Catastrophe In Old House

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Memories are created not to be forgotten. Do not regret a meeting, because everything that has happened is always a silver lining

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Suddenly, my eyes and Naell looked at the direction Sintia pointed at, I immediately smothered my mouth afraid of screaming. Naell squinted, trying to catch what he couldn't see.

"The cave didn't see anything" Naell said as she shrugged her shoulders and glanced at Sintia and stopped at me.

"You're that surprised? Oye.... There's nothing there. Don't act anymore, aren't you tired?" Then I pulled my hand that was covering my mouth violently.

It hurts, it hurts so seriously. But I chose silence rather than reply to his words, because now he must not believe.

And how not to be surprised, the ghost I see now is really like a bloody bath. Long hair waist with a little curly was wet with blood that did not know who the owner of the blood was. His forehead continued to bleed like it was beaten until it cracked. The light blue shirt was almost perfectly wet with that fishy red stain. And there was a doll in his left hand that he just dragged while going back and forth up and down the stairs. The grayish-colored bunny puppet also seemed to be taking a blood bath with the middle-aged woman.

"Who is Sin?" I didn't respond to Naell's rude behavior. What's in my mind right now, is this person also included in the puzzle that I have to collect to find out who Nathan is?, why did he die? What does this have to do with Linda?

"She's her mother bang Naell, the woman who killed herself while killing a child's life," she wrote...

Sintia didn't even think about Naell's feelings when she told him what made the woman covered in blood. Sintia tells her that Naell's mother is a murderer.

"Well, I believe you now, and what do you want to come here for? To the point of bringing up my mom just to make me believe in the ghost?" The little ghost smiled and finally saw that he did not have to try hard to make Naell believe in his presence.

And remember, this is all thanks to Sintia, the girl of ceplas ceplos or the mouth of the bucket.

"Don't I ever tell you Naell? If Nathan comes to me asking for help to solve his unresolved problems?" I said a little lazy.

Though previously I have explained the purpose I came to look for it, what explanation I was at that time only considered the wind then?

Naell exhaled and smiled wryly, he then opened the door wide and gave us a way in. And for the second time my foot stepped on the inside of this house.

The only difference was that I went in without permission, and now it's allowed. Naell walked first in front of us to the living room on the left. There is a luxurious sofa set in black adds to the elegance of the house that does not dominate this color. There is only black and gray, the rest can not be found here, even the furniture is not colored. At most there are one-on-one white, such as a flower vase and photo frame.

Make no mistake, even long photos in black and white, but there is one photo that is deliberately made large and in a gold frame. Yeah, that's the only thing in color here. Yesterday I didn't pay much attention, but now I can see clearly what's inside that big gold frame. There are three small children, two boys and one girl in it. The female has her long hair and is placed on the left side of her shoulder, while the other two are twins whom I believe to be Naell and Nathan, they look good with coconut shell hair that combined with sweater clothes that I do not know what the original color because it is also printed in black and white.

"That's Naell's bang with the late Nathan bang, while that little girl sits in the middle of it's their sister, her name is Claudi," clearly Sintia while folding her hands on her chest stared in admiration towards the photo.

"Why did you know it was Claudi's sister?" Naell asked while carrying two glasses of drinking water, and it was just fresh water.

Okay, I don't want to mess with what he gave us, but we also came suddenly without a hopeless invitation, really an unwanted guest.

"hmmm..how do I explain it, which I certainly know from what I see," replied Sintia while shrugging her shoulders.

"Why just a photo of the three of you in the frame in gold? Why the photo with the parents is not in the gold frame, and only in the medium size print is not as big as the photo of the three of you," I said pointing to the photo of the three brothers and then switched to pointing to their family photo on the other side of the house wall.

"Maybe it's because our parents think we're more valuable than both of them" my frowns cluelessly. But yes, everyone has their own opinions and ways to show their love for their children.

But wait, why did Sintia say that Naell's mother killed a daughter? Was the daughter he killed his own daughter? Is killing one way of conveying parental love?.

Because I was confused, I immediately glanced at Sintia who turned out to have seen me who was pensive.

"Later I will explain, all the things that make you confused" said Sintia while smiling at me.

"Drink first, I'm tired of taking it from the kitchen because of you guys" Naell continued, which made me really feel like an unexpected guest. He's really rude.