LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

Episode 14's. Jalan Melati No 3

Barraq was so upset. Barraq Body Bathed in sweat. In his sleep, Barraq saw Laila. Laila's deathly face looked so gloomy. A series of words spoken so smoothly. Barraq's lips looked pawky. Not a spell, but he was saying a name in his sleep.

"Laila..wait! Don'tgo. Be patient, I'll help you. Laila's....Sheila....!!" Barraq.

Barraq grew increasingly angry when he saw Laila's body increasingly fading. Then like smoke in the wind, Laila's body in white clothes slowly disappeared.

"Lalila...! Sheila....!!"

Barraq's awake. He immediately sat down. Breath hunting. His memory was fixed on the dream he had just experienced. A dream that made his heart riled.

"Laila.." he muttered.

Barraq breathed. While one hand wipes the wet sweat. Sipped a glass of water that since last night is available at the table.

"Laila.... How are you currently? Have you been wiped out by the old man? Ah, you're a ghost, but you're different I really sympathize with you. Laila how did I find you? Please send me a sign so I can find you soon" Barraq murmured.

Barraq is back. Both of his hands became his head. While his eyes were looking at the ceiling. His mind flew for a moment, somewhere. Long time he remained silent. Wrestling with thoughts on how to find Laila. Apparently Barraq forgot the message that Laila had delivered.

Six o'clock exactly. Coinciding with the clang of the wall clock that nangkring in the corner of the room. Barraq stretched his body for a while. Then he got out of the body-warming blanket and rushed to do his morning routine.

His feet quickly stepped. But his swift pace was restrained as he passed through a large mirror. Barraq turned the bow. Now his steps towards the big mirror. His eyes looked into the mirror.

"Mirror. Laila said about the mirror. But what?" inner Barraq.

Barraq shakes his head. Also played some expression on his face.

"Mirror...Ow, yeah. I recall. To find Laila I had to ask Berry for help. And through this mirror I can bring Berry. Ah, hi. really" said Barraq sumringah.

Because of his pleasure, until Barraq soared. He even danced in circles. Hope the style gets out. Starting from butterfly style, uget-uget style, backstroke to freestyle. All Barraq did was celebrate the success of his memory just now.

"Wait..What's wrong with me? Hehe...Ok, alright. I'll call Berry" said Barraq.

Barraq took the stance of the horses. A high-science swordsman he started his action. Barraq stared fixedly into the mirror. He said a name.

"Berry.." Barraq murmured.

Through the wind, the summoning process began. Not just once, but three to four times Barraq concentrated fully on naming Berry in hopes of successfully presenting Berry.

Then within seconds, the cold came. He touched the bone. After a while, hope was granted.

A hand patted Barraq's shoulder. Barraq. This, of course, restores Barraq's consciousness. Barraq's eyes blinked. And one of his hands rubbed his eyes repeatedly. Signs that he does not believe in his vision.

"Finally you called me too, sir." said the man who was now standing before him.

"You...?" barraq was doubtful.

"Berry.." said the man briefly.

"But as I remember. Last face of yours...."

"Hehe.I borrowed this face from a Korean artist who had just lost his life. How handsome, isn't it?"

"O..." Barraq meng-o long while nodding.

Although there was a little doubt at first but eventually he managed to erode it. Barraq tries to believe that the handsome Korean opa man is Berry, the spooky-faced ghost.

"Well, what did you call me? Is Laila in danger?" said Berry.

"Where do you know?"

"Hehe...I am a poor ghost in the world of civilization. So I know everything"

"Emmm, start getting cocky. Just once summoned, his arrogance was already exorbitant.."

"Haha.." Berry laughs in the air.

"OKs. A ghost master who knows everything. Did you also know that Laila was captured by a ghost hunter?"

"What?! Ghost hunter...?!"

"Ow..so the ghost master who knows everything this time doesn't know anything?"

"Two days..."

"Two days..?! And only now do you call me. Shit...!"

"Where do I know if I should call you" Barraq said.

Kako Barraq stepped back quickly towards the bathroom. This is of course to continue the morning routine that has just been delayed.

Meanwhile, informed by Barraq, Berry looks riled up. He looked back and forth in the room that was Barraq's bedroom in the wooden house that was only two days Barraq lived in.

"Ah, what should I do? Shit...!" said Berry.

"Think, Berry. Think on. What do you have to do? What...? Come on, Berry...Come on!" berry said again.

The contents of Berry's head seemed to revolve around looking for any way to free Laila. Berry is still pacing back and forth. Once upon a time, his hands ruffled hair at the tip of his head. There was a bit of resentment occupying Berry's heart niche when the best way to rescue Laila never showed up.

But in the next minute, Berry's smile expanded. Such a big smile. A sign that he has found the best way in Laila's rescue efforts.

"Aah. Is correct. I'll ask for his help" Berry said.

Berry's crazy. He immediately began his fun by doing a dance-style Korean boy band that is loved by women.

ZAP....!!

Berry's missing. His body just vanished like the wind.

ZAP...!!!

"Hey..why am I back in this house again?" said Berry.

Berry disappeared again. Not long after, he returned to the house again. This frustrated Berry and became a big question mark.

"The ghostly master who knows everything. What the hell are you doing? Just leave, come back soon. Is your path hard to find?" barraq said in a nyinyir tone.

"Ah, fuck. You insulting me?"

"You should have brought me along. Because I'm related to Laila"

"Aah, is your saying true as well? But it feels weird. I can't leave this house. Does this house have anything to do with me?" said Berry.

Berry's eyes looked at Barraq's face with a smile. And Barraq just looks indifferent. Barraq was impressed not to touch Berry's words in the slightest.

"Aish.shit!" berry said in a upset tone.

Then Barraq stood up from his seat. He walked towards the door quickly. Behind him Berry accompanied.

"So... Where are we?" ask Barraq.

"The place of liaison or intermediary of the spirit world. We'll ask for his help" Berry said.

"Where?"

"Jalan Melati 3"

"Jalan Melati no 3?" Barraq.

"Hook oh..."

"What is Waringin village?"

His face implied surprise.

"How do you know...?"

"For that is the address of this house?"

"What...?!"