My mother's a ghost

My mother's a ghost
Part 72's



My mother's a ghost


Part 72's


“But this kid is not pure anymore, Mr. Har. We can't hand it over to Mr. President.” Said Teguh with a pias face when they found their target of surgery was moaning in pain because it came months.


Hartanto did not answer, his face seemed to think. What should he do.


“Don't say much, sir. If indeed he is not a pure child, I better send to Jro Gemblung only. Let this be his part. It's worth three hundred million, right? We will split it flat! Okay?” Said Leri curiously.


“Jro Gemblung? Want to be taken abroad I mean, Mr Leri? Poor, Sir. Poor this kid. Still too small to be a slave to venereal criminals.” Reply Teguh did not have the heart to imagine Mala in the position of Dara.


“Pity how? Isn't it Mr Teguh who kidnapped this child from his group? After all, his parents had also agreed to exchange this child for twenty million dollars. Yeah, right, Har?” Sahut Leri fast.


Hartanto is still unable to respond to what is happening. Their existence in the house of the durian garden gubug feels increasingly gripping because Dara is seen moving his body slowly. The anesthetic that was placed on Dara's nose by Teguh has begun to disappear.


“Again, if we leave it to Mr. President, this child will also be a collision. It's the same he's gonna run out! How the hell Mr. Teguh this.” Said Leri by restoring her hair fat with a firm way of thinking.


“Lantas, what should we say to Mr President?” Reply Strong.


“Mild! We will find another daughter. Don't think too much, Mr. Teguh.” Sahut Leri relax. As if, the job of kidnapping children is something that is very easy and innocent.


Suddenly, Hartanto's mobile phone let out a tone of incoming call. The three adult men were surprised, quickly Hartanto's hand reached into his jacket pocket to see the screen of his mobile phone. The name of Ms. Siti was seen there. Hartanto saw his two colleagues, “Bu Siti,” Hartanto said telling him who contacted him.


“Goodnight, Ms. Siti.” Hartanto Sahut soft.


“Pak! Where's Mr Har?” Ask Ms. Siti to panic.


“What's up, Mom?” Reply Hartanto while raising his eyebrows as soon as he heard the voice of Bu Siti who was panicking.


“Pak! There's a missing child, sir. One of the campers is not here!” Siti Bu cried from across there.


Hartanto believes that there is an uproar among teachers about the disappearance of one of the students at the camp. “Oh, relax, Mom. Dara's parents just came to pick her up. I met you, really. Ms. Siti and other teachers should not fuss about this, yes. Later people think that one of the students really lost, Bu.” Sahut Hartanto is still trying to calm down.


“That's right, Mr Har? How did we teachers not know that Dara's parents came to pick us up?” Reply to Siti Bu again.


“Yes, Ms. Siti calm down first. I'm heading to camp now. I have arrived at post 3. Soon until.” Hartanto lied. Hartanto previously admitted that he was conducting a survey of night jurit lines to other teachers. In fact, Hartanto with two colleagues did the most evil action on the face of this earth, namely, taking a child from his neighborhood.


“Gue go back first. I think you should also go back to your car, ***. Let's narrow the gap to arouse suspicion among others.” Hartanto said before stepping away from them,


“Ck! Just disturb! So, what about this kid?” Asked Leri with a beaver face.


“Pak Teguh, take care of the rest. Thank you.”


***


“Let the business with Pak Hartanto and Pak Leri be finalized. Now you live here first yes, it's warm here. You won't be as cold as Mala.” Said Teguh to Dara who was still not fully aware. Do not forget Teguh locked the door tightly, and tidied back the wooden box of animal feed above the secret door.


***


“Ma, did Mama say anything to Raya?” Sena asked in Damar's car. They were on their way to the house of Dusk and Sena.


“Raya said, there is a person named Prabu Lanang continues to approach Raya. Mama said, maybe it's time Rata went to be calmer and not lonely anymore. But yes I don't know, according to Raya, Prabu Lanang said that it's not time for Raya to leave yet. Mama also does not understand.” Reply Agia explained briefly to Sena.


“So I also heard Raya mention Prabu Lanang name, Aunt.” Said Doni participate in the conversation of the mother and child.


“Oh, yes? When's it? How come Aunty doesn't hear, huh?” Reply Agia raised an eyebrow while turning her head, because Doni was sitting in the rear passenger seat.


“Time Mr. Andre went outside the gubug house, Auntie. Time is on the phone with the forensic officer!” Seru Doni's.


“What are you talking about? Start arrogant yes because it has advantages.” Said Ragil sitting in front with Damar.


“Kayang lo all my feelings every day at home kayak what?” Reply Dusk does not want to lose in expressing his dissatisfaction with the advantages possessed by Sena and Doni.


“Prabu Lanang who, Aunt?” Tanya Doni ignored the instructions carried out by Ragil and Dusk.


“Tante is also not sure, Don. Aunty had met Prabu Lanang once in the house of Aunt who almost died of coma. But, Aunt has never talked to him.” Answer Agia.


“What is Prabu Lanang's face?” Sahut Sena chimed.


“Kayak king. Wear crowns. Tall strapping. Her face is amazingly beautiful. But the aura that came out made Mama so scared. Though not creepy at all.” Reply Agia.


“Thank you yes, because pranking us is not here.” Suddenly Dusk. It made Sena look at Doni and smile triumphantly.


“Demen lo ya make a wanderlust curious.” The voice of Riki who had been silent without saying a word, was the same as Damar.


“Om Damar, indeed why the child who was kidnapped by Mr Teguh and Mr Leri was not allowed to come months?” Tanya Sena switched the conversation.


“Where yes, Sen. I'm also not sure I know this problem. In this world, there are still a lot of things that smell crazy. Know it? The magical thing. It could be that the children that your teacher kidnapped were going to be made into a collision or something. Om also do not know, yes.” Damar replied casually while remaining focused on driving.


“Tumbals? Let's do what, Om?” Reply Ragil later.


“Let's be rich, how the hell lo? So I don't know!” Dusk snickered Ragil.


“That's a lot, Om also don't know. Ah you guys are wrong! Ask your Mama. But he knew better. Now he's a ghost.”