Abstractal Nature: Diaries

Investigations

Girl in white pajamas and long haired horse tail style, sneaking into room. In the hallway was deserted, no guests or hotel employees passed. The girl no longer needed to watch there, she opened the door and hurriedly moved inside.

Arriving in this room room, the special sneaker found a woman had been rolled lifeless, lying adorable.

"Hhhh! Hhh..!! Ummphhhh..!"

The bed was wet and red, it was full of blood. The neck of the corpse was torn, the base of the arm was torn, the body was split right in the middle of the chest. The contents of his ribs (heart and lungs) have been taken away. The condition of the corpse was truly terrible to behold.

"Hhhhhhh..!!"

When he was confused, he looked at the window. There the curtain stained with blood and just fluttered through the wind, was open, the perpetrator fled through it!

The wuutts!!

Wauw, the pajama girl immediately left by darting, exiting through the ghost style window. He penetrated the fabric as well as the concrete frame. He's a terrible person, but somehow he's scared.

"Hhh.hhh..!!"

In this air he was confused and kept looking around. His body is floating, but where else to go in Jakarta in 2966? Many high-rise buildings as far as the city's grandeur.

The inn building that stood near him might not be the first CTF he visited. His pajama shoulder looks like a red stain. In the room of death, he had not touched anything. Moreover, the girl's body was transparent at this time.

Zwwith..!!!

A beacon of markings radiated up into the sky in the distance. The color of the girl's eyes is as purple as the existing flare. The long line that looked like a powerful laser was a signal for him who was chasing.

The wuutts!

He arrived on the roof of a building within a second, which was already standing next to the laser source. "Bacaine, Nutritional."

"Status soloter cardyceps, sir. Still in parasas, organs eaten, the fifth intake."

Turns out he had a twin. The face next to the pajama girl faces her as well, they're the same. Both are different because of the clothes and groups, the employer and his men. Pajamas and F1 Car Pilot.

"Hhhhhhhhh! Very cute about cardy. Hhh...! Whoa, Niz? We're warning him now," take the employer. "Hhhh! Hhh.. Horrified also the life of the soloters."

The creatures they discussed remained busy biting and eating on top of the building opposite. Maybe dinner tonight. A cannibal? There the cardyceps held a hand, as well as the young man's shirt covered in blood.

Digh!! The pajama girl squatted while landing at a safe distance from her quarry. He touched the stomach and while standing in the red suite was roughly like this: clothes:

"Malem, Long."

Krrach.. kraach..!!

The opponent chews his food lightly until the sound sounds crisp but like muddy.

"Well, that's disgust to know. Man if laper tuh kasih satay, not girl fingers. Get out of here, Illiteracy!"

The young man stopped from his show. Eating again to talk. He looked at the officer with a flat face in a squatting position. Like a child was finishing corn full of oil, there was red saliva and meat crumbs dripping on his chin.

"Denger. Have we banned, napa lo ngeyel loud here? Go I said. Search in You Forest there, pliss. It's not a farm."

Tsllrp..!

"Ehh.. Tongue lo.." commented the officer, staring at the interlocutor because he saw an unfamiliar object when the young man licked his lips. "Light skirt?"

"Godhhh!!"

The cardyceps stood up slamming his food, then spit. While the bully was quite surprised at the anger, staring at the billowing spit, boiling the concrete surface as soon as the owner threw it away.

"Jijik ishh's. You kill people, you make them dirty. You slob!"

"Geea!!"

The young man ran towards the target, making his opponent even more belligerent, raise an eyebrow.

"What the hell?"

Among them, the place was quite spacious, there were no obstructions. So on the way the young man's hand was seen the flow of energy. The veins she light up under the surface of the skin.

"Petromak nature.." commented the girl, rather amazed. "Lo really, can't be alone in a dark place."

"Huhhhh!!"

The set!!

Arriving in front of the target, the young man instantly swung his nails, clawing. The officer kept his head quiet.

"Geeya!!"

