Ghost Pavilion

Panglaris Jin Resto

This morning, Melin was ready. After making breakfast but charred, how many times he had cooked eggs, if not rotten, must have been eggs charred. So Melin decided to have breakfast outside with Brian.

Melin picked up the bag immediately rushed down the stairs, my mouth not stopping to say a prayer, until my eyes again saw the three twin boys who hit me the first time I could see them.

I don't know who they are who I want to write their story. All I know is that they are very different from the spirits who are always calm, silent, with their pale faces.

While those who manifest themselves every day, always teasing, toying, and sinister form far from human form, make Melin incessantly pronounce God's asthma.

Seven April 1987 Tuesday pahing at seven in the morning after the sunah prayer I took a small dairy. I began to record with a sequence of every date, every second, what I had experienced since I recovered from the pain, my inner eyes helped them I recorded, every case of their final death and the date.

Well, initially the middle-aged woman was the twin with her story, uniformed cop, little boy, until the first funeral sound I heard. A very terrible voice of judgment. Moreover, one of them, there is the scene where Ima died horribly, and strangely the genie resembles the last wish ka Ima was to give birthday cake to Brian. Not a single Melin misses every time she helps will make the story on her books.

"Wait a long time, sory! the motor runs out at service ni Melin. Now let's go to the location of the SAR team, or stop by where we used to?" brian asked, opening the helmet.

"Breakfast first, I'm laper. It's weird, I don't usually cook stale rice, keep plopping empty and rotten eggs."

"Isssh, women can't block eggs. Bye, pull tar I tell you the best breakfast place. Soto mang eeng! I just saw a real race on the road, a luxury car lined up."

"Ok, where are you. I'm heavy laper for that."

Sure enough, in tens of minutes Melin pulled over, opened the helmet Brian gave her, then looked for a seat.

Sit neng! said the soto man.

Then with a friendly smile, Melin sat down while waiting for Brian to come along. It didn't take long, Brian code said, "Sir, two bowls and two half-serve rice! the sweet iced tea is also two."

"Siaap." said the owner of the soto, smiling obliquely.

Melin realized because it looks strange, not usually this early soto handyman queueing, especially seeing a flat waiter makes Melin confused and a little creepy.

"Gue said what, it's safe. Ordinary if there is a strange ama rame food place, must look rich mbak kun and pak poci at that time right?" whispered Brian.

"Come on, hopefully. I'm obviously a heavy laper!" reply Melin.

Two bowls of chicken soto! two iced sweet teas, and two half servings of rice! your order, right?! said flat waiter.

"Iy kang, Haturnuhun that's it."

Brian immediately took the spoon and bribed, but Melin refused and held Brian's hand at that time. The three servants' eyes twitched at Melin, and she smiled to avoid looking suspicious.

"Why Melin?"

"Brian! can you follow me, after reading the meal prayer?"

"Ok, okay. I follow you, because my sixth sense is safe. My life is really organized from what not many people see."

Melin read the meal prayer, then after that she read the magic prayer, it is said that the grandmother always advised, when the trader who sells unnaturally he will use the genie to pass down, he said, and there are also those that are not visible only with prayer as they want to say at this time.

Bismillah! Walayusim Nabikum Sundaya. Which means, be gentle with anyone! verily I want to eat healthily, and with his permission I submit to begging for guidance. Melin prayer after reading the meal prayer.

Brian followed, after which he took a cutlery, but for a moment he was surprised when the rice turned into maggots, the soto turned into black worms and scorpions. The tea drink turned into black blood.

Aarrgh!!

Brian stares at Melin, Melin asks Brian to behave accordingly. When he turned to the merchant who was serving, and sure enough it was the form of a bunch of human-sized genderuwo, and a poci hanging on the roof of the cart owner of the tavern Pak Eeng.

"We're back now!" lirih Melin's.

"Sir, I'm sorry I'm late, here's the money. I'll come back another time." friendly smile restrained, Brian immediately grabbed the key of the bike and left quickly.

Not a few of them soto sellers, staring annoyed at the action of Melin, especially visitors shook their heads to see two strange teenagers.

Glasses, eat noisy food again!! the words of the visitors and the waiter were upset.

Melin and Brian are on their way, he can't imagine. He stopped at the supermarket seven store, picked up a bottle of water, torn bread and some doughnuts for a stomach booster. On the bench Melin was still pale when the memory of Kari's grandmother's message occurred.

"Wuah, crazy. Fortunately, it had not entered his mouth. Min, how could you know. Though it was clearly no look like there was a genie loh?"

"Master's message, when I want to eat somehow it feels like there's something that I'm not a laper, and doubt. Moreover, the waiter nyiapin giving soto bowls to another table, his thumb is soaked and visitors who eat as usual. Weird right?" melin explained.

"Crazy .. I salute the same advantages lo this."

"Well, breakfast! we have to go to the location, I have to work side by side. What you say excess, I'm honestly tired. No day they always come, the energy is too heavy for people to be sensitive! only choice, which is said to be said people should be in ruqyah." explained Melin, making Brian silenced back to devour donuts.

Before long, Brian was stunned, when a message from the police.

Yes, it was the news of the death of the old man that he had seen with a messy stomach, sad Brian the location is the same right, where the Ima accident, so Melin turned to see clearly the look on Brian's face was sad

"Why ..?" ask Melin.

TBC.