
He walked half-dragging his feet, the girl's gaze blank.
Tria had already retreated her steps, as well as Raina who had held Dika's arm firmly. But Raina knew, Lala just showed up without any intention to interfere, she just voiced her complaints, what she wanted to convey. Raina let out a heavy breath.
"He does not want to disturb yank, he just wants to communicate, " said Dika.
"Communication is communication, but don't use mewek, my goosebumps !" mumble Tria.
"You laugh more goosebumps Tri, can you wet your pants, " replied Dika.
Raina walked forward, "La, I just want to help ! justin I was the same temen I passed by, " said Raina.
Lala disappeared instantly, Raina then ran towards the archive room.
"Ka Tri, this is the room !" raina.tria immediately opened her bag, looking for cadi linggis in the lack of lighting, she was seen prying prying prying padlocks, trying to break into the padlock that locked this room. Amidst their wait for Tri's efforts, Raina feels Lala's air returning. Surely the spirit of the girl approached again
"La, I beg you not to bother ! I just want to help !"
"You like Yuda?!" he asked half a whisper. The blank gaze started to fill with a bit of hatred, Lala advanced quickly like she was floating. The girl strangled Raina.
"Lala !! raina Leaf !" said Dika. Tria who panicked dropped her crowbar, until a loud voice sounded. Just contact them confused looking for a place to hide, because the security guard heard it and look for the origin of the sound.
"What's Jon?"
"Ndidn't know ! after I know our campus is haunted, ihh seremm !"
"Take out Jon !!" pekik the other guard has run down the ridge.
Raina's hair is pulled back by Lala,
"You mean Mr Yuda? I never liked or intend to like the same Mr Yuda ! my relationship with Mr. Yuda is only limited to students and lecturers."
Lala took Raina's hair off, though,
"What are you, Ra?!" tanya Dika saw Raina.
The door opened, Raina immediately entered with Dika and Tria, they started looking for class files in 2010, but there was no student named Lala.
The flashlight was on every student data sheet, it had been almost an hour they searched but never found the desired file.
Raina was almost desperate. While Dika and Tria are still looking, through the computer that is there as well.
Raina drowned her head in the folds of her hands, not to mention the decision of om Harsa that disturbed her mind. In the middle of the chaos the mind sprinkled a name in Raina's brain.
"Mila, Karmila !!" Raina immediately searched for the letter K.
"Ka Tri, baby...Karmila !" raina finally finds Karmila's data. The figure of Karmila he knew a few weeks ago.
After finding this file, they searched Karmila's address. It's almost morning. They also arrived at Raina's house.
"Ka Tri, thanks for helping ! " said Raina.
"The same, "he answered.
"When do we become unemployed can be a band of robbers !" kekeh Tria's.
"Okay !!" answer Raina.
"Amit amit !" answer Dika.
"Gue back first, sleepy, ntar I diomelin program leader if late !" his eyes squinted at Dika, who was rewarded with a slow push on his shoulder.
"Thank you Tri, I'll treat you !" answer Dika.
"Would you like to go home or rest?" ask Raina to Dika.
"It's good to go home first, you're your own mother."
"Yes, thank you, rest, greetings !" answer Raina.
"Darling, "call Dika.
"Yes, "
"When are you here?"
"I don't know, I'll try the phone !"
"Okay ya !" Raina nodded, bringing Dika up to the doorway and then she went inside, reading every Karmila data sheet.
This afternoon I had to go back to Dita's house, make sure Karmila was Lala. Raina rarely misses. At least a little he recognized a woman's face last night.
"What is Karmila related to Yuda?" then Raina remembered Karmila had been at the house of Mr. Yuda.
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This afternoon after returning to college Raina really returned to Dita's house.
"Bang, there's Rain !" said Dita.
"Ka, this time Rain actually asked Ka Hafiz for help" I said.
"What?" ask her.
"Jawab to be honest, is this Lala?" tanya Rain showed me a photo of Karmila. Hafiz surprised.
"Ka ?"
"Yes, it's Lala !" answer Hafiz. Raina pinched, she pinched her forehead, so it was true that she had always met the ghost of Karmila, so Karmila was gone?