The set! The set!

Location lighting, in the helipad is less bright with the nail flame of the cardyceps until the existing movement sets the bias.

The set! The set!

"Oh Allah, it's nimble." said the officer, evading and continuing to retreat.

The set! The set!

"Stop!"

The more backward the officer gets closer to the end of the helipad.

The set! The set!

Shu.. uuut!!

Because it continues to be attacked until the end of its footing, the girl immediately floated down, into the goal of the attacker's foot. His body exactly fell slanted and smoothly slanted.

Hyoung..

The movement was like a dry leaf carried by the wind, sliding jumping, nyerodot to fly head down, then turn the body at height and..

Digh!! Officers landed while squatting.

"I know. I'm Jired."

"Armgh!! Huaarra!!"

When busy looking for his target, the cardyceps turned back and immediately angry to find Jired okay.

"Hooaaarggh!!"

"Ehhh.."

The youth immediately ran away with loyalty, plus a disturbance in the head that began to be overgrown tumor.

"Astaghfirullah."

Grfgrh...

"Ara!!!"

Realizing the unexpected, Jired retreated slowly while still paying attention to the cardyceps kenshin that mutated into a glowing zombie.

Not only were the hands lit, the young man's feet were already red-smouldering. His feet were on the floor. Her flap hair grows spontaneously until she is ruffled.

Gubragh..!!

So in a hurry, the jabrik ayan fell. But his body was unstable he immediately thrashed on the helipad floor.

"Hoaarrg..!!"

"Njir. kasian ihh, very cruel parasas he. That max is not even getting along. Euurghs!"

"Aarrgh..!! Argh!"

The young man continued to groan in the parasol. Many tumors grow in other parts of the body, knees, calves, shoulders, neck, plus heat.

"Ck! Wrong elo too, ah! It's late."

"Aarrg! Hooarrg. hoaarrgh!"

Jired didn't comment anymore, she scratched her head. Tousling the waist over the existing mutation, which lasted nine meters there.

"I'm a lightnov. Lo new soloter, so it's still nausea so cannibal. Dope the disease immediately."

Jired walked over to the zombie mill that was still glowing hot. The right hand of the officer was able to shine even though it happened outside the skin. He stepped up while taking out Lightnov, the energy ball.

In the second that was going on, there was a time notice. The girl's suite lights on red a notification sign.

Didiits!

"Well it's time. Boarding to close. Euurghs!!"

The blugh!!

Arriving in front of the foreign mutant, Jired squatted immersing the anesthetic ball on the forehead.

Gwii. it!!

Klee. whoa!pek!

Ayan youth instantly remained motionless as soon as Jired held her head. The body stiffened into a white ceramic statue. Objects were either frozen or drugged.

Swwh!!

The smoke billowing from the statue then transformed into a clean-shirt young man. A soloter.

"Lo what do you want to say now? Sampein," said the officer.

"Gue's? Ahhaha!!"

"Yes. Elo! Napa?"

"Where's the cup hand, huh?"

"He's busy. Not a field boy."

"You're two of the biggest*blocks!"

"We do not understand, want to join them is the choice of elo. But if they are still loud here, I make a decision. Nebius. They won't want to eat a proper diet, you'll keep throwing up!"

"Gue must have come back better. Fuouh!"

Jihan quickly dodged as the young man spat towards her.

"Anjrite.. Sore suture, huh. There's no guts."

The swuuth!!

The young man darted away without caring for the officer's words. So funny, Jired got carried away with emotions.

Just as Jired was about to fly and wanted to vent her wrath, suddenly..

Ckiiit!!

A black flash stopped in front of Jired while stretching out one hand, his position turning back.

"Ehh.. Moon.."

The creature that stopped the officer wore a black hood, his posture as high as a Junior High.

"There are still thirteen seconds. He spit me out. I want to jotos his mouth."

Luna was still in the pose, still intercepting.

"Hhh..!! Yeah yeah. Patience. Istighfar.. Azaghfirullah."

