Ghosts
Chapter 63 - With Ghost
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*** chapter 63 ***
"Sir Tia mah Ngarep, hahaha...!" Setta.
"Aduh. mbok forget to cook again, duh gosong deh fried chicken, bentar ya mbok stay inside," said Mbok Inem with panic.
"What the hell is that talking about?" nathan asked, just getting out of his car.
"Si Tia wants to sleep but sleep with you" Gibran said.
"WHAT...!!! GIBRANT...!!!" Tia chased after Gibran while hitting him.
"Why bang, his face is very cool, flat usually very seneng if in gombalin kak Tia?" ask Setta.
"More..." Nathan handed Setta a letter.
"Astagfirullah..what the hell is this?" setta's strangulation made Gibran and Tia stop to listen.
"Why Ta?" ask Tia.
"This is a look at the writing of this threat using blood," said Setta.
"DIE, YOU MUST DIE...!!!"
"What kind of writing is this?" said Tia who was disgusted to touch the paper with the blood.
"Let me see!" Gibran grabbed the paper.
A middle-aged man bit his fingertips to shreds and bled and wrote the sentence on a piece of paper in Gibran's hand.
"Do you see what Bran is?" ask Nathan.
"Look at the paper" said Gibran.
Nathan hit Gibran's back slowly.
"Well, you ask me what, yes I said look at the hehehe paper" Gibran said.
"I'm seriously not kidding" Nathan said.
"Setta can't see anything?" gibran asked, looking at Setta.
"Setta look at the paper" Setta said.
"It's true, he said look at the hahaha paper" Gibran said, mocking Nathan.
"Well, I'll already be in the Gibran explanation, now you go inside, take a shower, change clothes and then I prepare food from Inem mbok cuisine, yes," tia grabbed Nathan's backpack and pushed his back inside. Nathan simply complies with Tia's treatment.
"Ehm ehm.kok suddenly my throat gatel ya Ta," Gibran mocked Tia and Nathan.
Setta observes Gibran's hand, which involuntarily embraces Setta's shoulder, but does not. Setta's gaze was so sharp and shrunk his guts back then.
"Hehehe joked Ta, I don't want anything to do," he said raising both hands shoulder to shoulder.
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After dinner, Gibran recounted his vision of the bloody message earlier.
"So you see what the guy's face looks like?" ask Nathan.
"I'm vague, tomorrow I try to ask Indri to draw a sketch of the face that matches my vision" said Gibran.
"The problem is after all the messages I've got, this time I really hope that your vision is really the perpetrator who has been terrorizing me no matter what the purpose," Nathan said.
"What the hell, sister Tia, so crisp," protested Setta.
"Let Mr. Nathan not be sad," Tia grimaced to show off her sweet smile to Nathan.
"If you don't work, call Nathan, say" Nathan said.
"What did you say?" Setta thrusting his left ear closer he wanted to hear more clearly Nathan's words just now about the emphasis of the word "say"
"Yes like that I was not wrong, try to repeat sir, uh Nathan, let's repeat," Pinta Tia who is now kneeling before Nathan.
"What the hell, I don't know what to say" Nathan tried to dodge.
"That's Tan, you just said Say... That means baby, right?" Gibran patted Nathan on the shoulder and gave Nathan a heavy massage on the shoulder.
"Oh, I was just saying Say because I chimed in on Tia's words, saaaayyyy..." said Nathan while shaking his hands with a wood like a beautiful man he often met in the salon when accompanying Sarah or Setta haircut.
"Idihih.. I disgust I swear I'm disgusted...!" Setta throws Nathan with a sofa cushion while Gibran anxiously shakes Nathan's back head.
"I'm not disgusted, I like Nathan as he is, I accept him," said Tia looking at Nathan's face with amazement and fascination.
"It's hard to be bucin mah!" gibran then looked to his left. Gibran smiled as he lowered his head. The figure of a pale-faced grandmother with a model Javanese kebaya used to pass beside Gibran towards the room of Setta's grandmother.
"That's grandma" said Setta.
"Oh that's your grandmother, good pantes so she keeps you in this house" Gibran said.
"If the pocong sitting in the kitchen again chat with Inem mbok who Ta?" ask Gibran again.
"I don't know who he is, obviously from the first time he moved here, he's already here, but I don't know why he didn't want to move" Setta said.
"Hmmm start again.serem not really sir if they date, continue to be discussed by the ghosts who pass in front of them, instead of dating our kayak sir, even busy discussing the ghost hehehe," tia patted Nathan's knee.
"Huh courtship?"
"Eh means to dream sir, hihihi," said Tia.
"Oh..."
"For a moment, for real," muttered Tia.
"What did you say just now?" nathan asked who briefly heard Tia's words.
"It's nothing you'll be angry again, eh Nathan was angry he meant," Tia who misbehaved unconsciously rubbed Nathan's knee many times
"Tia.. try to move his hand, for a long time I seran nih," Nathan glanced at Tia's hand.
"Astagfirullah. I'm sorry..." Tia hurriedly stood up covering her red face like a boiled crab with both hands.
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