
In the place of the enemies.
"We are being asked to see Doctor Sakurata now" said one of the criminals who had just received a phone call. From the short conversation he had just had, it seemed like there was something important they were going to do.
"What's that about?" ask the other criminals. Even so they still got up from their seats and prepared to leave.
"Maybe there is something important that we will do. Then we meet Dr. Sakurata first." No more questions came out of the mouths of criminals. They immediately went to the Sakurata doctor's place.
They certainly didn't go alone. There are five very loyal ghosts following the three criminals. The ghosts will go wherever the criminals go until they find the home of the boss of the criminals.
Elsewhere, a woman was stunned when a young boy pointed out an object. But the astonishment was only a moment he showed while observing the object. "This is right, the address of Mbah Wiro's house, a shaman, Zil, where did you find this?"
"In your drawer, Ma'am, I accidentally saw the business card when I took this notebook," Ozil replied. "Mbak Lisa knows Mbah Wiro?"
"No, I'm just being recommended by a friend. He said he was a great shaman" Lisa replied. "You know this shaman what? Until you come here all?"
"Yes like Lisa's sister, I'm also curious about that person" Ozil replied, who is currently thinking about finding the right reason. "I also got a story from a friend if there is a great shaman, Ma'am. I only know his name, I don't know his address."
Likely Sister Lisa believes in the reasons Ozil said. It looks like the woman is smiling while nodding. "Yes I have a friend of a local singer, Zil. He's the one who told you. What I see anyway, my friend's gig job is now pretty much since going to this shaman's place."
"Miss Lisa wants to be a hunchback?" asked Ozil who was a little surprised to hear the story of the woman who owned the house.
"Yes not," refuted Sister Lisa accompanied by a big smile. "I want a consultation, I can get a handsome soul mate like you, Zil."
"Heavier ..."Ozil was even flattered by the praise. "Can't tell me by the way."
"In fact, you're handsome, aren't you?" mama Lisa did not want to lose. "Keep yourself, what do you want, to find this shaman?"
Lisa smiled thinly. "You're actually handsome, Zil. Maybe it's because you didn't have money. Now you must feel the difference too, right? Since you have money?"
"Yes, Ma'am. Just that, one, must be a lot of girls who are embarrassed to have a guy an Ob right?"
Lisa's mother laughed. "Hahaha .. You're young, Ozil, don't think too much about dating. Look at me, I was obsessed with dating and then marriage. But now, I'm a widow. You are a man, mending you succeed first your career. If you have a lot of money, surely the girl who wants to be with you, comes alone."
"Hehehe .. yes also, Ma'am," Ozil said with a cry. "Kok his house deserted, Ma'am?"
"Loh," Lisa looked surprised at the question coming out of Ozil's mouth. "And I told you, my house is deserted. You forgot what?"
"Mahaha ..." OZil even cracked up and a little misbehaved."Forgot, Ma'am," he said. Though it was just a stale base because he was confused, what else to talk about.
"Ish, there is only one," Lisa replied and she also smiled. "God! It's so fun to talk until you forget to drink, Zil. What do you want to drink?"
"Hahaha ...what aja, Ma'am, the angel," replied Ozil.
"Alright," Lisa replied, and the woman immediately rose towards the kitchen. Ozil also encouraged. But when Ozil was circulating his gaze around the room of the house, suddenly there was a scream. "Ouch!"
Ozil was aghast and his eyes went straight towards the kitchen. "Mbak Lisa! What's the matter, Ma'am?"
"Because of the hot water, Zil," said Sister Lisa with a pretty loud voice. "Zil, please get me the medicine box next to the television."
"Well, Ma'am," Ozil immediately got up and took the medicine in the spot shown by Ms. Lisa. The television was in the room next to where Ozil was sitting. Ozil rushed into the kitchen and he looked astonished by what he saw at the moment.
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