The hood boy gave his thumb. He then looked at the ceramic statue underneath, then squatted down. Luna touched the stiff object, the statue immediately shrank into pearls.

Zwiiit! Gliitt's!

After being taken, the pearl is thrust to the officer.

"Oh yes. Forgetting. Swollen. Mayan dikit gini if it is packed khan make full," Jired took a sharp stone and discussed its value.

Swutthe!

Luna flew away without saying goodbye. In the air he disappeared, a shiny layer left a translucent mark. He went not through the fog like the style of the young man, but was equally invisible again.

Dii. iiit!!

Time runs out, Jakarta is full of tall and magnificent buildings seem shifted position from the view of Jired. But it turns out it was driven by a suite that took the wearer moving time.

Swwh..!!

Coming out of the big ball, officer Jired touched his stomach. The sound of a shrunken rubber shirt was heard along with the suction of the suite by the navel of the girl, similar to the sound of a zipper. The guy's back in his pajamas.

He came out of the cloud as it enlarged in size. The ability to fly is still there, Jihan moves forward with the body still floating, float move like a seahorse. After changing his clothes, he landed on a special pavement, walking towards the doorless box room which was 3 meters in front of him. Jihan immediately sat down, opening her desk drawer.

But when the table rings.

Ti.. twinkle!!

Dakhs! Jihan instantly closed the notice, like a person patting a mosquito on the table. Then his face looked beautiful.

"Eurga! Three one..! Shut it up."

The table surface still displays the screen menu, not changing. Jihan may be late to respond until she immediately upset the other officer first. It was seen someone darting through the portal.

The hexagon hall is a large place, in the center there is a 369-meter diameter cloud ball that is nothing but a time portal, not a simulator machine.

Here there are also three sidewalks that are circular hexagonal shapes or waiting places. It is also like a ladder and on the wall has a cube cavity.

A speck of light slipped out of the officer's body. The object then transformed into the girl, none other than Giziania. The clothes worn by the mahhal (smooth creature) warepack are similar to F1 pilots.

"Such the last boarding. Slave to Cafeteria."

The wuutts! The jeans sped off without waiting for an answer.

"Ready, Ndan.." said Jihan who was observing a round object, still in her chair with a lot of fragrant 'compass.

Jihan shakes the compass. He observed that the needle had not changed or moved. It's plain, there's no numbers or letters, "frozen" either. Behind the same glass. The compass is exactly the bike peleg, a lot of fingers.

"What's this thing about..?"

Jihan turned the thing she was aiming at to the table. The compass rotates like a coin. When looked at, for a second, two seconds, until the object stops, the needles remain silent. Jihan picked it up and was re-shaken in a hand.

The pajama girl then put the obscure item on the table. Jihan leaned back, looking at him. He sighed because he could not do anything about the foreign 'maenan', just saw it for life.

"He, what's the matter?"

"Rubble."

"Same. I just got one stone. Eat yuk?"

"First War. Nutritional to sono just now."

"Lo wants to buy what? Let all of you live amm," the Rose bargain that did not accidentally see Jihan sitting at home like people waiting for opening hours.

"Ketoprak meat ball."

"Surely."

The rose walked away without a long comment. The floating white spots also left Jihan. What he left behind was still sitting looking at the objects on the table.

Jihan is late to take the mission or first another shabby, but not a serious problem. The next day Boarding or the mission list will be available to report the detection. Because parasas are never full, they still teach their recruits to be cannibals.

The compass there makes Jihan silent a thousand languages, kepo. There's no further clue about him. This dead thing is still considered 'living' by Jihan.

Rhhh!!

Compass spins itself. Jihan was silent to look, not disturbed or shocked because she was telekinetic. The tool suddenly 'sngerem' and immediately stand still, but the needle is still none centrifugal.

Kriu.ukk..

The sound of worms was heard.

