REVENGE (Keysi S3 "Coming Soon") KEYSI S1 & S2 (End)

Episode 11 (Pellet Departments)

At 06 a.m., we woke up.

We got out of Bi Sri's room and went back to our room above.

We took a shower and got ready for school.

Before we leave, we usually have breakfast. But today Keysa can't wait to set foot in school.

As usual, we arrived early.

Mr. Bilal has opened the gate and Ms. Munawaroh has opened the canteen.

This morning we had breakfast at Bu Munawaroh Canteen.

Before long, one by one the disciples arrived.

From a distance, Keysa sees Wira and Roy walking into the school gate.

Keysa was in a hurry to finish his morning meal.

Finished eating he rushed after the Hero who was in front of the class.

While I myself waited for Fitriah, the headmaster's son.

The next target is Mr. Rahmat Supriaji (Chief School).

I tried to familiarize myself with Fitriah so I could play at his house.

From a distance, Fitriah, Cinta, Varisha and Nikmala pass through the gate.

I ran to them.

"Hey, why are you here?" ask Love.

"Udahlah Cin, it's okay. Keysi is our friend too!" fitriah.

I smiled and the three of them smiled. The other case with the arrogant class leader. He didn't like me in the first place. Because, my grades are superior to his. Love is always second in all subjects. As for me, always be first or rank 1.

After school, I stopped by Fitriah's house. Keysa, go straight home.

My goal is not just to play. But, finding the right time to kill Mr. Grace.

Arriving at Fitriah's house. I was welcomed by 2 girls. One is in his 40s and the other is in his 27s.

Both of them let me in and Fitriah was called.

Fitriah came out of the room and came to me who was already in the guest room.

Fitriah introduced me to the two women. The old one was named Mother Lies Anggraeini and the younger one was named Sri Rahmayanti.

Mother Lies is the first wife of Mr. Grace while Mother Sri is the second wife and mother of Fitriah.

Strange, just sat here for a minute. Sweat, it's been pouring.

Though this living room air-conditioned and I saw them calm down.

"Wait a minute, will you? I'm gonna go get some cooking!"

Fitriah went to get his toys.

Indeed, from the beginning of the reason I played, wanted to accompany him to play cooking.

Toys were brought in and we got out!

This afternoon is windy, although hot I do not feel hot, very different from inside.

Many children are kite beside Fitriah's house. One of the guys glanced at me with a smile. Boro-boro I want to smile back, just seeing it makes me tired.

Guy with hair drizzle, toothy toothy and snot.

"Oh," I can't look back.

Fitriah looked at the guy.

"Si, I think Ashoka likes you!" fitriah grimaced.

I'm the same Fitriah play cooking, use kitchen tools made of plastic.

Before long, Mr. Grace went home. We shook hands and he greeted me with a smile.

I was offered lunch too. I had lunch at his house with his family.

Does this feel like a whole family?

While eating, we also joked.

This situation does not melt my heart. But, my hatred with Mr. Grace is growing.

Without him and his friends, maybe I could feel the happiness they felt.

After eating we continued playing.

From here, the plans have started to be drawn up.

Home yard, cooking toys, kites and flip-flops.

How to make Mr. Grace wretched. But, no one is a suspect?

Heavenbreak! Maybe, that's the only way to kill him.

But, can it? And if I were here. Likely, Mr. Paimin would be suspicious!

I'm rattled. Is, can I do it?

While playing with Fitriah, my brain continues to spin making plans.

Strange, why don't I get a vision of Mercy's death?!

"Tante, are you here?" my question is in my heart.

Even her home is not good. As if I felt something.

Outside the wind a little. But, inside the house, I felt a hot cloud.

"*Wait a minute, Shi, I'm going to get a knife?"

"What is Fit?"

"Make vegetable cut*!"

Seen Ashoka started glancing at me again. I was disgusted to see his green snot. What else if he gets closer.

"I'm coming, I'm going to go to the bathroom."

I went back in, followed Fitriah from behind.

The heat is back.

"*Fit, is your house hot?"

"What heat? In the cold like this*!"

We set foot into the kitchen. It looks like both wives of Mr. Grace are cleaning up food marks and some are washing dishes.

It's strange! Why are they both so close? Though most men if they have more than one wife, they are not home!

Fitriah picked up the kitchen knife and I was still standing looking at his mother.

Slowly, a white shadow figure was seen. The shadow of a long-haired woman stood right in their midst.

Kuntilanak! No doubt, I see it so clearly.

"Architect, Mr Grace's Pellet!" a whispering voice. Maybe, that's Aunt Vanessa's voice. Has he always been next to me? But, why can't I interact with him?!

The figure that was behind me turned his head 180°.

His body is still behind me. But his face looked at me. His eyes were glaring and his mouth seemed to be saying something. But I can't hear exactly what he's saying.

It seems like that figure is angry with my presence in this house?!

"Yes, why are you standing here? He said he'd go to the bathroom?" ask Fitriah to surprise me.

I reflexed and looked towards Fitriah. But I didn't answer what he was asking.

When I looked back at the figure, he no longer appeared.

"I-i-iya Fit, I'll go to the bathroom first!" I said with stammering.

I stepped into the bathroom and then went straight out to meet Fitriah who was waiting for me.

"*Fit, where is your father? How come I didn't see it?"

"Oh Dad, at this hour, he's usually in the room at rest*!"

We play until the afternoon and Mang Cipto picks me up.

After saying goodbye, I went straight home.

Ashoka waved his hand and I threw away my face.

Today, I can't kill Mr. Grace. I can only monitor what he does.

In the middle of the trip, I remembered the figure I saw in his house.

I tried to digest the lip language of the figure. Samar, but I remember it clearly. "Saiki I went through Grace, a dead change Grace passed me." Maybe, that's what he said.

But I don't understand the meaning of that word!

"*Mang Cipto, Mamang understand Javanese?"

"Well, understand Non. Mang Cipto with Bi Sri is from Java!"

"Mang, I'd like to ask, Indonesian, 'Saiki I went through Grace, a dead man replaced Grace did me,' tuh means what Mang*?"

Mang Cipto was silent for a moment. He did not dare to answer.

"Non, who did you hear those words from?"

"*Em, there's Mang. What does that mean?"

"Now I am the servant of Grace, tomorrow when Grace dies then Grace will be my servant*".

After Mang Cipto deciphered the Javanese language, he went back to silence for a moment. I am the same.

I try to understand the meaning of those words.

"*Non, does Mr. Grace have any pellet holdings and the like?"

"Indeed Mang Cipto know this?"

"If we have the Perseverance of the subtle-being and ask it to help us. One day, the creature will ask for a reward.

But, if we break the rules, they'll hurt us and make us crash!"

"Oh, is that Mang?"

"Perhaps, Non Keysi is still plain. Hence, Non Keysi could see the creature. If Mamang amit-amit, ask for the same help!"

'Hihi*,' I laughed in my heart.

It's not hard for me to kill him. I just have to figure out what deal he made with the creature and make it break the rules.

Maybe I'm not the one looking for information. I'm sure Aunt Vanessa will find out.

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