Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 17: The Word Half Sir

So that night, Ravana returned to his office around 19.

He checked Junet's checklist and looked at his own section.

Task 1: Cleaning the Men's toilet from the 10th to the 15th floor.

Task 2: sweep and mop emergency stairs 10th to 15th floor

Task 3: sweep and mop the floor of the corridor 15th floor

Task 4: vacuum and clean the reeds all over the 15th floor.  (AC and Blower have Junet cleaned)

Task 5: broom, mop, and glass rag in meeting room 15th floor, 4th room.

Everything was finished without constraints, without astral.

Then next he remembered that Bu Laela's printer in the Legal Division room was damaged. Maybe Ravana will also install Parquete in the room owned by Bu Kadiv.

"Wow, how is this! How to jam gini..." Ravana groused while scratching his head when he saw the large-sized printer machine in front of him did not perform its function properly.

Then he went to the vault across the room, where he kept the boxes of machines to look for a tutorial on printer machine repair. He searched until he knelt to the bottom shelf.

"Need help?"

Ravana turned his head up.

A stocky body sits on a desk near Ravana. His body was without legs, grimacing towards the young man.

"Eh, Mr. Word Half, how are you, sir, has already punished anyone?" For some reason, Ravana was rather happy to see the friendly creature. Like a friend talking.

"Today is a holiday first, hehe," said the cheerful astral. "What are you doing?"

"The printer doesn't want to turn on, sir,"

"Which "printer is it? What type?"

"That's got Miss Laela at the end,"

"Oh, got him a regular, has been said not to enter the paper that still has streplesnya, still do it. Most of them are stuck,"

"Dismantle dong sir?!"

"Yes yes, unloading. The seal was also removed. Vendor said change aja wear a new one, but Mr. Rey said it's free will as new if the same Laela also damaged again,"

"Pak Man Half knows very well the behavior of office employees,"

"Don't call half dong! I'm just lacking energy so I can only perform half,"

"Haha, more unique like this sir, if intact I can not be differentin,"

"No, there's always a positive side behind the negative," Mr. Firman Half pointed to the printer, "Open the back bolt, pull the tires carefully, expensive because,"

"Hm..." Ravana painstakingly followed every astral direction in the form of the friendly-faced fathers.

"Sir... I forgot to ask," while cleaning the back of the printer with a used toothbrush, the young man asked.

"Why did I show up, did I?!" Guess Mr. Word Half.

"Hm,"

"My appearance is because there will be something sad. I resemble that target. I can't choose,"

"You were disguised as Mr. Rey,"

"Yes because his potential to die is huge. He's frustrated, he's grumpy, he's stressed a lot, and he's the target Gusti chose. He will surely die soon. I will resemble him and leave a good impression on the people around him so that all he remembers is his kindness,"

"Sir Rey was grumpy but she didn't mean it, actually,"

"Yes, he hates cheating, and a lot of corruption in this office. So many hate him. Do not let him die and people do not sincerely pray because they feel hurt," said Mr. Firman Half, "And worse, people are grateful he died,"

Ravana smiled, in his heart he was deep, so the person who did all these evil deeds was the one who feared his actions were known to Mr. Rey. Mr. Rey has exposed many cases of fraud in Garnet Land, mafia buying and selling land such as Pak Yanto and Pak Endang everywhere. So they hate someone like Mr. Rey.

"But the target changed" Mr. Word folded his hands in front of his chest.

"So me,"

"Rubber. But I can't imitate you, because the army behind you," Mr. Firman stroked his nape feeling wrong.

I heard a warning. The Tiger.

"Why Mr. Word?"

"Yes, you know why,"

"Can't say?"

"Can't, we're being watched, too,"

"Why now say?"

"Your cemani chicken dish is not tinned, superior type and whose fur is as smooth as silk. Gave me the strength to be untraceable for a moment. So I feel grateful to you, yes I so can be here now to warn you,"

"I will wait for that event" Mr. Firman grinned. "Try turning the printer on and on" the astral said.

"OK,"

"Nyala nih," Fransita, at Bu Laela's desk is operating a computer.

"You're doing it here"sung Ravana.

"Main aja," Fransita grinned as she glanced at Ravana mischievously.

"Well, finally we meet also Mother Soul Lost," Mr. Word bowed in respect. He seemed to be fascinated with Fransita.

"I don't get lost, I know the way home, just the keys I can't get in anymore" Fransita grumbled

"That's because there was something traumatic Ma'am, so the brain in the body was in shock and stopped operating," said Mr. Firman.

Fransita and Ravana have lyrics.

"Yes, her name is Astral Projection" Fransita murmured. It seems that he himself has studied the cause of his problems.

"It takes a long time until the feelings, heart, and brain are connected. That means, until the traumatic taste is gone. But many cases, when all the problems improve, uh, the body is already old and damaged. A soulless body is prone to illness Ma'am,"

Fransita and Ravana again exchanged lyrics.

“Well, because the printer is correct, and there is already a beautiful Miss Soul, it seems I know enough myself to resign, hehe,” said Mr. Firman Half.

“Pak Word?” Ravana called him.

“Ya, Mas?”

“How much time is left that Mr Firman original has?”

Mr. Firman Half looked at Ravana with concern. “Wah, Mas. What is clear from the increasingly strong aroma, yes the possibility soon. But I always hope that the Supreme Being is willing to extend his age so that more opportunities to worship,” and after saying that, the creature disappeared slowly.

Then the state of silence, there is only the sound of the printer machine that is being tried to be able to function.

“They are full of deceit, pretending to be good to take our sympathy. Then we befriend him and long worship him,” Fransita murmured softly.

“But the information from him is very useful,” said Ravana. Then the young man looked at Fransita, “What about you, Miss Soul? You friend or foe,”

“To what you think of me,”

“Stalker,”

“Yes if that's me not dismissing, I don't want to spy on you all day,”

“Since when you were tied to me,”

“We really have to chat here? In this office? This is TKP, Crime Scene,”

“OK, we go home now, beware if you run away,”

“As long as it is not in your room, I can be seen by you. The magical fence in your room is incredibly strong,”

(Astral Projection is a phenomenon of communication disorders in the brain where a person who feels his spirit “out” from the body. When our spirit comes out of our body, our life can drift, take a walk somewhere else. In fact, you can see your own body lying down. This is believed to be medical because the temporoparietal junction that they have does not work properly. This causes the information that the brain processes to be imperfect.)

"By the way, I like your Mom. Elegant strong firm woman. If I can live longer I want to be like her," Fransita said as she walked and grabbed Ravana's arm.

"You were there from earlier" said Ravana.

"I'm always near you, just more often invisible, energy efficient,"

"I asked about you,"

"Yes, I remember Mr. Commander, Mr. Arman. He was the most violent when ambushing. Very strong and tough. The members are also sprightly and great,"

"They saved kamunjuga?"

"Therefore I can be in the place of Eyang Gandhes,"

"Eyang Gandhes is a famous herbal therapist. That means the wound you suffered at that time was quite severe until it had to be treated there,"

Fransita chuckles. But he did not answer. "Iwan, take a walk. I love it when you go to hang out places,"

"Now?"

Fransita nodded with sparkling eyes.

"We're updating. Dating. I want to see the beach at night,"

"There is nothing clear on the beach in Jakarta,"

"I just love the atmosphere where we can run freely and stretch our hands against the wind,"

"You got in the wind,"

"And there is Eyang Gandhes, hehe,"