Jihan walked past many tables in the Cafeteria. The average person here wears pajamas. In addition, Jihan is also barefoot, there are other lusids that cross paths with Jihan, nyeker and pass each other. Soon at the destination table, Jihan shifted the chair and sat down.

"Baso Kupat is cheap too, Han. Many more.." said Rose without letting go of his busy eating vermicelli seasoning beans.

"Yes. We are still using the digit boarding bit. The original Ketoprak, you know."

"Gue nyobain which I nih.. aduh. one spoon still sticky taste."

Jihan smiled to herself while touching the table. The surface of the furniture reacts to the touch taking out a plate of Ketoprak Meat Ball. Jihan pulled out her chair and took the spoon in the container that was in the middle of the table.

While the one sitting to the left of Jihan, remained busy taping the menu, was poking at sweets. His face was indeed exactly Jihan, but this figure in F1 clothes was qorin jeans.

"So why Han? Her face rada-rada kel. I asked Nizi, he said you guys were in the same old-fashioned shoes."

Finished asking, Roses fed her food again.

"It's not an antique anymore, War. The compass is mystical there is no cure. I slammed, rubbed, the needle died never moving at all."

"The compass that you maenin was in?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Jihan's already stirring the food, her stomach's "ruined". The alarm sounds as they close their voices, Jihan feeds a spoon first, then churns her armpits again. Now he calmly put up an ear to continue the discussion with his friend who is also shabby.

"Kiraen legend stone's. Where's nemu?"

"Legend stone's. My pearl class was late, War," Jihan explained the basic job, then her hands turned the spoon-forks container. "Ngejogrok in the abandoned shophouse. My timeline is leaking. Nutritional knowledge of nemu. Look at it."

Gwiits..!!

A transparent screen appeared in the center of the table, Jihan bribed the spoon after turning it on. Roses also watch the show.

That afternoon at work, Jihan stopped in front of a clock shop. He's still wrapped in a uniform, the store's location is not far from the Citymall building. There are also many streets. On the sidewalk, Jihan stared at the shop.

When Jihan walked in, the shopkeeper was not welcome. The father stood quietly reading the news online, while his cell phone. Jihan did not care, her eyes were busy looking at the items on display.

There objects are sold strange all, the father is showing off UFO products.

"What clock does a bicycle peleg sell, sir?Too many needles?"

"As such. Servant is waiting for you, my lord."

"Giz?" look at Jihan with a frown.

The shop owner walked inside. He didn't talk, just left the display case with the bracelets.

Jihan continued to look around while handsome waist. "No definition gini rukonya. Morning still has a contract board. Since when it opened."

"Look at what I found. Our timeline has long been leaked, my lord," said Nizi who squatted in front of the compass, telling Jihan who had just entered following her.

The object that Nutrient discussed was the only thing in the empty space, inside this abandoned shophouse.

"What's up, Giz? Compass?" tanya Jihan observed the item she picked up.

"I've told this to the Asthma board. He said it's true that this is a timeline leak. We'll find out, my lord."

Gwiits!! The screen disappeared.

"Lo just take it to Olive. He knows a lot of products. Not gonna shake your head, Han."

"But why does Ma'am Asma not say?"

"She also nagged. Timeline of elo rights. If we change basetime, we're just dealing with him."

"But there's no way we can get to meditate on basetime."

"Valid's. Needle motion not to make you mumet gini khan? What else is the same sensitive basetime speech."

Nutritional has been silent since. She's Jihan herself, her face is exactly her employer. Nutrition has finished eating, at the table the plate is empty there is only a candy wrapper.

"Sir.." said Nutrient rather slowly.

"Yes, what's Ndan?" jihan asked while looking at the source of the voice.

"Hamba thinks this thing has something to do with Pnin. Maybe Nina got something similar. His hand is still related to red-stone."

"Yes already. After eating, we'll meet Olive. How's it??"

"Yes, Han. All for validation," said Roses. "Olive would know."

