Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 35: Guilt

The room was spacious, each corner had a large flower arrangement. Sweet wallpaper, fancy crystal chandeliers, beautiful classic furniture, and sunlight enter through large windows on several sides.

A little girl was sitting on one of the sofas, she was busy with her laptop. In his head was a large headset and he looked seriously at the screen.

But it seems he is aware of Ravana's presence. The girl turned away from the laptop screen and directly stared at the young man.

Ravana raised his eyebrows as they looked at each other and when he realized the little girl's face he was flabbergasted.

She looked so much like Fransisca. They are like a betel in two. This one is in the child version. The girl's eyes had two different colors. One is dark, the other is bright green.

“Om who?” ask the girl straightforwardly.

“Eh?” Ravana was even confused asked so, he also did not know what exactly the relationship he pinned against Fransisca.

The girl frowned as she more closely watched Ravana, “Om Iwan isn't it?” fire it.

“You know me?”

“Mama often mentioned the name of Om when he was unconscious,” The little girl closed her laptop, then got off the sofa while chuckling. “Maaaah, her boyfriend dateng niiiih!” yells.

Ravana only sneered as the girl shouted so.

“I came out, That's Mama again in the sun with Eyang near the window, hehehehe,” and the girl was carrying her laptop while walking out of the room.

It just ruins the romantic mood. Ravana in the heart.

Ravana walked towards the direction the little girl was pointing at, a corner with a beautiful green curtain. In front of him was a typical hospital bed and an infusion hung on a pole.

Then he took a breath to calm himself.

Fransisca has experienced many painful things, many sad things. Their meeting this time did not have to be colored with a blue atmosphere.

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“Papa why be shindered?!” yelled Ai while stopping his steps suddenly until Eyang also stopped because his nose hit Ai's back.

Ares Manfred, aka Mr. Arman, was sitting on the sofa leisurely while drinking tea. Next to him was Mr. Sebastian who was busy with his phone checking stock movements.

“Papa like not knowing what you are saying,” grumbled Mr. Arman while frowning.

“So they're on this day?!” Ai turned to Eyang who was still holding onto his painful nose.

“Eh, yaaa from their dawn here,” Eyang said.

“Kok eyang ngomoooong,” Ai whispered while grinding her teeth.

“They said don't talk about it,” sis Eyang also while half grumbling.

“This one ranks higher than them, so just want to be told?!”

“Hehe, Eyang is afraid of Mr. Sebastian,” whispered Eyang Gandhes while giggling.

“Hih! Moreover, Eike, it feels like I want to run away!”

“Ai,” said Mr. Arman.

“Heh?! I-i-iya Pah?!” Ai straightened her body.

“Sit here,” Mr. Arman points to the sofa next to him with the end of his Glock Meyer.

Ai covered slowly while vigilantly to the end of her Papa short barrel and sat down next to Mr. Arman as the lyrics to Eyang Gandhes.

Eyang just sat down while deliberately turning his eyes to another place.

“Pah?” with a stuttering Ai wry smile, “That's a gun for what?”

“Jaga-jaga,” muttered his Papa while smiling cynically.

“Udah daritadi Arman wants to shoot you, but fortunately there is me,” murmured Mr. Sebastian.

“So you are late in the wood, you don't think you have t**t, shoot how?”

“Etdah..” hiss Ai until out cold sweat.

“I don't understand, deh,” said Mr. Sebastian while putting his phone on the table and lowering a little glasses while looking at Ai, “Why Ravana likes to go overland. Though by air faster,”

“He seems to be all location surveys to dispose of jin,” said Eyang

“Create what? Is there any luck?”

“He just wants to make balance between dimensions,”

“There is an effect on the stability of the world?!”

“Yes that's why it's not a human affair, why does he do it?! He's not God's messenger,”

“Loh ya ask yourself to his son, dong. Time asked me,” murmured Eyang grumbled as he sipped his rose tea.

