said.

"Yes," Shabita replied in a stern tone while receiving a rose from Anggara.

"Beautiful," seduced Anggara as he rested his head on the bed with one of his right hands.

"Yes, the flowers are beautiful" replied Shabita timidly.

"Not the flower I mean." Anggara re-stretched his body on the bench he was sitting on now. "I don't praise the flower anymore, but you" he said.

"I think you're talking about this" said Shabita confusedly. He misunderstood Anggara's praise.

Geck, tok, tok. The door was knocked by Inspector Zamal. The nearly half-century-old man entered and immediately approached the two of them.

"Seriously very. Again, yes" god.

"Just talk about something else, sir." Anggara immediately snatched the rose from Shabita's hand and kept it in the desk drawer where the nurse used to put something in the patient's room.

"Not lie. It's a rose why it's hidden, frankly I won't take it anyway" joked his boss.

"Ekhem. What do you mean you came here?" anggara asked to divert the joke of the man.

Inspector Zamal patted Anggara's arm softly and now turned to pat Shabita's hand. "Eh, that was yesterday, right. There's another body and it's melting again. Then it's the culprit we don't know yet who. Try to figure out who did it?" ask Inspector Zamal with a style and tone of voice similar to women. Anggara just did not get out of thought after seeing his behavior that had equaled a sissy.

"I find it hard to predict that he's far away, but if he's around here, I'll feel it." Shabita seemed to be trying to glare.

"So, you know who he is?" ask again.

"If the body that I used to know who owned the body. She was named Toni," Shabita replied steadily without the slightest hesitation on her face.

"Who's that toni?" ask Anggara.

"Toni it was Palasite who terrorized me first, Ang," replied Shabita.

"Roof?!" Inspector Zamal seemed to gasp at the word 'palasite' ejected from the girl's tiny lips.

"Yes, Sir. I once faced him directly when he was disturbing Shabita," Anggara explained.

"Wait on! Tungus! Isn't Palasit the ghost head that became a myth, huh? How come there is, anyway?" hernia.

"The evidence of the undead alone exists," Anggara said.

"But it's weird. He's changing bodies, not Palasite is the same as Kuyang huh? Who lives in the body of a living person?" he wondered at both of them.

"I'm different from Palasite, sir. I can only eat from borrowing the bodies of the living. Whether you like it or not, he will continue to possess the person. If Palasite is also the same, but there is a difference. He can change his body at will to the living origin who agreed to be possessed, otherwise he will look for fresh corpses to inhabit. Different levels of devotion are different ways of life," explained Shabita.

"It can make a treat, right?" ask Inspector Zamal again.

Shabita nodded confirming the statement of the old man in front of her. "Frankly I don't want to deal with Toni anymore, sir. My captain terrorized him," to be honest.

"Byeah! Then how do I uncover this case if I don't want to?!" Inspector Zamal seemed to not accept the girl's words.

"Let him rest first, sir. Still hurts him," Anggara said.

"OK," He sighed and stood up. "Then I say goodbye. I'll be back" he said, then Inspector Zamal walked out of the room.

"What's the truth, if I refuse?" shabita asked wrongly.

"Sir papa, honey. Don't be so ah, his face." Anggara rubbed the girl's arm to give her some calm.

Shabita sighed then looked out the window. He felt bad for refusing the person's request. And he feels sorry for the people who will be the next victims of Toni.

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