Nutritional

97. Tengsin Lah Ya's

Zizi because it exists in the human world, directly ask for hp to Shane who is in the backpack.

"You chat Mama."

Zizi.

"You have a Mama?"

Ask Mintul.

"Lha, what Zizi Dragon fruit."

Omel Zizi's.

Mintul.

Shane gives Zizi's phone to the girl, then puts the backpack near the table where Zizi is sitting.

Maria and Mintul sit near Zizi because kepo wants to know what Zizi will write, especially Mintul who just saw there is a cutting board can be on.

Meanwhile, Shane chose to sit on a plastic chair near the cart where the chicken rice seller was starting to fry the chicken.

"The rice is four, the chicken is multiplied."

Zizi said repeating the order while busy typing the message.

"I... Da... Nope."

Said the chicken rice seller who was among the happy he said would be paid two million, but also afraid to see Zizi from earlier talking alone and afraid it turns out later in php only.

Moreover...

The chicken rice seller shuddered again.

In the human world today is approaching eight o'clock. The heart of Cirebon is still beating well. Down and down the road vehicle in front of the chicken rice seller looks quite crowded.

"Every day the streets are this crowded, sir?"

Ask Shane.

"I... Yes mister."

Said the seller of chicken rice so the habit of stuttering.

"Have you been selling here for a long time?"

Ask Shane again.

Shane deliberately talked more this time with the seller because he seemed to be a good person, but was scared to death by Zizi and Maria and Mintul.

Shane pity if later the chicken rice seller fainted and nyungsep to the frying pan.

"It's been ten years, Mister."

Answer the chicken rice seller.

Shane smiles.

Looks like the chicken rice seller turned off the stove, having previously raised his fried chicken, and drained it.

"When it rains how sir? It's selling there's no tents and nothing."

Shane is so pitying.

"If it rains yes I have to close Mister, it's also nine o'clock I want to close."

The chicken rice seller finally began to forget his fear little by little because Shane invited him to talk like a human.

"So the sale is only until nine?"

Mr. chicken rice seller shook his head while starting to arrange the dishes.

"In fact, until twelve o'clock there was still a lot of mister."

"Then..."

"Then it's been almost half a month there's been a lot of sightings, he said in the attic of the next stall there was waiting."

Said Pak the chicken rice seller.

Shane immediately looked at the attic of the stall next to the chicken rice seller.

"I'm afraid to tell stories, don't tell anymore."

Said his hand seller trembling.

"It's okay, sir, don't be afraid, if he's not good, then we'll beat him up."

Suddenly Maria who heard the talk of the chicken rice seller with Shane joined the roost.

The chicken salesman obviously looked directly at the origin of the sound behind him, but there was no one.

The witch lady was even busy playing hp and laughing herself.

Shane knitted.

"It's okay sir, it's our friend, just think of it as a fairy. You know, if there's a witch there's a fairy."

Said Shane to calm the chicken rice seller.

"Oh... Da... Yes, Mister."

The chicken rice seller was too.

What dream did I actually have last night, is this not-don't also a dream. Inner chicken rice seller galau.

Pak chicken rice seller finally finished preparing sambal and lalapan, as well as five servings of fried chicken. He's taking her to Zizi's desk.

"Where's the burn?"

"Non, I don't have anything to help, it's fried first."

Said the seller.

"Zizi drink, angel orange wedang, do not need to be blanketed but."

Zizi said while nyomot fried chicken that is still hot.

Mr. rice seller bobbing head.

Is there an orange wedang on the blanket? Pak chicken rice seller is too plain.

"Should bring an assistant sir, this if again rame how to serve him keder."

Maria is back again.

Mr. chicken rice seller who does not know Maria floated there and followed behind him looking wild.

Shane's so bad smirking.

The salesman then looked at Shane, as if asking it was a danger fairy? Hihah...

Shane returned grinning, confused what to answer.

Mr. Seller made a drink order Zizi, after finishing delivering drinks, then he began to prepare to make his roasted chicken.

The rooster is located closer to the road, and closer to where Shane is sitting.

"But it's also true sir, why not use an assistant, if more people do not bother for example someone helps."

Said the seller.

"Even my wife used to help here, but since I saw the waiter next door, I'm really afraid of this."

The salesman looks back shuddering.

"What the hell's going on at the stall?"

Maria muttered to be kepo.

Maria turned her head towards Zizi who had started eating voraciously, while Mintul was cool to enjoy the aroma of chicken grilled rice warm to the rice of Zizi treat.

After paying attention to Zizi and Mintul, it appears that Maria then looks at the stall said by the chicken rice seller there is a waiter.

Mr. seller is now busy fan-fans grilled chicken.

From a distance, some ghosts come to enjoy the aroma coming from the burning of chicken on charcoal.

But they then escape lightning-fast as soon as they see Shane sitting near the salesman's pack.

Maria floated towards the shophouse-shaped stall that looked dark and seemed to be uninhabited for a long time.

Maria approached the shophouse's attic.

Maria floated there, and went inside the shophouse.

Shane was only paying attention to what Maria was doing from her place.

If there really was a waiter in the attic, at most it was just an ordinary ghost and would easily be taken care of by Mary alone.

Maria in the attic of the shophouse is now floating while looking for a figure who he said later often bothers the chicken rice seller.

"Hey clumsy, get out here! Don't hide you!!"

Maria snapped as soon as she began to sense that there was indeed a ghostly energy there.

Of his energy can be sure he is female and not too strong.

Mary finally sat on the shelf.

"Exit or I'm forced out by force."

Said Maria again.

Silent.

Maria grunts.

"Basically I took."

Maria said alone.

He then caught something coming out of the ceiling hole on the top floor of the shophouse.

It was the head of a woman whose long hair was dangling down.

He seemed to be creeping on the ceiling, and now coming down from his head first.

Yet...

"Eh uh..."

Bluk!

The ghost forgot to stretch the advantages, eventually he plunged freely down.

Maria shook her head to see the ghost now nyungsep on the shop floor.

"Had known I wouldn't be afraid, use all creeping style, now even nyungsep, make nabok nabok brain only."

Maria is not clear.

The ghost of the woman grinned.

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