“Punten,” Tirem Battery come while carrying tray containing sweet snack.

“This is the tablets I have been waiting for,” exclaimed Mr. Sebastian. He immediately grabbed the nastar jar.

“Be careful, Pak-”

“Not to say Milady!” cut Mr. Sebastian. Mr. Arman to sneer at the behavior of his Boss.

“Nastar here is guaranteed not to make diabetes kok,” said Eyang.

“Be careful Pakde, later ageless,” murmured Ai.

All quiet, “You made me eneg,” says Mr. Sebastian.

“If Mr. Sebastian is young, his successor is dead,” muttered Mr. Arman. “Tuh there is a real example, until he has not passed on his knowledge is not dead,” he said while staring at Eyang Gandhes.

Eyang only cleared his throat while sipping his rose tea. “If you are ready anyway-”

“No, thanks!” exclaim everything.

After all things are under control,

“So...what's all gathered here?” muttered Ai slowly.

Eyang Gandhes sighed, “I invited them here. I have bad eyesight, relating to you guys I invited here,”

All just silently listening, they immediately tensed up.

“So, not all I know. There are things that await the prejudice of the Almighty, there are also those that I count with logic. But there are always things beyond our predictions as humans,”

Mr. Sebastian nodded in affirmation, but he said nothing.

“So, lately I dreamed there was a building on fire, but I do not know which one because in my vision all was black. Then... there's a huge creature as tall as that building,”

“Kuntoro?”

“Not, not him. Big height and.. covered with grudges fraternity, I also do not know exactly who he is, but my feelings say if it has to do with the kidnapping of Ravana in the past,”

All look at each other.

“You have investigated all things related to Kuntoro?” ask Eyang Gandhes.

Arman nodded.

“Why did Gopar set up a thug headquarters in the building owned by Kuntoro?” ask Eyang again.

“Heh?” again, everything is tense. Mr. Arman frowned looking at Mr. Sebastian. Sebastian stared at Arman.

What a question they hadn't had in mind all this time.

“Does Gopar have anything to do with Kuntoro?” ask Eyang again.

“If viewed by lineage anyway has nothing to do,”

“If a sell-buy relationship how?”

“There is no Kuntoro name in every Gopar transaction. Or the name of his heirs, or the name of his other half-brother-in-law,”

“Usually drug networks have hundreds of fictitious accounts for transfers,” said Eyang Gandhes.

“Yes, we have investigated all the names and alleged fictitious accounts,”

“Then..wait, there is another kind of red thread in my dream, I think it has to do with family relationships. Who has an alias or pseudonym in the Kuntoro family?”

“In Kuntoro there may not be, the average descendant of Kuntoro even hates his father, because such a gift often asks for the growth of his own offspring, because, and many of the children and relatives of Kuntoro who fled outside the island so as not to be affected,” said Mr. Arman.

“Yes, it does not enter deacons like the occult itself, but he said 'they' can not cross the ocean. So the victims of the evacuation must live on a separate island in order to be free from occult threats,” said Mr. Sebastian.

“In the sea of many established Great Kingdoms, they did not dare to disturb the troops of other groups,” so explained Eyang Gandhes. “So, since we don't know what other threats are coming with regards to Ravana's past, please all of you be vigilant. Especially you,” Eyang Gandhes stared at Ai.

“Heh? Eike's? Y?” Ai confusion.

“You are tasked with escorting the heir to the throne,” said Eyang Gandhes.

“Lah, said so far that happened instead,” grumbled Ai, “Mas Iwan does not need to be controlled like,”

“There used to be also that said,” Mr. Sebastian looked at Mr. Arman who immediately lowered his head, “But Ravana was kidnapped. The same unit itself,” Mr. Sebastian insinuated Mr. Arman blatantly.

The thing that makes Mr. Arman until now has not been able to retire, is his guilt for the kidnapping incident.