In a hex room so large and numerous people, Jihan walked past the shadow of a rock. The round object on it was floating in the middle of the room, orbited in a white circle. There are three blazts on each wall, except the platform wall. This place is the main yard of the warehouse.

There are fifteen touch doors aka black glass called blizt. Jihan is looking for a blizt whose edge is marked white. Currently at twelve o'clock or North, he touched the surface.

The claphh!!

The room suddenly changed in size, people disappeared and changed in number to a little, Jihan had moved places. Here many objects are stored in wall cavities. People were still passing by, appearing near the touch door, others disappeared in portrait light.

In his place, Jihan swept a look looking for a door sign. He immediately stepped towards the five o'clock or Southeast, followed by the Little Star, the blitz he was looking for turned out to be on the opposite wall.

The claphh!

Again the hex room shrank in breadth as soon as Jihan touched the door. In this chamber he found a round, four-legged ship. There was also a girl who was pressing the remote, the ship changed its color in front of the child.

"Disclaim him? Fussy?" jihan asked, still quiet on the spot, observing Olive.

"As such. But the Council has finished" said the Light Spot, flickering its color.

The Little Star moved towards Jihan's hand. The speck circled the master's fingers, orbiting. He's Nutritional, giving a thing to Jihan.

Zwiiit!!

Little Light swelled up into a girl figure

shirt F1. And Nutrient still clasped Jihan's hand. His head is a little down.

"Seriously, don't you want to seal again?"

"Hhh. Thus. This vacum will only make the safety of Mr. Princess (Marcel)."

"Ooh. Yes already. I also don't want Qarrat to touch him anymore."

Unbeknownst to them, Olive was already near them. Jihan and Nizi turned around, finding the council. Olive was listening to their chatter, holding her wrist in front of the body.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" ask Olive.

"Yes, Olive. First we want to clear the vacum."

Jihan tells about the mini-lighted pen in her hand, the tool she immediately thrust on Olive. The council immediately got it. Jihan was still waiting, because Olive was observing the taper.

"We'll save it, Han. No one can take it anymore than you. But about the place, you should meet me first. Yea?"

"Good, Olive. Keep the second one.."

Jihan reached into her pajama pocket, pants. He took the 'compass'. Once obtained, that many fragrances Jihan gave to Olive without saying a word.

Olive observed an object the size of a gallon lid in her hand. Not long ago told that the item he was holding was a diary. Olive puts him on Jihan, but is left hanging.

"Diary?"

"Yes. It's a diary."

Jihan frowned and looked at Olive. He also did not ask. Jihan ignored the conch.

Olive pressed the remote while directed at the 'compass'.

Gliitt's!

"Ehh," startled Jihan, funny attitude, pretended to be surprised.

Olive thrust the mini-book at Jihan. Finally the owner took it. Olive also explained something about the compass when Jihan opened the page.

"You can open this visual by touching it to the navel, Han."

"But there's no writing here, Live. The pictures are all Al Hood," Jihan said at the event. "What do you mean?"

"That's, Han. Consider him the next expert. The parasas."

"You mean, should I find Luna?"

"Yes. Don't forget. Open the cover, you can place it on the navel. And vice versa if you want to close the image of the goods."

"You really belong to parasas, there must be something for Luna. Thanks, Live. Valid is also your guess, Giz."

"This is indeed Pnin's message. Is there a third one? If you want further validation, you check the location of the findings in the Diandra timeline. If the store is in the same condition, then the problem is with me."

"Why should I doubt you, Live? I believe it."

Olive answers Jihan's question that she is a human who will continue to learn, wants to be serious with people who need her.

"Yes, yes. Not only you, mbak Asma also said that my timeline was hollow, there was a leak. We go first, okay?"

"Met the investigation," Olive replied, nodding her head while keeping a friendly smile.

In the main courtyard of the warehouse, Jihan and Gizi chatted, they set a goal.

"You know what Pnin dumped by Nia, yes, we have to find Al Hood, Giz. Let's just get it validated."

"No comment."

