Ravana's Note: Scandal

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Ravana Bataragunadi looked up, staring at the tall building in front of him. He squinted his eyes filtering the tinge of sunlight that attacked his eye patch.

“OK,” murmured lazily.

Luxury 30-story high building, looks futuristic at the same time eco friendly. Surely the developer did not playfully build it, it's a project of hundreds of billions. And it's in the business center area.

The problem...

The 21-year-old saw something was wrong behind it. But it is difficult to explain in words. The air that covered the building was gloomy and dark. It was as if there was an invisible veil surrounding it.

“It's definitely ‘ada’, this is anyway,” he lamented inwardly.

With heavy strides, after parking his motorbike in the outer parking area, Ravana entered the building while vigilantly staring at the surroundings.

The lobby area is filled with office workers, working space and cafes and many visitors are on the move.

Securiti grinned to Ravana greeting the young man kindly, Ravana lowered her head to return her greeting. The operators on the front desk glanced at him several times until accompanying the man's footsteps fixedly.

The view that Ravana had received since he was a child. That's why he rarely goes to crowded areas because it is uncomfortable and uncomfortable to be stared at in such a way along the way.

But, today Ravana came to this building on a mission.

He stepped into the freight elevator, pressed the open button, and went inside.

Then quietly wait until the elevator takes him up to the 15th floor, the floor he's on.

Ting!

The elevator stopped on the 7th floor.

And the door is open.

Dark and empty.

The young man slightly leaned his body to peek at the outer area of the elevator.

Only darkness was visible in his eyes, with no illumination at all. It's pitch-dark.

Not right, this is it, Ravana thought as he entered the elevator again and leaned his body. He was tense not moving. His instincts told him to be vigilant.

It's early morning at 9, why is the room this dark?! As if there were no windows. Or the...

“Excuse me, please hold the elevator,” a woman's voice comes from there.

Reflex, Ravana presses the hold button.

But his stomach was instantly nauseous. “Anjrit!” the weakness in the heart.

A sweet-talking woman in an Office Girl uniform, grasping a broom and pulling a trolley, appears in front of Ravana. Then the woman went inside and stood next to Ravana.

The elevator door was closed.

At this time the young man regretted why he had been reflexively pressing the hold button. But if you think about it, he did not press the button whether this elevator will obey his fingers?

Ravana looked forward, from the corner of his eyes he could catch that the Mpa-mbak who had entered was standing facing him, pecking and staring at him with a blank look.

Ravana tries to calm down.

And he thought there was no need for pleasantries to ask ‘what floor, mbak?’, because he knew, the worker next to him did not need to go to any floor.

“The base can see me yaaaaaaaa?!” ask the OG (Office Girl). The sound of sleepy and hoarse like not drinking very long. Intermittent with a discordant tone.

“Pake nanya, again..” murmured Ravana. The man's gaze remained forward, but his hair was goosebumps.

“Please me Maaaaas,”

“Ogah,” replied Ravana quickly.

An immeasurably stinking fragrance instantly enveloped the elevator. If likened, like the smell of rat carcasses, but more rotten, with a very strong rancid aroma to make the head dizzy.

Ravana reached into his pocket and sprayed the aromatherapy hand sanitizer into the air.

“Please follow me matiiiii,” said the voice.

Very epic talk. To die, ngajak.

Then Ravana frowned. This could be the answer to misinyan right now. Isn't the sooner it's solved the better?

Ravana wants to quickly report to Shareholders who are his own Papa, then overhaul all regulations here. “Eh, yes," Ravana tried to calm down. He can't go anywhere anyway. "Mission Ma'am, I'd like to ask. What floor are you feeding on?” asked Ravana while staring at the Mbak who now seems to have changed into a more disordered form. The hair was messy and floated in the air, with blood all over the body and a messy face. But still stick with his OG uniform.

Ravana wants to run away but he has to try to look brave. Anjir serem gilak ! the weakness in the heart.

The OG Maiden looked at Ravana wide. Maybe the figure finally realized that Ravana is not a random person.

Ravana observed this astral beside him more closely. Then sharpen his nose.

“Try opening his mouth,” Ravana grabs the woman's chin and pulls it down. The woman's jaw immediately dislodged and fell down. Fragrance of incense and flowers 7 forms. With a little sandalwood.

