Curse Spell

The Kesya Amanda Diary

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The morning was a busy atmosphere still coloring the large house of the Erlangga family. Today is exactly the week anniversary of the death of the late Raka and Keke. Wreaths of flowers of bela sungkawa still keep coming.

Includes a bouquet without the sender's name. Wreaths decorated with white roses, at first glance looks like another bouquet. But the written words of the series of black roses, very unusual.

A security guard has reported to Mr. Hasan. That was why Mr. Hasan stood stunned observing the wreath. He was still at a loss as to what he should do with the bouquet. Finally he decided he should tell the young mistress, Kayra. According to Mr. Hasan's considerations, Mrs Kayra is more patient and can make wise decisions.

"Keep it in the back of the post first, I'll tell lady Kayra!" mr. Hasan's orders to the two guards in front of him. He passed by and began to look for the whereabouts of the young mistress.

Mr. Hasan asked the waiter who had just come out of Kayra's room.

"Sir... is the young mistress inside?"

"Must go to the back garden, bring a little aden," replied the waiter.

Mr. Hasan immediately rushed after Kayra to the back garden. Among the expanse of Chrysanthemum flowers, Kayra was sunning babby M.

"Mrs young.excuse me." Greet Mr. Hasan when he was close to Kayra.

"Oh... Mr. Hasan. What's the matter, sir?" ask Kayra kindly.

"Madam, this morning someone sent a bouquet of flowers. The writing is strange. What should the lady do?" asked Hasan to ask Kayra's decision.

"Sir Hasan can just be photographed, and send it to my wa." Instantly the unpleasant feelings encompassed Kayra's feelings.

"I sent it to the WA mistress" said Mr. Hasan, pressing the postmark.

Kayra immediately looked for a seat on the garden chair. He also opened the photo file that Hasan just sent to his phone.

A photo of a bouquet dominated by white roses. Kayra's heart was beating, channeling a danger signal. The writing with the strange scratches, previously looks like kanji writing but not. But as Kayra focused her mind, the writing was read by her.

"THIEF MUST BE DEAD!!! THE ROBBER MUST HAVE BEEN SPILLED OUT WITH NOTHING LEFT!!!

Kayra felt that writing was a terror to her. His memory was immediately drawn to the veiled woman who messed up at his sister-in-law's funeral. "Could that woman be the culprit? He really did not want to give up, even though his assassination attempt failed." Kayra murmured furiously.

"Sir Hasan, bring the flower arrangements here. Then burn it, sir. That's a bouquet of flowers from an obscure person. Also, if there is a veiled woman who messed up at the tomb the other day, never allowed to enter. Whatever the reason. Although he was the parent of the late brother Keke. I'm afraid he's making a mess again here. Papa Erlangga's condition has not recovered properly."

"Well, my mistress will do it." Mr. Hasan left. Kayra pensively for a moment. He decided to go back into the house. There's something he has to do. Kayra wanted to find a clue about Keke's mother acting strangely.

Kayra called out to a middle-aged female servant. "Sir, I ask you to take care of Babby M. I'll try to find a babby M immunization card." Kayra said as she handed Babby M to the middle-aged maid.

Today he first entered his sister-in-law's room after their death. It intends to find clues about the mystery of veiled women. Maybe there's a note or whatever Keke left behind. He did not want the veiled woman to again hurt his remaining family.

The desk drawer contains only the important archives of Raka's company. While the closet drawer contains a pile of jewelry belonging to Kak Keke. Kayra nodded, she thought. Where did Keke put his diary? Is it possible to be left in their homes?

Kayra was bowed in despair. The diary is not everywhere. Is it possible that the diary does not exist?

"Sir Keke.. Please help me, tell me who the veiled woman really is? He had killed Raka's brother also twice trying to harm Papa Erlangga as well as babby M. Help me to uncover it." Kayra sighed in despair.

Kayra intended to leave, after she could not find what she was looking for. He walked away trying to get out of his sister-in-law's room. Suddenly, a loud voice sounded. The closet doors open as if by force.

Kayra came to a halt and turned towards the source of the voice. A closet door suddenly opened. Kayra was stunned by astonishment. How did the closet door open? He remembered locking the door earlier.

Kayra approached the open door closet, intending to lock it back. As her eyes caught a book cover poking out between piles of clothes, she unbundled her intentions.

Kayra pulled him out. Until he can recognize that what he pulled was an agenda book. There's something tucked between the pages. A neatly folded paper, an immunization card belonging to Miracle. Kayra breathed a sigh of relief. Finally he found what he was looking for.

Opened briefly the agenda book, some pages only contain recipes. "It's not Keke's diary, I'd better get it back where it belongs" Kayra muttered. He wanted to put the book back in its place. Babby M's voice surprised him. He rushed out of his brother-in-law's room.

The maid who was babby M was waiting for her at the door.

"Mrs. aden woke up, maybe she was starving." The maid reported. He seems to have trouble calming babby M who is crying louder.

"Bring to room. I made the milk there." Kayra said as she hurriedly entered her room, she hurriedly placed the agenda book on the table and deftly made a bottle of warm milk for Babby M.

"Babies can go back to work. Thank you for babby M." Kayra.

"Yes, ma'am, it's okay. Excuse me for going back to the kitchen." Pamit the maid excused herself.

Babby M had calmed down again, especially when he had drunk his milk. Kayra sat pensively on the sofa. He felt desperate, where else should he look for the diary of Kak Keke?

"Ra... Why babby M? I heard he was crying so hard?" darel asked as he entered the room.

"When I put babby M on the maid. While I was looking for babby M immunization cards and Keke's diary. The cards met, fire I didn't find the diary. Is it possible at Raka's sister's house, Riel...?" A prediction suddenly alighted in Kayra's head.

"Maybe they're in their house. But when do we have time to go there to look for him? While papa's condition is still very worrisome and also babby M we can not live at home. If we enter secretly afraid he even makes an unnecessary commotion. We have to wait for a good time to go to Raka's house." Dariel galau said.

He saw an agenda book lying on the table. He was interested in checking it out. "What book is this Ra...?" darel asked curiously.

"Kak Keke's cookbook recipe." Kayra said slowly. There was disappointment in his voice. He was relieved to find the agenda in an unusual place. Kayra thought it was Keke's diary, but it turned out that it was just a recipe.

"I never knew Keke was cooking, and he had a cookbook?" Dariel was very interested and began to open the agenda book.

Looks beautiful and neat writing. There are recipes written. Starting from the cuisine of the archipelago, oriental also Italian. Dariel stopped on a book page. He felt that every recipe he read was something strange.