Bodyguard Heart Guard

There's a Ghost

"Why didn't you tell me you had a house there, what you hid there, did you hide a woman in that house ?" toni's words affect Sabrina's mind enough, so even one count he made on Cobra's father, when he questioned the existence of the house he did not know.

"What woman, which woman ?" elak Cobra did not feel what Sabrina accused him of.

"If you don't hide a woman, why keep it a secret from me !" cebik Sabrina's.

Finally Cobra told me that the house was deliberately bought a year ago to prepare the residence of Yama's youngest child, so it was kept tight, so it was guarded, because the house at that time was used to hold Arsan and Karina for a while, fearing that there are still curious to come there as well as Toni did today, still visiting the house out of curiosity, if Arsan he sure will not be curious about the house, he deliberately bought a simple house and not too broad, not too broad, in addition to making monitoring easier, also so as not to be in the spotlight of his enemy's enemies if later he really moves his son there.

Yama or the youngest son Cobra was impressed in hiding from people, in addition to his health condition which is somewhat different from children his age, his existence will also be very dangerous if until there are enemies who know the place where he hides it.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me that Arsan was once my dad there ?" asked Sabrina again in a slightly irritated tone,

"If you find out, he'll die at your hands in less than 5 minutes, and the plan will be all but gone, we won't get our rights back" Cobra replied.

"What was the moment of the sale of the stock that Arsan was in a conscious state ?" Sabrina kept asking about how her father got the shares, she forgot not to ask because she thought her father got them by cunning and falsifying his letter.

"Of course he's in good health and conscious, even I have a recording when he signed the letter of the sale and purchase agreement, and all of that is done in front of the notary and the witness, too, I definitely don't want to be rash to face that cunning demon" Cobra said.

"But dad, how could he just agree to sell his shares at a price that you set yourself without rejection or without him bidding at all ?" Sabrina felt awkward.

"Well, maybe because he was clipped, wasn't his house in a bank seizure, not to mention that I also put a little pressure on him, he just asked for his freedom, and asked me not to deal with him anymore" Cobra replied.

"It is fitting that fathers are always deceived and in the eyes of people, such innocent and naive nature as this that as if fathers give others the opportunity to cheat on our families !" sabrina Protest.

"I ditch how, the proof is that the stock is back the family we have." Cobra said.

"Of course, I still feel that if there is something strange about all this, a money-worshiping demon like Arsan could not just give up his property" Sabrina said.

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That day after the office, Raya invited Dila idly through her old house which she knew had been confiscated by the bank, she just wanted to remember the sweet things she had experienced with her father.

It just so happened that Raya's car was at Panca's service, so she used a panca instead that day, the black sedan stopped not far from the gate, he just wanted to see his old house from a short distance, he missed the atmosphere of the house.

But when he was cool to look at his old house from the car, a security knocked on the window of his car that was tightly closed, Raya jumped in shock, not because of the knocking of the glass, but because who knocked on that window.

"Pak Maman ?" raya screamed as she opened the window of her car.

Maman who was also shocked to see Raya turned pale and acted all wrong, the window film window of the car was too dark, so Maman could not see the figure of Raya from outside the car.

"Ah,,, Eh,, non Kingdom !" said guup.

"Sir Maman works here again ?" taya Raya who seemed very happy to meet the old guard of her house.

"Thank God, by the way, how's the new owner of this house, are they good ?" tanya Raya plain, do not know that the owner of this house from the past until now has never changed.

"Ba-good, Non. Sorry I have to get back to work !" pamit Maman who does not want to talk wrongly and does not want to be reprimanded Arsan or Karina if the drinya up to flirt or mispronounce, especially now Arsan his war changed from his old attitude, now Arsan became a very cruel boss, and did not hesitate to beat or torture his workers if anyone did wrong, even now this house is also like a mafia headquarters, mafia, because it became a gathering place for Arsan's men who groomed like the makeup of gangsters in film.

Raya just nodded her welcome sign, although she was a little surprised by Maman's stiff and nervous attitude which somehow seemed very frightened when she saw him.

"Who ?" ask Dila.

"He's a security who works with my family first, in this house too," replied Raya while driving her car and then re-appointed her vehicle leaving the front yard of the luxury house that was once her residence.

Dila rounded his mouth while forming the letter O, his head in turn towards the big house that was curious about where his best friend lived first, because he had never had time to visit there, because he had never been there, but his eyes accidentally caught the figure of a woman who turned out Karina was watching him from the balcony overlooking the highway, his face was very clear and very eager to scream for help to anyone around the mansion.

"Gosh, what afternoon is this kuntilanak already hanging out ?" shouted Dila while covering her face because she was scared, she did not know the figure of Karina, so when she saw Karina on the balcony with a bony face and full of bruises thought to be a ghost that appeared in the afternoon.

"What the hell is Dil ?" wonder Raya saw the strange polah of her best friend.

"I saw a kuntilanak on the balcony of your old house !" said Dila while continuing to cover her face in fear, the shadow of Karina's creepy face really reflected the shadow in her memory.

"Ihhh, where there was, all the years I lived there never once experienced anything strange !" tepis Raya, who actually he also felt afraid, he was also cowardly, just a brave temple.

"I swear, I'm not lying, I really saw a creepy female ghost in the house, earlier." Dila was overwhelmed with the confidence she saw.

"Yes, it's possible that the house was empty for a long time, so it makes sense that the demons would stay there," concluded Raya ended her debate with Dila which could not have any end if each other maintained their own arguments.

After all, the opinion of the Kingdom had a point as well, the meang who lived in the house now were demons, only demons in the manifestation of greedy, cruel, human beings, and to justify in every way for money and power, to forget children, wives and brothers. Even the real demons alone are less sinister compared to human model so.

To eliminate the fear they felt earlier, Raya invited Dila to go to a cafe, she also felt bored and tired of her work all day.

They decided to go to a famous Cafe located in a Mall, as for most women, go Mall is a hibran in itself that can relieve fatigue and fatigue, and fatigue, even for Raya and Dila, it can be as a trauma reliever because they have just seen a ghost.

Enter them into the cafe, but Dila spontaneously pulled Raya's arm and held her back so as not to enter there when they had just entered through the door a few steps.

"What's up ?" tanya Raya's.

"There's a more sinister sighting than ghosts,!" whispered Dila, while advancing her chin while pointing at the pair of men and women who were enjoying their food.

"Ah, who, I think who," said Raya casually, she even walked towards the table where the two people she knew were.

"Raya,, don't be crazy,, Raya, let's just go, don't look for it !" Dila pulled the tug of Raya's arm trying to prevent her best friend from coming to the table, she would be very embarrassed if Raya got noisy in that place.

"Hi Cila,, Hi Lion, may we join you at this table ?" sapa Raya's.