Luna's residence is on the Internal Border.

It used to be escorted by Kisye to go to the house of the legend, his technique by knocking down the roof of the station.

Now the lusid who wants to meet can go alone to Al hood house by contacting Epsi, no longer need to fly.

"Ehh.. It's stuck, Giz," said Jihan, finding her stomach strapped to a red-yard.

"As such. It's a sign she (Luna) is not hunting. We're ready, Fiter. Take us to.."

When Gizi spoke, Luna's heirloom immediately took her passengers away. In the middle of the crowd, both of them shot upwards, piercing the ceiling of the room without a sound.

Jihan and Nizi arrive at the platform of a train station, and the sky here is different because the big figure in the atmosphere there is the Ap Hood's seat.

Here the place is beautiful, clean, and quiet. Here also appears five transverse rails, still empty from the train. The two of them looked around, looking for Luna in front of the station's surveillance room.

"Who is sitting there, Giz?" jihan asked to see another shabby looking at the transparent screen on the platform seat.

"One of the dev team waiting for his friend. Seed detected that he's Hega's name."

"Oh his son. We have to wait for him to clear up, dong? Khan he wants to see Luna too, Giz?"

"No, my lord, until his friend comes. There's a conversation here in the next hour" Nizi said as she placed a finger in her ear, touching the Speaker.

Both are still wrapped in laser thread. Back brought flashing without a notif, penetrating the building. They stopped in the parking lot, in front of the station, found Luna pulling grass on the edge of the building.

The girl who was sitting reading a book, immediately realized the presence of two guests who were already standing nearby.

"Ghost?"

"Hi, Jihan."

"Well, how is he here? Nemenin lo's twin? What else is the foreman?"

"I'm in work training. You'll know what my job is like here."

"But.. your body is like asep gini anyway?" puzzled Jihan sees Ghost's body exactly a ghost, untouched.

"Ah see, Son of Heaven has finished."

Jihan and Ghost find Al Hood washing her hands. He was in an orange uniform, similar to an inmate's outfit. Her hairstyle was exactly Ghost, face, height, Luna and Ghost like a betel in two.

Beres washing, Luna bolted through the fence. The pale played a hand alias signaled to Jihan. Ghost watched Luna's hand.

"She said she liked me, there was a conversation partner, and I understood what she was hinting at" Ghost reported.

"You guys are like, that's how it fits," Jihan commented as she reached into her pants pocket. "Gue is Nutritional. Lo same him. Here I look at Pnin's book again. Could be an important message for Internal."

While clamping the reading in the armpit, Ghost receives the object that Jihan is holding. He opened the page. Jihan and Nutrient silently watched. Ghost gave the diary to Al Hood, then moved his hand to his shoulder, his finger swirling in the air.

Luna opened her diary, finding her face, the pale expressionless. He gave the book to Ghost. Luna tapped cubit with her wrist, a cross.

"He doesn't understand what this is. So please she said open, she's out of the cover."

Ghost thrust it again at Jihan.

"Oh yes. I forgot, the balloons are flipped. Oh, yeah, I'm magic."

Drrtch..!

Ghost frowned seeing the diary turn chewy as Jihan stuck it to the stomach. The pocket book seemed to shrivel up into a thick glass filled with pointing needles. Ghost observes the magic 'compass' in his hand when Jihan has given it to him, then thrust it at Al Hood.

Luna clamp the center 'compass', she's a princess with her telekinetics. The object is spin, spinning exactly the toy in the online shop.

Rrrh!

A red hologram appears showing a two-legged creature. He ducked towards Luna after moving his hand, gesturing. Shortly thereafter it was extinguished. Gwiits!

Rprr!!

Luna accelerates spin rotation, the 'compass' does not emit shadows anymore. Luna finally stopped. The set!!

After the 'compass' was held by Jihan, Luna regained the Ghost again, her chest pointed, her head shaking. Luna also continued the gesture, tapping on the back of the hand with a finger.

