Lukaku Paid by Yourself
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Not long after, news about the death of an eagle tattooed man in his left hand began to spread widely in the village. There were many strange events that happened to the body when it was about to be evacuated by the sar team at the bottom of the river. In addition to the weight of the man is quite heavy. The stench that is so piercing in the nose makes all residents who witness also powerless although still curious.
"Look at her enlarged eyeballs and her almost rotten face. That man really died a very sad death huh. He even chose his own death in this way" said one of the residents who visited the tree where Sri and Naisila lived.
Sri even recalled the broken face of the mysterious man who was very difficult to recognize due to rotting and his two eyeballs were almost out.
"You see the body isn't Sri?" ask Naisila curiously.
"I don't know Sil. I only caught a glimpse of him and I did not see the spirit of the man beside his corpse. I even clearly saw how rotten the man's face was. Ihhh, once I saw I even remembered back to what his figure was if so set*n Sil" Sri explained clearly.
"You're also very scary Sri if you go back to your original form. You look so pathetic even with your teeth left with just a few seeds and it starts to blacken."
Sri immediately patted Naisila's shoulder softly with a growl.
"You even have a torn face and a forehead that is hollowed out by a punch. Your long, tangled hair makes me want to laugh because you look like a banyan tree at the end of this highway"
"You know how hard the punches and torments of the kepara* were on me Sil. My cheeks were almost boneless due to the torture of the two ibl* human beings" Sri replied to Naisila's joke casually.
Though if you remember back to the time when she was tortured and murdered cruelly by her husband, Sri was even very hurt and sad. But now after the death of the seductress and madness in her husband, Sri is now beginning to forget the pain in her heart because she has begun to feel relieved with her revenge that is over.
"Emh Sri, can I see where the mysterious man killed himself?" ask Naisila slowly.
Sontak Sri looked at Naisila with wonder because unlike usual Sila who he knew was very curious about the figure of the man
"What do you want to know Sil? do you want to see how broken his face is? or are you curious about the ghost of a man who might be wandering around right now?"
"Ish you're Sri. I just want to know where the man died and if he became a ghost figure like us? after all, we just died being killed into a curious ghost and do not know how to return calmly even though your revenge Sri was avenged. Then I wonder if that guy is as handsome as we are because he even died from being tired of living"
"Yes yes, you're right Sil. When I found out I was dead, I wanted to come back to life and could not accept the harsh fact that my life was separated from my own body. We who are killed just want to live, then why did that stupid man end his life and want to be set*n like us? you weird guy"
Sri continued to mutter in annoyance. Naisila left her alone.
"Basar set*n don't know himself! you're leaving me here alone !" Sri went after Naisila who went first near the river.
Naisila even now began to try to smell the blood rancid smell of the former person commit suicide, but strangely Naisila's nose could not even smell with certainty the fall of the mysterious man.
"This is the place. And look, the rocks that make up the brackets are where the body was found. The man really died in a terrible state with his head almost destroyed probably due to impact"
"Emh, but strangely I don't even smell the blood of someone here Sri. Is it possible that he died not by suicide, but by someone else?"
"I don't know Nai either. I wasn't even there when the peia fell or was dumped. Anyway why are you so tired of this figure anyway. Did you have any acquaintances with that eagle-tattooed guy while he was alive?" sri asked Naisila curiously.
Naisila was only able to fall silent. He also did not know the reason why he was very interested in the identity of the man who single in the river even though he did not know anyone who had an eagle tattoo during his life. But maybe some memories while he was alive have been lost partly along with his identity that turned into a spirit.
"Maybe I knew this man when I was alive Sri. I would love to see this dead man even with his face broken" Naisila explained slowly.
"Yes, you just wait for him on this bamboo tree. I'm gonna go scare people tonight at the patrol station. Coincidentally tonight Mr. Kasim will be in charge of maintaining the security of the village.
Naisila even knitted her eyebrows at Sri's words.
"Why are you so interested in Pak Kasim Sri? don't you like that old man?" taunting Naisila with her laughter.
"I don't like that thick mustachioed guy Sil. I only want to return the favor because I have never been the slightest bit angry with my actions that once stole his chicken in the cage. I just want to accompany him in the patrol post, it's g itung as a thank you"
Naisila smiled at her best friend who was now starting to play her matted hair.
"Yes you just go there. I will stay tonight on this bamboo tree alone" Naisila told Sri.
"Alright if that's what you want Sil. I'll go meet yayang Kosim first huh. Drugs. Hihihihi" Sri flew with her echoing taeanya at dusk began to come in this village.
Naisila even began to go to her most comfortable position on a bamboo tree near the bridge where the mysterious man's body was found. Until a few moments later dusk began to be seen displaying the rays of his throne that adorned the sky.
Naisila patiently awaits the arrival of the mysterious figure of the man who committed suicide on the bridge. Even the occasional Naisila hummed cheerfully on top of the tree to break the silence tonight at the place. Until when he was combing his hair with his hand, the black shadow began to be clearer on the rocks where the mysterious man Sri said died was found.
The jet-black shadow slowly began to appear clearly and now turned into the figure of a man who was sitting staring at the calm water before him. Naisila even tried to sharpen her gaze so that she could clearly stare at the man's face.
"Who is he" Naisila muttered softly.
