
And after successfully rewind it, the Bledeg Sakti, this time they just look at each other, between confused about what the next activity or thinking what should be done with the mummy this time. Some even shut themselves up for a moment. To be more calm, ignore what just happened. At one cringe, the next thought is more, and the results to be obtained are greater.
The truth is that's all it can do. By no means. But I hope this time it is a lesson. In everything that is done, there must be results that can be taken on the bright side.
“How about that mummy?“
Finally there is an idea to continue the solution of the case on a point that originally became that thought. Mummified. Child mummy. Not a mummy-mami it turns out. Because men. If it were a woman, it could be.
“We buried worthily.“ Propose someone. Such a way as most people do if they find their colleagues in strange conditions.
Buried way? Should it be? Because it's not like his father's wishes. Which must be able to hold its form directly. Although the surrounding is clearly not desired. Some are horrified, some are just pity. Horrified if you have to imagine the corpse can still be seen. This is different from the others. It brings imagination to his fear. Or just pity. Iba with his fate. Different from most. Treated improperly.
All this time confused, what a common way to do, after finding a school that previously was not the way to treat it.
Or in cremation? So that the body is dry, not haunting and maybe there are harmful bacteria that cover it until finally it can be destroyed.
But according to the wishes of his father who loved him so much that it was made into a mummy.
“It seems better we let it be.“
“So mummy.“
“It's been right?“
“Good anyway.“ While the mangosteen when looking at this unique mummy. What an amazing work. The combination of the original with human creation. The necessary, and artificial.
“Don't be alone in seeing it, then.“
“But here is strange if the model is so,“ said some of them, who never found a very different way of burial. Or not a funeral. Treating the jazad.
“We just put it in a wooden box sarcophagus, then buried here customarily, so that he looks like a regular burial, but also does not deny the initial desire of his father who wanted him to be a mummy. Once he was calm in his peace, but also relieved the father who was very dear to him, although not fully fulfilled. And not chasing in As Kriting dreams. “
“Truely it. I will not continue to be chased. If he's curious. And ask for calm. I can also calm down. Want to sleep well,“ said As Kriting.
Thus, they finally buried the body of the millionaire's child with the closest people attended. The number is not so much. In his four cool sarcophagus crates. And by using commonly performed equipment.
“Beres.“
“All are in accordance with the applicable here.“
“Leave left him in his peaceful solitude.“
“And we are a little on vacation.“
“Searching for places that can eliminate fatigue. “
After that they can calm down. Then rest. And repair the broken.
“Sample cave loe!” said the suspicious Detective Item, with all his comrade's strange gazes, so that every passerby was instantly swiped. Instead of being first insulted, mendingan angry first, it will be satisfied with the actions of the glass.