My mother's a ghost
The Part 81
My mother's a ghost
The Part 81
“Because, you listen to me well. We have not much time.” Ragil said to Dara who looks half-hearted face to face again with him.
“Aaan anyway? Om Bram Nongol. Chill the business!” Sahut Dara grumbled trying to leave Ragil. Previously, Dara was struggling to meet Ragil because of the noise made using the gate handle. The sound of clinking without rhythm makes Dara immediately out of the house with misgivings.
“Lo horrified me first. Just a minute.” Pinta Ragil begs.
“Gue is afraid of coming and Om Bram coming and seeing me here, Gil. Sorry yeah. I'm in.” Said Dara moving away from Ragil.
“Lo for sale same nyokap lo!” Firmly Ragil with a slightly raised voice. Without the need to press the stop button, Dara's body instantly pegged for a split second. His body twisted, his two eyeballs staring at Ragil. “Lo say what?” Tanya Dara confirmed her hearing.
“Eatya lo dengerin me first. I need your help to prove that nyokap and Om Bram are selling you, Ra. Lo sold them just for worldly interests.” Said Ragil trying to make Dara understand.
“Gue doesn't understand, Gil. Don't talk that makes no sense. There is a story about a mother selling her own child. I'm his real son, Gil. Not right mind lo it.” Sahut Dara fierce. “Let me never care too much about me, it is impossible if he to sell me.” Dara's lips chipped in disbelief at Ragil's words. ”If it is true, nyokap and Om Bram sell me, who bought it, Gil?” Dara asked lowered her voice.
“Pak Hartanto, Dara. I'denger myself if nyokap lo nerima money twenty million rupiah.” Reply Ragil is still trying to make Dara believe.
“Twenty million? Which really is. Where might Mr. Hartanto want to spend money to nyokap me.” Sinis Dara still can't think with logic.
“Then, why are you in that secret room, try it? Can you explain? Why can you be there, while your family has not the slightest effort to find. If indeed you are valuable, nyokap you must use all kinds of ways to find you. What actually? If we hadn't found out, you'd still be held captive, Ra. That's what we call it by accident.” Ragil's light is long so that Dara's logic and thought run with him. The look of Ragil's eyes dampened Dara's emotions that had risen.
“For what Pak Hartanto buy me?” Ask Dara later.
“Gue doesn't know yet. To be sure, Mr. Hartanto, Mr. Teguh, and the owner of the tent for the camp conspired to kidnap you at that time. This year is the same. They must be conspiring, Ra.” Ragil said patiently.
Dara seemed to think. “Gue scared you why-not. That's why I went to your house today. I'm afraid, if you plan to sell you to someone else, Ra.” Ragil said timidly.
Dara's face turned pale. There is little thought that his life is still not safe. “Lo why you should say that, Gil. I'm so scared.” Sahut Dara was terrified.
“Same, Ra. I'm scared too. Hence. I need help lo.” Reply Ragil later.
“What help, Gil?” Ask Dara curiously.
Ragil reached into his pants pocket and gave Dara a voice eavesdropper.
Dara received and watched him closely. “Flashdisk? For what?” Ask Dara wonder.
“It's not a flash, Ra. It's a voice-tapping device. The sound recorded, directly stored in it. Its function is also the same to save the data recording.” Ragil said explaining the small metallic white object.
“Gue want to go fishing rods. He should tell me about your disappearance first. Why is he not trying to nyari lo. We're recording. Later the recording let me hand over to the police.” Ragil is excited.
“How to use this thing?” Tanya Dara researched the little thing.
“That, press the on button beside. Later if the red light is flashing. The tool works fine.” Obviously Ragil on Dara.
“Please how long?”
“Eight hours said the seller.”
“If caught, how?” Ask Dara later.
Ragil stared at Dara, “gue will be here every day. I'll bring another wire every day. We exchange. You bring the battery full and the memory empty. Who's been recording, let me take it.” Ragil. “Lo can be forward every seven hours of the night? I think it's safer at night. It's not caught we exchange something.”
Dara then nodded her head steadily. “If I don't come out, chances are three. They're at home, I'm sold again, or I die.” Dara.
“Pinter yes talk. Now, now you come in. It's up to you to catch or Om Bram to talk about their relationship with Pak Hartanto. Anyway, we have to get strong evidence to drag Mr. Har and his other colleagues.” Ragil Sahut.
Dara nodded in understanding with Ragil's intention.
“Ra, if you think you really-proven to sell you how?” Ask Ragil later.
Dara speechless. His face was sluggish. “Gue how to do according to lo, Gil?” Ask Dara later.
“Lo must be strong, Ra. I live with my grandmother in the village. Or what, huh? I also don't know what to do.” Ragil was confused.
“Gue hope I don't really want to sell me.” Sahut Dara, “gue love so much with my nyokap, Gil. Although I never showed any affection at all, I love her very much.” Dara.
Ragil silently listened to Dara's heart.
“What's my fault to the point that they're tega.” The clear details then drip one after another. “Gue scared, Gil. Every day I get scared in that secret room. I think I'll be dead soon. I am very afraid of Mr. Teguh. I thought God didn't exist then. God would never help me, Gil. I am scared every day. I thought, by returning me home, they'd be happy. Turns out I was wrong. Did they expect me to never come back, Gil?”
Ragil gulped his saliva in panic. “Already, now you are safe. I want you to keep interacting with me. Whatever, inform me. So that I can easily help lo.” Ragil calms Dara. “Oh yes, you don't hold HP yes, Ra?”
Dara then shook her head, “mana maybe I ngasi HP, Gil. Shopping in front is lucky.”
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