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3. Rame, Visiting Bookstore 3

...THE DEMON RED EYES POUNCED ON THE EARTH...

......RAME'S BEEN TO A BOOKSTORE......

“Silver, quickly go from there. The shelf is very dangerous for us.” Grace, Medina, and Ajeng called her. However, the Son remained silent. 

“Eh all of you, come here.” The Son called them to approach him. The three also approached the son with anxious hopes for what would happen later. After the three of them approached Son, he picked up another pocket book for them. Before the Son gave them the pocketbook the Son spoke to them.

“Read the mantra then hold this pocketbook.” says the serious son with a rather strange face. Grace, Medina and Ajeng were dumbstruck not understanding what the Son was saying.

“The Mirror is Awake Already a Dark Hope.” The Son said again. Finally, the three followed the words of the Son who finally gave the pocket book to his three beautiful best friend girls.

Each of the four of them carried one of these pocket books. When one of them opened his pocket book to find out what it contained, the four were thrown and fell backward away from the shelf aisle of Philosophy of Life and Traitor of the Sleeping Nature. There was some kind of bright light from the shelf that threw them. Grace, Medina and Ajeng who were then the furthest from the shelf fell backward. While the Son who is closest and turns his back on the shelf Philosophy of Life And Traitor of Nature Who Fall asleep to give the pocket book he got thrown away about the shelf of the novel section. He dropped several novels stacked high on the table. Braaa..kk, a loud noise was heard throughout the room. Stacked novels scattered on the floor of his body overstressed Son.  

These four teenagers stood up while looking at the shelves of Philosophy of Life and Traitorous Nature that Fall asleep disappeared in front of his eyes. Next to the two Philosophy Shelves were shifting inwards which began to be close together and lined up back to their original condition. That shabby shelf in the middle of that shelf was actually a shelf aisle. Bookstore visitors began to arrive to the source of the sound that his novel on falling over his body son. knowing Putra became the center of attention, the, so at once he pretended to put on a bloomed face to force himself to be loved. The three boys' best friend girls approached and asked her condition. Likewise the other visitors were astonished, they thought what the Son actually did to the shelves of novels.

“You have nothing Put.” Said his three friends approaching him. They hold it to stand. Before the son was helped with them, he was standing when the shelf was gone and he pretended to sit down again while acting.

“Please hold me on, let me pretend to be dizzy so they don't suspect.” The Son said, whispering to his three companions. Security and the bookstore employees came to the source of the voice to approach Putra. “Sorry sir, it wasn't on purpose. Suddenly my head was dizzy and slipped. My doctor said I had low blood pressure. Look at my thin body like this, do you not believe.” Said the Son held by Grace and Ajeng. He acted, pretending to lose consciousness.

Knowing that there was excitement that night, and what made the act was the son of his best friend Medina. Om, his aunt and niece who were in the bookstore came to the crowd and met Medina. Grace and Ajeng held the staggering Son, while Medina held her forehead. He pretended to check his body temperature. 

“ya Lord, Son, you are nothing, son. Ajeng is also here with you, so you already know each other well. Ajeng and Putra are the children of my best friend.” Said his aunt Medina who saw Putra pretending to be dizzy while her head was shaken. His hand the Son also held his forehead.

“Ya already if so, nothing. let Om same Tantemu who takes care of this. it is better Putra was invited down to find a place to rest for him.” The Word of Medina.

“There are many Aunts, Om.” Said the three girls who held the Son. Finally they went downstairs giggling, before they went down Ajeng told Medina and Grace to go to the cashier to pay for the book. Ajeng also entrust books that have been taken for payment to the cashier. Among the books are three comics and two novels. Ajeng and Putra waited for the two of them on the stairs while looking at those who were waiting in line at the cashier. The four of them walked down from the third floor to the first floor. Finally the four of them went out of the building to see the Indie Band concert while sitting on the stairs talking about the incident. Because the sound of the music was loud and the conversation was somewhat interrupted, the four moved away from the crowd. The son invited the three beautiful girls to talk about the most exciting experience in history in a bookstore under a tree, close to the highway. Precisely on the sidewalk that is rather quiet from people passing by.

What happened, each of them opened a pocket book they got from a bookstore that was invisible to the cashier when they came out of it. The four were amazed and astonished, because on the front cover it read Indigenous Javanese Script of the past.

“This is what the heck writing, kayak writing from Thailand.” Said Grace who saw the cover of this pocket book. “But more like Java script deh, there are some similarities in the letters.”

“You are Yogyans, who use Javanese every day. Must know what this dong is.” Medina asked Ajeng and Putra.

“Abjad from the beginning the same is Ha Na Ca Ra Ka, but the next is completely different.” The Son said, flipping his pocketbook.

“This book consists of three pages, why is it empty no contents yes.” Ask Ajeng while flipping through the contents of the pocket book. “The cover is sort of from animal skin that is black overall, maybe from buffalo skin or from cowhide.”

“Eh wait a minute, above the middle of the front cover above the writing of the Javanese script there seems to be a red button. Yours is the same as mine.” Said the Son while pressing the button. As soon as the miracle happened again, the book let out white smoke from the button. This white smoke hit the face of the Son, he was cold because the smoke was very cold.” Wow...what's my book out of smoke, it feels really cold.” These three beauties moved aside and avoided the Son whose face was filled with white smoke. The book also let out a thunderstorm as the smoke grew. The three of them screamed and ran away in fear while covering their ears.

“Putra...awas.you are nothing put.” Said these three beautiful girls approaching him.His head The dizzy son was hit by the sound of lightning, he was also cold. His face was pale from the cold misty smoke. 

“Waduh..my head is dizzy and huuuu..it is cold my face, try to hold my cheek.” He said while offering his cheeks to hold. His body was also cold.

“It's cold, like it's on your face snow.” Said the three who were holding his face Son in turn.