LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

Episode 6's. Barraq's Willingness

"Bi.." call Dr. Maleq who is none other than Barraq's uncle.

"Barraq wants to be alone, Om. Sorry.." replied Barraq.

"Om, hope Barraq stays strong. And remain the familiar Barraq. Don't change." said Dr. Maleq.

Next to her hand rubbed the shoulders of the handsome man who was in a moment of heartbreak to then leave him alone as he asked.

Barraq. There is a storm raging right now.

"I'd be happier if I wasn't El Khasif's family anymore. You're talking about blood. Whose blood flows in my body. Huh....!"

"Sister..."

"God..."

Barraq. He gasped at Laila's sudden presence.

"Can't you knock on the door first? Or give me a certain signal, so I'm not surprised like this..."

"I'm sorry.." said Laila.

His face showed a bit of guilt. It turns out that ghosts have that kind of taste. Hehe...

"Where's your friend?"

"Kangen yeah...?"

"It's not. I wish he hadn't shown up. Let alone appearing suddenly with that sinister face of his..."

"Damor...."

"Hey...Why isn't his laughter as horrible as ghostly laughter in general?" inner Barraq.

"Because she's a pretty ghost..."

"God....!!"

Barraq was surprised. His feet were raised slightly into the air. His hand held his chest because his heartbeat felt great. Barraq's face was a little parsimonious because it found the sudden appearance of Berry. But this time the smile on the corner of his lips rose for a moment. This was when he saw Berry's face that looked more radiant without the terrible injuries that used to decorate it.

"I'm sorry, brother. I asked for help to brother like forcing. I really don't know if my brother is in trouble..."

"Ah, it's agarwood sandalwood anyway..."

"Then I'll go. Forgive Laila once again, sister..."

"La, it's not like that. Only he can help you? said Berry.

"But he himself is in trouble. I can't bear to. And I don't have much time either, Ry. I can't wait long..."

"Then what are you gonna do...?" tanya Berry who stood not far from Laila.

Laila fell silent. He turned his face. He did not want Barraq to see his clear decision reflected on his face. Moreover, there are many clear hairs that plugged both eyes.

Lama Laila was silent. He said it was gone. Completely lost.

Seeing that, came Barraq's sense of pity. His eyes were endlessly staring at Laila

"Ah, fuck. Why am I so bad like this. Seeing her grieve as soon as I became pityed, even though she was a ghost. Jeez.." Inner Barraq.

"All right.I'll help you. Whatever my condition, I'll make sure I help you anyway..."

"Really...?" laila.

His sad face suddenly changed. Barraq nodded confidently. At the end of his lips raised a smile.

"Thank you, Brother. And in return I'll also help the trouble brother"

"What can you do? If you could, you wouldn't have asked for my help..."

"Augh... jleb!" said Berry to Laila.

one of his hands signaled the tub holding a sharp object and pointing it to the chest. This of course made Laila pout.

While Barraq and Berry laughed giggling, Laila frowned. Her lips are just pursed ready for the pucker. Seeing that, Barraq chuckled.

"I laughed this time. And my laughingstock is from a subtle creature aka a ghost. Hahaha..."

"So I met people who had persecuted me and killed me" said Laila.

"Ow, so you found him? Then why are you asking for my help?" Barraq.

"I just fucked him, but couldn't get back at him. If killing him is too easy, brother. I want them to regret their actions and accept the punishment under the law"

"Well, this time there's a good ghost"

"Heee.....!" yell Berry.

From the way he shouted, it was clear that he could not accept what was pinned on a creature like himself.

"You think all ghosts are evil?! Ghosts are evil there must be a reason..."

Barraq grinned the horse. Berry's sentence has just made his mind understand, that ghosts are just like humans that there are evil, there are good. Two sides of the inseparable currency. But they all have their own reasons for what they are.

"OKs..So what do I have to do?"

"The three mentioned that they were helpless at the command of someone they called the boss. I want to know who the real mastermind is"

"Easy. You just have to scare the three people, then force them to confess and mention who the main mastermind is. It's easy..."

"Which court receives a complaint without concrete evidence. Maybe they just enjoy the hotel prodeo only a few days, then free to return before being adili..."

"But at least we know who's behind it. We will then find proof that 1. Recognition of the offender as an accomplice, 2. Confession from the mastermind about your life-extinguishing motives and plans..."

"Savvy...It's not wrong, God sent you to help Laila"

"But I have another problem." said Laila.

His face half-dropped. Notice at the end of his feet that arise drowning because of the foot swings he made while sitting on the back of the sofa.

"Other issues...?"

"Laila only has 30 days to go. After that, he would disappear and turn into a vengeful ghost. So according to the liaison of our spirit world" said Berry.

Barraq looked at Laila back. Heart ripples. It was a strange feeling for him towards a ghost who was grieving.

"Ow. Then we can't waste any more time. We have to put together a plan and solve this problem" Barraq said.

"Thank you..."

"Gentlemen." said a male nurse standing in the doorway.

His face was a little stingy because he found Barraq talking as if there was an opponent.

Barraq then took off his infusion hose again. He stood up and grabbed the black leather jacket that had been lying on the sofa.

"I'm not crazy. I was just talking to myself" Barraq said as he passed by the male nurse.

Barraq's face was so flat as an expression.

He tried to reconcile all his shock at the sudden presence according to Barraq because of the lack of attention to the surroundings of the nurse. This made the nurse nervous and did not comment.

Barraq's steps further away from the VVIP treatment room. The steps are claimed by two subtle creatures that only Barraq can see.

"Where are we now..?" ask Laila.

"Finding your three suspects, Laila.." said Barraq.

His tone was slow, barely audible. Barraq did not want to be considered crazy because it seemed to speak for itself.

"O...?"

"Hook oh's. Where are they at?" Barraq.