TUMBAL PREGNANT WOMAN
The anger of Mr. Diky

In that room Mr. Warsito is in Susi's shackles. But when the two of them did the unification and kiss wildly, Susi's face turned pale. Mr. Warsito widened his eyeballs as he looked at the face of the woman on it.

"O Olive!" peeking Warsito with a face that suddenly paled in fear. In a time of fear that dominates Warsito's mind. Warsito's hand held Susi's neck. Not just holding his neck. But Warsito strangled Susi's neck until Susi had difficulty breathing.

The night wind blew into the vents of the room. The longer Warsito makes it more difficult for Susi to breathe because of the grip of both hands on Susi's neck. Warsito wants to break away from Susi, where the two are still in unification. Likewise Susi wants to release herself from Warsito's strangulation. Until a few minutes passed, Susi's body was limp and in a position still above Warsito's body.

"Damn! That woman is haunting me!" warsito said while throwing Susi's body which he thought was Olive.

In a hurry Warsito put on his clothes and hurried to leave the room. He had no idea that the woman he thought Olive was actually Susi. Susi was no longer breathing because Warsito had strangled her neck.

With fear Warsito came out of the room looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Djarot.

"Sir Djarot! Help u! Help u! There's a ghost in that room! Please sir!" shouted Mr. Warsito who ran looking for the lewd shaman.

The party room was quiet. Some people have been lying asleep due to heavy fog. While others do perverted things in the corners of the room without any shame. Mr. Warsito is still looking for Mr. Djarot.

"Where is Djarot?" mumbled Pak Warsito. But his steps like always followed by the figure of Olive's spirit.

"Don't come any closer, Olive! I-i'm sorry! It wasn't me who killed you and your baby" said Mr. Warsito as he stepped back away from the approaching figure.

"Sir Warsito! What's up sir? It's me Marsini's mom!" said the old half-woman walking closer to Mr. Warsito. Mr. Warsito took a few steps back.

"No! You're Olive! Go ye! Don't bother me!" said Mr. Warsito while throwing objects that are nearby to hit the head of Marsini's mother.

"Oh, sick tau!" screeched at Marsini's bu trying to avoid throwing objects thrown by Mr. Warsito. But still about his head. Ms. Marsini finally chose to stay away from Mr. Warsito rather than her getting rampaged from the old man.

Moments later, Djarot came out of the room, narrowing his eyeballs, staring at the paled Warsito.

"Arwah Olive is still curious to demand a reply. Mr. Warsito is the cause of death and the baby" said Mr. Djarot. Ms. Marsini paled her face when she heard Mr. Djarot's words.

"Sir Djarot! I don't want to be haunted by Olive's curious spirit! He was the cause of my daughter's death, Sonia!" said mrs Marsini who felt that she would also get the terror of Olive's ghost.

"Don't worry, mrs Marsini! I will return Olive's spirit to where it belongs" said Mr. Djarot trying to calm Ms. Marsini.

Do not forget Djarot who has fallen unconscious because of weakness. After Pak Djarot make Warsito in a calm condition.

"Mr Marsini, please go to that private room! I'm worried if Susi's why-why inside. If the prostitute dies, this is all Warsito's doing" Djarot said.

"Dead? Susi's dead?" sahut mam Marsini who returned was surprised by Pak Djarot's words. Ms. Marsini rushed to the private room shown by Mr. Djarot to ensure Susi's condition in the room.

"Susi is dead, sir!" marsini shouted with both feet trembling.

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"Damn it! Why'd the video of me having fun with that whore?" said Mr. Ivory angrily.

That morning social media was in an uproar with the spread of perverted videos conducted by Mr. Ivory. In his room, Mr. Ivory was seen riding black until the room that was originally neat now turned into a broken ship. Mr. Ivory threw things nearby. Her personal assistant was frightened when she saw Mr. Ivory furious.

"I don't want to know anyway! Delete the video immediately. Don't let my name get smeared because of my perverted video that has been circulating!" said Mr. Ivory.

"I will act immediately sir!" said the personal assistant with trembling.