Ghost immediately delivered the translation to Jihan. "This clue has been in your timeline for a long time, the report and its contents are not for him, but for you."

"So what is this also Pnin that Nia abandoned?"

Ghost gestured at Luna, his five fingers fused together and opened. He sliced through the back of his hand, then took out one slice, clasped his fingers.

Luna nodded immediately.

"Yes. He said, indeed the part that was removed from the body."

"Hhhh." - Hela Jihan. "Valid's. What time is Giz?"

"Sir, ten minutes is over. Sunday morning, nine o'clock basetime."

"Luna, Ghost, thank you. We go first."

Luna and the little ghost bent over.

Jihan's body slightly jerked, hugging the roll in the bed. He came down from the bed after the close-mind.

In front of the closet, Jihan unbuttoned her pajamas one by one. The shadow there covered his face, asking for the action that was taking place.

"Lo what? Swer Dian is still meeting with the dev team. Here I am; Nay. You want to fight size what, gini exhibition?"

"Pantesan budeg I context in dalem. I copied it first."

"Two hours if you let me cross over here."

Jihan was already lying on the bed with her body wrapped in loose jeans and a t-shirt. Casual. He's onmind again.

"My room..?" jihan asked looking around the room, his body already transparent.

There is not like a room, a lot of home furniture stored in the room, in the warehouse to be exact. The room is now a bit dirty and dusty. Only illuminated by the light outside the window, from behind the mosquito nets.

"It's my room, isn't it Nay?"

"Welcome, Kunti's home" said Nay, his voice Diandra, and still leaning against the door of the room. "Ortu you're still sad. But it's Diandra's timeline."

"Sad how?"

"He hit his only son, his favorite son, committed suicide on campus with a bottle of sleep death."

"Yes. Dian told me, I overdosed on campus. He was buried too. But I just found out this is what the timeline means, Nay."

"The terms of the server are complicated. Whatever, you name this in our timeline. Lo mandatory skinchar in this time. People who know your face, ntar run screams."

"Yes, Nay. I'm heading to Citymall. In sono there is a shophouse former clock shop. I have to get there to be valid, minimize where the problem is."

"To where I used to be, put on skin. Mr. Lo again fell asleep below. Cepet here, kedenger ntar mewek again him."

At the destination Jihan got off the motorbike, found the shophouse's rolling door attached a banner "KONTRAKKAN, HUB: XXX".

"Valid kalo gini," the women in bed, then shone the camera hapenya.

Nay dropped standard iron on the roadside. He approached Tompel and asked about the progress of the case. Nay only accepts cell phones.

"Take a look at the visual, on my timeline."

Nay immediately highlight the smartphone camera to the existing banner. The screen shows a clock shop, no advertising banners. When Nay pointed the camera to another place, there was no difference about the place and the physicality of the building. With the camera, Nay can see the situation and condition of the road two hours ago.

The visuals of the shophouse are different. Two hours ago it was open, but at this hour it was dirty, dusty, and was being "sealed" by advertising.

"Please gini timeline lo? Did you report to Asthma?"

"Udah," answered Tompel's Cheek. "Where to try, look at Dian's cape."

Nay gave the phone to the owner. He reached into his jacket pocket, picking up his employer's gadget. After he took it, Nay let go of the item, observing the clock.

Tompel closer his phone to Dian's smartphone, there appears to be a time difference which is the difference of two hours. Tompel gadgets at 09:17, Nay handheld at 11:17. Tompel also asked Nay to set the timeline clock back to minus 120 minutes.

"Ih, kepo very lo this anyway. It's clear too."

"Udah Nay, cobain. I told you to take it to my timeline."

"I got Dian's mouth again. My boss is against him; don't do it, don't do it. No need to ahh. Got an eloquent crumb."

"Try here."

The set!

Tompel snatched the hape from Nay's hand. The forced one unintentionally turned his head to the street, so he let Tompel.

