LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

Episodes 13. Caged In A Bottle

Laila was blown away due to the shock from Darius's rapid pace. His body staggered here and there. In the current situation, Laila was completely unable to do anything. Yup...Laila is now trapped in a bottle, Darius's work.

Naturally as a spirit, Laila could easily escape from the confines of such a worldly thing. However, due to Darius's power, Laila's efforts failed. Darius had actually fenced the bottle with his strength so that Laila was within his grasp.

DORS...

DORS...

DORS...

The glass wall of the unique shaped bottle was again on the Laila gedor. He hoped his efforts this time would succeed. But like trawling the wind, all efforts back nil.

Five o'clock in three minutes. They both got somewhere. There was the sound of waves pounding the reef or washing the beach. The wind was so annoying to the ears. Laila was taken to a wooden house there. A house a little far from the other houses.

KREEK....!!

The door rang out. His voice was a little heartbreaking. Darius looked around the room. The room is stuffy with an incense stick and a dusty window facing the sea. A black bird was placed in a cage hanging in the corner of the room. A place that feels so foreign and a little creepy.

Darius walked into the house. He walked towards a wooden table. A chair also accompanied the wooden table. Darius was by the table. He straightened the water from a clay jug that was on the table. After his thirst was completely gone, Darius sat down and placed the unique bottle on the table.

"Take me off, old man...!!" laila.

Not just once, but repeatedly Laila asked to be released. But Laila's request was not granted. Darius chose to leave Laila without a word.

"Hey...Hey..huh...! Is your sense of justice really dead so you can imprison me without knowing the problem first? Answer the old man...!!" laila.

Laila said that long enough to successfully make Darius's steps stopped. The old, flat-bodied man turned his body back. He walked back to Laila. His eyes stared fixedly at Laila.

"I don't care about anything. You're a ghost. And again for me money is everything. Haha.." said Darius.

His hand shook the unique-shaped bottle several times. And Laila was again swayed by the treatment.

"Basar old man evil...! What's my fault with you?" laila.

"none. I just need the money. Haha.." said Darius.

His hands are signalling that shows his need for money. Seeing that Laila growled.

"I don't have much time, old man. So please let me go..."

"You're so noisy. Do I have to get rid of you...?!" darius.

His hands moved as high as his neck. His fingers moved as he held. Meanwhile, Darius' mouth returned. It looks like he's casting a spell.

"Akh...!!" laila shouted from inside the unique bottle. Next to her hand held her chest, while next to her was reaching for something. Laila felt an incredible pain.

"I'm going to die a second time. So hurt...I should what? Requesting forgiveness? Or just let go of my death again?" inmost. Laila's.

Laila was so tormented. His body was completely unenergized to put up the slightest resistance. And little by little Laila's body became faint. Egg tub on the tip of the horn, that's the current situation of Laila.

"I...I.." said Laila stopped.

There is a clear grain that is now falling accompanying his body that is increasingly fading.

"Sister Barraq.I'm sorry I troubled you. Goodbye, I hope you're happy to be able to solve your life's problems. I'm sorry, sis.." Laila's mind was between her crying and pain.

"Crying. Why is he crying? Unlike other ghosts who will be filled with anger or ask for forgiveness if I will disappear, but why he actually cried. What's up?" inner Darius.

Along with that, the old but powerful hand-wringing of Darius loosened. And slowly Darius let go. At that instant Laila's body returned. His energy has not yet fully recovered. Laila. Laila's crying. At first he had completely imagined the end of his history and was preparing to become a curious spirit full of anger. The spirit of revenge. But apparently, the situation says something else. He still has the opportunity to solve the problem at hand.

Laila looked at Darius who was also looking at her. I don't know why Darius behaved that way. Laila's lips were completely sealed shut. No words can be said in the slightest. And so did Darius..

"I really don't understand." Darius.

Then Darius turned his body and left Laila. There was a hint of anger occupying his heart about what he had just seen.

Meanwhile, Laila was still sitting listless. His face looks gloomy. Especially when remembering the rest of the time he had at this moment.

"I don't want to turn into a vengeful ghost. Aki doesn't want to...! But what should I do? What should I do?" laila Mummings.

"Who can help me in such a situation?" laila said again.

"Barraqi...?" laila said as she recalled Barraq.

There was a sense of excitement when he remembered the handsome man. What do? How's condition? Has he tried to find her? All of those questions disturbed his heart and mind.

"If I could call you, you would come and set me free soon. Unfortunately, my energy is running out so I don't have the strength to make a call to you." lamented Laila.

Grrrr...!

Laila gasped when she heard that growl. Such a creepy sound. Laila's eyes are actively looking here and there. His curiosity was greater than his fear.

And suddenly Laila's eyes pounded a figure who was standing looking at her. His eyes were round shiny. So sharp as the king of the forest lurks prey.

"Well...cat!!!" shout Laila.

This cute creature has become an enemy to Laila. Because behind his faith stored the power to exterminate the power of ghosts..The sharpness of his eyes and instincts has made him able to make the ghosts run off the ridge. It is natural that some ghost hunters use this one animal in every hunting action.

Panicked Laila as the thick black-haired cat approached her. Coupled with a successful growl makes a guts squeak. Getting close, getting close. The black cat looks attached to the unique bottle where Laila is.

Laila inched away. His body was attached to the other side of the bottle.

"Go, Cing. Go...! Don't bother me" said Laila trying to evict.

It had sucked Laila to gather the courage to try to evict, but it turned out that there was not the slightest reaction from the animal that continued to growl. Laila's getting wry when one of the cute animal's legs is festive bottle, oh no. More precisely toying with the bottle containing it. The bottle was ping pong on both feet. Laila who was in it was so frustrated. He's tossed around here and there.

"Stop, cat...! Justjust stop...! How long will you treat me like this?! What do you want, cat...?!" laila said amidst her wry taste.