TITISAN MY DAUGHTER
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They arrived at the fishing village. Anggara invites Shabita to explore the beach that there are many fish seekers in the sea.

"Still away?" ask Shabita. It has returned to how it was.

"In a moment," answered Anggara.

Shabita looked at the ocean, and then looked at the land, breathing the air there.

Sariani was suddenly present next to him. He looked straight ahead. What's he thinking? Sariani thought of Sean's message.

Elsewhere Sean thought about it anyway. "Am I the same as him?" He hit his own mouth. "How do I meet him again? Ehg! Mouth ...!" He sat on the sofa restlessly. Then he laughed to himself.

"Sar, why are you daydreaming?" shabita asked quietly while holding hands with Anggara.

"I hate someone. Want to hit the taste!" sariani replied in an annoyed tone.

"What did your friend say?" ask Anggara. He knew who Shabita was talking to, even though he himself could not see Sariani.

"I don't know. He said he wanted to hit someone. From what I know the one who pissed him off besides Toni, Talia, must be Sean" whispered Shabita.

"Have been quiet. I'm honestly horrified by your friend. He's fierce" whispered Anggara.

"You guys talk seems to lead to ridicule me" Sariani quipped.

"Where else is it headed?" Shabita diverts Sariani's allusions to Anggara.

"Near, just turn to the mainland there," replied Anggara.

"From that it was always the answer. Just tell me we've been lost since," said Sariani. Today he just wants to be angry and angry.

"There!" point Anggara while pulling Shabita towards a simple house decorated with coconut trees on each side of the house. "The house was uninhabited for several years. It's probably very dirty."

They walked to the bamboo house Anggara was heading to. Houses are often built by fishermen near the beach. Anggara opened the door, suddenly smoke of dust hit their faces. Shabita covered her face while slashing her palms to keep the dust away from her. Anggara looked at the white cloths covering the chairs and cabinets, he exposed them.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Anggara coughed because of the dust that flew from the cloth that was revealed earlier.

"Extra's cleaning, nih." Shabita looked at Anggara with another gesture.

Anggara. "Me again!"

"Mahaha ...." Shabita laughs.

Anggara sighed then embraced Shabita. "He doesn't exist, does he?" anggara whisper.

Sariani was upset. He had to leave so as not to disturb the affection of the two of them. It finally disappeared.

Sean was looking at Sariani who was looking at him with an annoyed face. Sariani was silent as the young man asked her to sit nearby.

"Why did you say that on the phone?" ask Sariani.

"Which one, huh?" Suddenly it was amnesia.

Basic maniac this one. I want to make this guy feel! Sariani sat next to Sean. He was still staring at Sean who turned his gaze downwards. "I have come to keep my promise. However, I don't promise to back down to face Toni."

"Why not, Sar? Aren't you afraid of him?" sean asked weakly.

"Nothing I'm afraid of."

Sean looked at Sariani, he noticed the spirit's face. There was no sense of hesitation when throwing his intention just now. "You can't possess Vanesa while he's dying. I mean when he's in a state of waiting for birth."

Sariani furrowed her forehead, she looked at Sean. "Then how do I fight Toni?"

"There's no way" Sean replied.

Sariani was disappointed. "What am I supposed to do now?" muttered. Sariani leaned back and folded her hands together.

"Istiratlah. For that matter let God decide. Obviously I'll help them from afar" Sean promised.

"Okay, I'm saying goodbye."

"Eh, where are you going?" prevent Sean.

"Rest."

"But don't say it, dong. You just slept in Anggara and Vanesa's old room last night."

"Oh!" Sariani exhaled. Then he stood up. "I'll be there" he said.

"Crazy people!" hina Sariani as she passed.

Sean simply laughed without a sound while leaning on the sofa. Sariani. A leafy green knee-length dress, with my one-sided sleeves, is available on the mattress as she lies down.

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Wear this shirt . I'm tired of seeing you in that tacky outfit. Signed Sean.

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"Norak said!" Sariani squeezes a letter from Sean. Then he looked at himself. "Basic crazy!" He's pissed. Indeed, it has been decades never changed and this is a dress that is commonly worn by spirits of his kind.

Shabita laughed as she looked at Anggara who sneezed as she cleaned the room. Anggara repeatedly grieved at being a laughingstock of Shabita.

"I want to cook, but here there is nothing," Shabita complained when she heard Anggara's stomach.

"Wait here," this young man's message as he walked outside.

Shabita just looked at her then replaced Anggara's task of cleaning up the dust in their room. Not long Anggara came with fish.

"Buy?" ask Shabita. There was no way the young man could get a fish this fast.

"The spear!" the answer.

"Can?" tanyanya doubt.

"Wear spear," replied Anggara. Automatically the answer made Shabita throw the cloth covering the item in the direction of Anggara.

"Basic," Shabita sneered. But he also laughed at it.

"We just burn in front of the house" Anggara said.

Shabita was silent. He noticed Anggara preparing the burning of fish. While he was only inside cleaning up the dust.

The night has come. Anggara and Shabita ate their cooked fish in front of the house.

"Van, do you regret coming with me here? There you live luxury while here can only eat this?"

"Eat him if poor do not be pretentious," Shabita mocked while biting a grilled fish.

"Eh, how dare." Anggara touched the charcoal and then touched it to Shabita's face.

Shabita scowled, he did the same as Anggara. "Felt!"

Anggara scooped the charcoal he wanted to avenge Shabita. However, the girl immediately ran over while laughing.

Sariani was wearing Sean's shirt. At first it was difficult, but how else. He wanted to wear that beautiful dress. As the young man walked towards the room. Sariani immediately goes into hiding, not wanting her appearance to be known to Sean. Sean steps away, he breathes a sigh of relief while massaging his chest.

"The book is good, huh?" Sean Goda.

Sariani flinched, she immediately turned to look at the angry young man. "Just try. Here, it's gonna get taken down!" his objection.

"Ngapain is removed, just wear it" Sean said.

"Baggingly ugly. It was still good for my clothes," said Sariani as she grabbed her clothes on the bed. Sean eliminated him. "Where is he?!" snapped it.

"Oh, which one, huh? That white cloth looks like a foot washcloth, huh?" satire Sean.

"Asam! That's my old shirt, let's give it back!" He tries to touch Sean, but is translucent and can only touch the air. He forgot his limitations. However, he gasps in shock when Sean turns out to be able to touch him.

"Everything here you can hold because of my devotion, including me if you want, but not hurt too, times. Beloved," god.

"Your head needs to be banged against the wall so it's sane a little." Sariani. "I'd rather be your grandmother, you know!"

"Good, Grandma. No papa," seduced Sean while grabbing Sariani's waist.

"Deliver!" Sariani. He tried to destroy himself, but could not. He tried to hit Sean, but instead just broke through. "Vean, plis. Off!" begingly.

"Eh, khilaf!" sean said while releasing Sariani. He came out of the room with a whistle.

"Asam is right!" Sariani stomps her feet. He was struggling because Sean managed to make him helpless.