With that situation, Ravana almost shouted hysterically. But it has to be calm.

Kan T4i. sumpatnya in the heart trying to be patient.

Look for a similar smell. If Mbak OG does not want to talk yes already. The important thing is that I know that there is a gift here. Thought Ravana.

“OK Mbak,” replied Ravana while smiling cynically.

“Do not try to disturb us,” furious mbak.

“Eyang Gandhes?!” shouted the OG Ma'am cut off Ravana's sentence.

Bets!!

The elevator stopped. The mother returned to her original form, OG with a sweet face carrying a broom. And immediately kneeled in front of Ravana. “Please, Don't!”

“Who loves you to eat?” ask Ravana again.

“I can't say. But I like it here, no other place!”

“Yes you like prank. But now your movement will I limit, well.”

“You are not a descendant of Eyang Gandhes, what is your relationship with him?”

Ravana came forward and leaned in, challenged the astral and spoke in a low tone. “My name is Ravana, I am the owner of this building and company. Spread it to your kind. But beware, don't talk to your human employer. I'm going to wipe out everything that's harming my family,”

And the OG Maiden nodded, and disappeared.

The elevator went back on and the door opened. Still on the 7th floor, same floor.

But with a different view, like an ordinary office with busy employees passing by.

Again Ravana sighed and pressed the close button. The elevator went upstairs. “Anjrit, have not yet started work, have gone to another dimension,” gritted. It is rather somplinal.

Although the astral did not say who fed him, but Ravana is sure to find the ‘makir’.

His father did execute this building because of a debt problem. This building as a credit guarantee at the Bank owned by Papa Ravana. The situation was not taken care of, but the Papa rebuilt it and functionalized it.

But originally, this building had not been occupied for a long time. Even after being rebuilt with advanced facilities, rumors that this building is haunted are very easy to hear.

And the thing is, Ravana's shareholding, all assets in Ravana's name, were transferred to this building.

“Gasih heritage kok form is collapsing,” lamented again.

And now, this company is always losing.

That's why, Ravana is on an undercover mission to find out the true circumstances.

There is no way he came in the form of a shareholder.

On the advice of one of his Papa friends, to find out the actual behavior of the employees, Ravana was advised to take a job with the lowest position hierarchy in the company. Because that way, the level of vigilance of others will go down and tend to reveal their true nature.

So, Ravana signed up at this company as Office Boy.

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“How is it?” the Papa called him, just as Ravana got out of the elevator.

“Severely,” answers.

“Good,”

Lah kok ‘bagus’, very nice, typical Papanya.

“You can learn a lot,” said his Papa again.

“I can't inherit, no papa kok Pah,”

“Can't, you're most capable,”

“I want to have my inner eye closed aja,”

“No way, wipe first all new your inner eyes closed,”

“Papa know if this advantage is actually a deficiency? Only a fellow genie can see another genie, this is a sign that I am actually possessed-”

“Papa already know the concept,” cut Papa Ravana. “But your condition is the most powerful. Anyway if you almost die say the name of Eyang Gandhes, okay?”

“I am a biological child or a collecting child?”

“Heeeei,” says Papaanya. “Young time first, the success that Papa went through also often involves the Ghoib thing. From starting the same transaction Saranjana, until meeting with Kanjeng Ratu Barat. Such things often occur in countries that still embrace kejawen. And the company that is passed on to you, measured by probabilita calculations, should be healthy and profitable, but the opposite is true. Your job is to do everything,”

Ravana stopped his steps and sighed heavily.

“Iya,” that's all he said. He finally gave up. Because all that can argue with the Papa is the Mother. It's free that Ravana tries to seduce.

He arrived at the operational room. In front of him was a giant signboard that glittered.

PT. Garnet Mas Land Tbk.

“Hm,” murmured Ravana while hanging up his phone.

He does not know at all the work culture in the field of property and housing. He is not an architect, his background is not civil engineering, does not master marketing, lay legal issues, and most importantly, he is a Student of the Faculty of Design Department DKV semester 6. It has nothing to do with his work now.

“What the hell am I doing here?” annoyed.

Cleanse certainly. Clean the entire room in this building, to clean the whole problem.

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