"This mirror always comes to Rain ka, inget nga, Rain never told the same story ka Hafiz want to know the Rain temen name Mila ?" ask Raina.
"Yes, "
"That's Karmila ka, aka Lala !" answer Raina again.
"Lala is reading the same books as the faded song under the tree in the campus park, she always said it was the all-time hit song ! and he likes !" answer Hafiz.
Raina leaned her back on the sofa.
"What happened to you? please no one is hiding anymore !" raina.
"He died, if evidence is found that he committed suicide, "Hafiz bowed in lethargy.
"She was betrothed to her parents, but her future husband was temperamental, jealous and rude, she was clumsy. She already has a boyfriend, " replied Hafiz.
"Sir Yuda?" raina asked, Dita was surprised.
"Huh???! the lecturer killer??" dita Tanha.
"Where do you know ?!" ask Hafiz.
"From Lala herself !"
"Gue don't know what happened, just a day before the incident Lala nelfon me, nanyain Lala where.they maksa me, even recuse me already as conspicuous sir Yuda to bring Lala run away !" Hafiz.
"Continue?"
"Yes I finally said that Lala was at the house of Mr. Yuda."
"Pantesan aja ka Lala say loe evil bang, loe bucket anyway !" dita timpal.
"Gue don't know how else, which I know the next day Lala was found suicidal in the bathroom of the corner of the canteen ! his parents accuse Mr. Yuda, but there is not enough evidence, so Mr. Yuda is found guilty !" answer bang Hafiz.
"But I don't think Yuda is the culprit !" answer Raina.
"Do we have to ask Yuda first Ra?" ask Dita.
"Must, let all clear Dit, "
"Well, I'm coming ! at least this is my friendship with Lala !" answer Hafiz.
"But loe is still sick bang" said Dita.
"What's wrong, deck !" the answer.
"When are you going to Yuda's house ?" ask Dita.
"I'm the same as Hafiz deh Ta, afraid that if Rame rame pak Yuda even do not want to tell a story, " replied Raina.
"Yaaa, I'm so scared !" luh Dita's.
"Tomorrow, it's late afternoon too ! I have to work, I say yes Ta, ka Hafiz !" raina.
"Yes the heart of Ra" said the two.
"Bye !!"
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Raina sat in the canteen chair of her workplace, Dika who just finished meeting with the Editor-in-Chief came out and approached Raina.
"Where? got some info?" He lit a cigarette.
"Newly half, the Karmila I thought was a student turned out to be Lala, the spirit of last night."
"Continue?"
"Keep I'm hungry !" raina answered, Dika laughed.
"You haven't eaten yet? it's late afternoon," Raina shook her head.
"Not yet staggered, "
"Busy busy, you can't eat late ! or I can't let you take care of this problem again !" answer Dika full of orders.
"Yes, "
When she orders food for Raina, she does not let the girl order it herself. Because what will be ordered must be instant noodles.
"Nasi, same vegetables and chicken ! no noodles an !" said it. Raina pursed her lips, whereas in her brain instant noodles with eggs and vegetables were also sprinkling pieces of cayenne already tempting her faith.
"Why manyun? wanna bribe?" tanya Dika giggled.
"Within, "Raina immediately grabbed her dinner plate and devoured it.
"Karmila is dating Yuda sir, " said Raina.
"But the rich ga imprestuin ortu Lala, because the Lala in soul mate, unfortunately the temperamental candidate, rough as jealousy !" rain again chewed his food.
"Eh yank, it was time to visit Mr. Yuda's house I looked at Mila, he came out of one of Mr. Yuda's rooms, he said he was his room he was, uhukkk uhuukkkk !" Raina coughed.
He laughed as he handed her a glass of water, "eat not while talking !"
"Pedes is sped !!! " because Raina put sambal on her tablespoon.
Dika patted Raina's back, "dozen deh eat it first, later again the story.later I was horrified !" answer Dika.
Raina's phone rang, her name was on it.
"Om Harsa !" Raina immediately swallowed the chew.
"Hallo to you ?!" Raina stood up and looked for a place of privacy, occasionally Raina glanced at the lyrics towards Dika who was curious about the sour look on her face.
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