Nutritional

77. Conveying Message

Zizi after bathing finally headed to the restaurant which is also still around Pombensin.

"Sik Seng pretended to order yes, ordinary Zizi can eat two servings."

Zizi.

Maria bobbing head.

"You're what a thick stomach is."

Maria murmured as she floated towards the restaurant that was still quite crowded with people eating.

Most of them are travelers who deliberately rest.

Zizi looked wildly looking for a good place to eat, until then he saw a table in the corner of the restaurant where a woman sat with her head on the table.

"He thinks his head's a helmet times."

Zizi said as he walked over to the table.

"You find another place to hang out there, I want to sit here."

Zizi.

Maria was there too, and so was Shane.

The head on the table had his eyes muttered, looking towards Maria, Zizi and Shane.

"Three strange creatures."

Said the head on the table.

Plaque!!

Mary slammed the head down from the table.

And immediately kicked Zizi out of the restaurant.

The head's body immediately panicked after his head.

Zizi who felt absolutely no guilt then sat on the bench that he had coup.

Shane, who seemed unwilling to participate in saving sins, chose to sit down and did not want to comment.

Mary also sat in an empty chair.

Zizi looks at the menu.

"Sop rib Zi, let it smell good."

Pinta Mary.

"okay."

Zizi Sahut.

"Good, pinter's son."

Maria held up her thumb.

A servant approached them, asking him Zizi's order.

Zizi ordered a lot of food, he had to fill more energy to face the Gendruwo and Uncle Jaka Lengleng.

"Okay Ka, wait a minute, we'll get the order ready."

Said the waiter.

Zizi.

When the waiter leaves Zizi asks for mineral water in his bottle that is still left a little in the backpack that Shane carried.

Shane took it for Zizi.

Zizi opened the lid, but in a hurry, the water spilled onto the table.

"Haiyish, Zizi..."

Mary seemed to move because the table in front of Mary was drenched in water.

Zizi nodded at Maria.

The new zizi will wipe the table with tissue, but the tissue on his desk is exhausted.

Lazy Zizi stood up, coincidentally the ghost that had been chasing his head was seen returning to their place.

Zizi pulls the ghost, then wears the tip of her dress to wipe the table.

"Thank you."

Zizi said after the table was dry.

The ghost looked so resigned, he then sat down at the table opposite Zizi and put his head back on the table.

"What a weird thing, why does his head have to be put on the table anyway? What style how?"

Zizi.

The ghost's head turned to Zizi.

"Thus our respective affairs, don't be pretentious."

The ghost said to Zizi.

"Huu... Zizi caosin just found out."

Pissed Zizi.

"Already Zi, you mah every ghost invited noisily. I'm like an ono artist, everyone is invited to a storm."

Maria giggles.

Zizi looked at Shane who was also staring at him.

"Aunty turned out to be following the artist's gossip show, hahahaha..."

Zizi.

"Damn it, not Zi, because sometimes nemenin your Mama."

Maria said in self-defense.

Zizi and Maria are seen still busy talking here and there while giggling occasionally.

Shane is different from both.

Shane seemed to keep watching the ghost whose head was placed on the table.

The eyes of the ghost head were seen looking at a middle-aged woman sitting behind the cashier table.

There must be something going on. Inner Shane.

Before long a servant came to the table where Zizi was sitting.

The waiter brought an order of drinking water and also rice first.

Zizi and Maria who were so there the waiter came carrying the order seen snapping their respective chirping events.

After the waiter who delivered drinking water Zizi order, Zizi looks new will gulp his anget orange wedang accidentally his eyes see Shane who noticed the ghost head on the table.

"Aunty."

Zizi beckoned to Maria about Shane who kept looking at the ghostly head that was unceasingly staring at the middle-aged woman behind the counter.

Maria who understood Zizi's intentions finally nudged her arm towards Shane's arm.

Shane was surprised, he turned to Maria and then to Zizi who was a manyun.

"Sorry Miss, I just feel like the ghost actually has something to say to the woman behind the counter."

Zizi who heard Shane speak thus finally inevitably became attentive to the ghost head on the table.

Not wanting later he ate so unsettled because he thought of the ghost, Zizi finally approached the ghost.

Plaque!

Zizi smashed the head of a ghost.

"Whoiii."

Sapa Zizi.

"So it's none of your business, we take care of each of us."

Said the ghost.

Zizi sits on a chair near the ghost of the head owner.

"It's none of my business, but I'm just offering to help, if you don't want to, I'm really not tired."

Zizi.

The ghostly head looked at Zizi.

"What help do you offer? I'm sick of going back and forth to ask for help from humans who claim to be indigos, but some of those who do see me only make me an invisible resource person on their social media, while asking for my help they ignore and forget."

Zizi sighed.

"What are you asking for help?"

Ask Zizi at last.

The body of the head on the table suddenly raised its hand, then pointed its index finger towards a middle-aged woman behind the cash register.

"My mother. He doesn't know I'm dead."

Tell that ghost.

Zizi looked at the woman behind the cashier's desk.

"Please tell her, if I'm not going home."

Said the ghost.

Zizi scratching the head.

Then...

"Whose name?"

Ask Zizi.

"Come."

Said the ghost.

"Sari Dewi Kusumaningrum."

The ghost then mentioned everything for later his mother asked various questions.

"Where did you die? You were murdered, right?"

Ask Zizi.

The ghost explained the chronology of his death briefly, densely and clearly.

Zizi.

"All right."

Zizi finally stood up from his seat.

Without the ba-bi-bu, Zizi immediately walked towards the cashier's desk where the originally sleepy middle-aged woman instantly regained her senses while Zizi approached her.

Zizi then called one of the waiters who had just delivered the order to the customer.

"There's a pen with paper?"

Ask Zizi.

"There's a Non."

The waiter is seen hurriedly giving Zizi a pen and paper.

The middle-aged woman who was sitting behind the cashier table so confused looked at Zizi who was now even busy writing in front of him.

After writing with her chicken claw, Zizi handed the paper to the middle-aged woman.

[Mother, don't wait for me anymore, don't look for me anymore, I'm dead Sari Dewi Kusumaningrum. Born Tuesday Kliwon. 10:45 noon. Son of.].

Zizi writes like a census officer.

The hand of the middle-aged woman who was now reading the writing of the Zizi chicken claw seemed to tremble.

"You... How do you know Sari?"

Asked the woman to look at Zizi.

"He's been sitting looking at you, madam, he's worried you're too tired. He wants you to get enough rest and don't get too fussy on your own body."

"She sits in the corner of this room."

Zizi.

Making the woman gasp, so did the waiter who loaned her Zizi pen.

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