
Very dirty long black hair, drenched in sewer water. The smell should not be asked again, essentially equivalent to a can.
A deathly pale face that was turning blue from rot, his mouth was even torn with extremely terrifying festering wounds.
His eyes blackened entirely, blinking at Azka's handsome face.
Initially the ghost that inhabits the sewers in front of the Jami mushola, just crawling around in the gutter. But when a female ghost with a very thin body was dry, it was stark naked. Knowing that Aska could really see it, the ghost did not want to let Aska leave just like that.
The banyu ghost had blocked Aska's movements, standing in front of Aska who was about to escape from her.
"It turns out the Buana Guardians didn't lie to me! You can see me and help me, right?" asked the banyu ghost to Aska who did not dare to open her eyes.
'What prayers should I read, when I meet a ghost?' ask Aska in my heart.
'I haven't learned to go there yet!' Aska grumbled because she was too busy working rather than studying religion.
"I answered dong. Can you see me, right??? Don't break dong, Mas! Open eyes!" said the banyu ghost who was still in front of Aska.
Because they were close enough, Aska could smell the stench of the banyu ghost.
'I can even smell it!' Aska is getting frustrated because it seems like she can see ghosts now.
"Massa!!!" a banyu ghost shouted in front of Aska's face that was still closed in fear.
Finally Aska opened her eyes, because she could not bear the smell of the breath of a banyu ghost that exceeded the smell of a broomstick.
"It's crazy to smell this breath ghost!" aska keceplosan.
"So you can see me?" ask ghost banyu glee.
'I don't see anything! I don't see anything! I didn't see anything!!!' Aska continues to convince herself, and tries to be ordinary so that the banyu ghost will immediately stay away from her.
"You what yaaaa?!" Aska pretended not to see the ghost of the banyu who still stood firmly in front.
"I know you can see me! Don't worry, Dong Mas! There are rarely people who can see a beautiful ghost like me!" said the ghost banyu in the style of a centile.
But Aska did not want to deal further with any ghosts, which were of monstrous shape.
"Ohhhh the gutter is dirty!" Aska tried to be as natural as possible, but the smell and appearance of the ghost banyu. Making Aska's burly body unable to stop shaking.
"Hmmmmm! Fucking boys! Pretend terosssss!" Banyu's ghost grumbled with an even scarier face.
"I'd better go!" said Aska.
"Can't!!! The handsome man must help me first!" Banyu's ghost is completely unwilling to let go of Aska.
Aska who does not know the concept, a ghost that is translucent if it collides with solid objects. Even get away from the presence of Ghost Banyu, then just walk away.
Of course Ghost Banyu immediately suspected the Aska's spirit.
Aska continued walking, looking ahead. The man dared not look the other way.
'Buset, is there a ghost that bad?!' inner Aska. So afraid Aska did not even dare to comment anything about the visual ugliness possessed by the Banyu Ghost.
Because of the actions of Banyu's ghost who intercepted him in front of the mushola, Aska again forgot. If he was planning to chase after Ratih and explain the misunderstanding between them.
"Aisttttt shit!" Aska grumbled annoyedly.
Because ever since he met Utari, his relationship with Ratih seemed to be played by the beautiful demon ghost.
"Don't let the strange demon be obsessed with me," Aska only realized, if he was the object of Utari's obsession.
"Flower on the curse tree, kiss me, live forever!" Aska recalled, whatever Utari had ever talked to her.
"That demon girl..," Aska felt that there was something strange about Utari.
"And now I can see ghosts!" Aska felt strange. "What is my family's relationship with Utari?!"
Aska had already guessed if her father had a goib agreement with Utari, the demonic woman. But what kind of deal?
Why even he who is now being chased by Utari, even he was made by the demon girl, can see ghosts.
Aska who uses flip-flops footwear, feels one of his legs is very cold.
"Mas can see sayaa...kannnn?" Banyu's ghost turns out to have been fondling friendly at one of Aska's legs.
It seemed that Ghost Banyu could not stand for too long. He likes to fall in a dirty watery place.
"Akkkkkkk!!!" Aska could not help himself anymore, the Math Master shouted as loudly as he could.
But Aska's shout, instead invited more demits to follow her.
Utari's beautiful lips smiled obliquely, as she could imagine what was happening to Azka at this time.
"Hahaahaha!" not only did she smile on her side, Utari was now laughing out loud.
He had never felt such a deep happiness, like this since 1000 years ago.
Utari does remember all the moments of human life that have been taught. But he cannot be happy when he remembers his happy moments in the past. For any happiness that has been experienced in the past is just a lie.
"God! He was born weak!" Utari was still laughing out loud, as she could see how Aska was running tengganggang just because of the tadpole ghosts in the hallway of Mushola Jami.
"Jumi Bok! It seems like Ndoro Utari has gone crazy!" hiroshi.
The pointy-faced Japanese man, narrow-eyed but extremely handsome and resolute, looked towards Utari who was sitting on the sofa while laughing out loud.
Almost 100 years later Hiroshi became a maid in Utari's house, but she never saw Utari laugh that hard.
"Looks yes! For almost 400 years I've always been around him, but Ndoro has never laughed so cheerfully!" mbok Jumi replied.
"When I belom will be sent to the Baka Realm!" hiroshi.
"Mbok wants to be too! That's why we're still here, to take care of him!" mbok Jumi.
"Mbok still grudge against that family?!" hiroshi asked Mbok Jumi blatantly.
"Any human being can forget his grudges?!" ask Mbok Jumi. "You're the same, you can't forget that Javanese woman! You even survived here, only to wait for her to reincarnate!" Mbok Jumi back scorned Hiroshi.
A strong reason for human beings only includes two feelings, hatred and love.
Love and hate.
Some say that two things are the same.
But some say the difference between love and hate is just the tip of the hair.
Love and Hate.
The reason a person can laugh, cry, be happy, sad, angry and silent.
Love and Hate.
It can make you endure the heat of hellfire and its torment.
Love and Hate.
Can make you have a firmness as hard as a rock.
Love and Hate.
Always there, and buried in the heart of every person.
Love and Hate.
It can make you never regret, and fall into a crazy spirit.
Rather,
Love and Hate.
It can keep you locked in endless feelings of regret.
Losing someone you love so much that it would be better to die.
Hating someone, up to 1000 years of life can not forget.
Feelings that can make us cruel, naive and selfish.
Love and Hate.