The Forced Tompel was immediately abducted after the time in the HH, his property was tucked in a jeans pocket. A minute later Tompel pointed the camera in front of him. But..

"But. daaa!"

"..?!!" Tompel was still confused.

In front of the shophouse, Marcel was posing victori, pointing two fingers. Marcel also stuck out his tongue, putting on a random face.

✌️😜

Nay approached, posed. He stood his hand on Marcel's shoulder, his other hand held three fingers, a metal pose.

Due to the responsibility of aiming at them, there also the two had posed, Tompel immediately snapped the location.

Czechoslovakia! The two girls were photographed in a UFO clock shop.

"Yes ampon, you since when is this cell here? Why?"

"Wish to try good?" marcel asked, walking over. "The lo's my bolot horn."

Tompel glanced at the roadside, there was a matic already parked beside Dian's motorbike. Marcel snatched the phone from his hand, Tompel remained silent.

"Good for three" commented Marcel, successfully photographed with a sombre sweater and knee-length jeans. "Where's the nutrition, Han?"

"He went to the contract, he wanted anything he said about this store, napa until he moved there."

"Where are you?"

"He's in Harmony's watch shop, Cell," Nay replied.

Marcel took him straight away, driving Jihan to the side of the road. Nay let, already busy with HP incantations, restore the time setting.

"Wait for Nay, Beb," Jihan recalled as Marcel raised the standard iron of the motor.

"No need. Cepetan rose," pinta Marcel, already sitting in the corner and start the bike.

Brmh!! Brmm!

"Day! You wanna come with me?"

"First, ouch.. Go first! I'll take the clock!" nay said without seeing the other person.

Nay's hand seemed to shake holding Diandra's phone, she was probably afraid of her employer's nagging.

Tiin's! Sally. iin!!

"Yes sono first, gih. Duh.."

Tiii!!

When Marcel honks again Nay does not glance, still concerned, do not want to say again.

"We're staying..!! Noooo!" pamit Jihan, without sin.

Brremm!!

"Are there any other reasons other than no workers, such as the contract price is raised or maybe the shophouse is less strategic?"

"I think there's no, Mom. Already deserted, his shop is always he (employee) liburkan. Better come here again, before my brother sells it."

By directing HP alone Jihan can know who the figure of the woman who was talking, dressed formally and as beautiful as that. In addition to the absence of Nutrition on the camera screen, two hours ago the store owner was stirring coffee and eating snacks.

Nutritional still talking to the store owner. Tompel aka Jihan ended her activities, giving HP and hugging Marcel's back. Marcel was still sitting on the bike saddle then he took a selfie, waiting for Nizi to finish.

"Okay. This search is deadlocked, he (the store owner) does not indicate anything special. The move was on his own initiative, sir. There's no clue to read Clue Pnin. There's nothing more we can do."

"Oh yes, Niz. I'm afraid this crack is Jhid, it's a shortcut. He's not at the Panti, skipping and picking. I'm combing his tracks now."

"Jhid's truant, not at the parlour?" ask Tompel, anyone who sees his face would want to slap the sticker on his cheek loose.

"Yes. Enik nugasin si Fitri to write and tick. Afraid of me, if Enik's story is too late how? Astraler's got it too."

Nay twitched his horn, the three women glanced at his arrival. Stopping in front of them, Nay brandished a bag of soup food. His three timeline guests were flustered as he left the venue.

At the Diandra's house they sat five. Apparently Nay was told to buy meatballs by Diandra to entertain his friends. All the girls enjoy soup in the room Diandra.

"Yes. Just take it off."

"Yahaha!! Andanan srimulat."

"Son, no. It's not skinchar, it's people's screams."

"Samely, people if you see you must be anxious."

"Bodo.. What matters is that kalaen is satisfied."

"Itaka..!"

They laugh out loud. Two minutes, quiet. Then the topic chat changed to the timeline that was being messed around.

Then Diandra explained the causes if the leak Jihan let, but the impact is not so serious if it is intentional Pnin.

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