
Why, shaman sir, right?" ask Putra.
When finished asking Andre and Andra compact to nudge each other's hands. They are afraid that his best friend's words offend Mr. Jamal. Meanwhile William and Loius patted their respective eels.
The four of them were hoping to be anxious while waiting for an answer from Mr. Jamal.
"So, how can you help, sir?" ask the Son again.
"Em, the problem is a little difficult. Then, what should I do?" instead of answering, Mr. Jamal asked Putra back.
Mr. Jamal kept silent, thinking how to help his cousin Putra. He is just a teacher. Maybe if he could solve a math problem he could. But, this resolves the love affair. Yes, know for yourself, complicated it exceeds mathematical formulas, does not enter logic and is always a burden on the mind.
"Father asked, even behind him anyway. You're a shaman, you know!" Putra Seru.
"Luckily he bokap her Kia, if not, I already give you a raw bogem. Patience Lou, for the sake of him you like, keep your behavior. Minimal impressed bain first, in front of the prospective in-laws. Yes, if so." Lou said in his heart.
From that moment he held back his emotions when he heard Mr. Jamal's words. But, whatever the power, in front of prospective in-laws must keep the image dong. Yeah, that's the imaging, the first good first impression. Hey, isn't there anything?
Brak!!!
Mr. Jamal kicked the table pretty hard.
"Sontoloy... What a possessed boy! Know where I am, the shaman," Jamal spontaneously stood up, he raised his hand on the waist while glaring at the Son.
The son pointed towards Loius. When he saw the look in Mr. Jamal's eyes, Putra's guts slightly shrunk.
" You, who spread my shaman gossip? Since when do you guys know I'm a shaman?" ask Mr. Jamal with a still high tone.
"So, are you a shaman?" Now Andra finally asked, because she was also curious.
"You are so insolent!" Kia Seru. This girl did not accept the question posed by her Son and his friends.
"Nega, Kia. We just ask. Relax, yes candidate." Lou tried to calm Kia down.
"Ask how you got this storm. My father is not a shaman yes, if he knows things that will happen in the future or others, it is just a coincidence. Then the nights come ngajak njadah aja you guys this." Kia protest that does not accept his father in say shaman.
" But Kia, I need your help. You know, you know the story. Poor my cousin sister. " Said the Son degan lirih.
This is the figure of the Son, although he looks cool and cold but his heart feels sad when telling what happened with Brandon. He is the type of man who does not express everything much through words, because he prefers to act. As of now, he was trying to figure out a way to find Ayako.
"What the hell are you talking about, really serious. Here, drink first!" Said Kia's mother who put a tray containing warm tea and pastries.
"So at first glance I heard someone was looking for someone, what's his name?" ask Kia's mom.
"His name is Ayako, ma'am." Answer Son.
"Oh, Ayako. Just a minute!" Kia's mother passed by leaving the young men just like that.
"Well, let's go" Will whispered to Andra.
"No, we've been waiting. Maybe you'll still have a ritual in the room." Andra replied, whispering.
"Gapain you guys whisper like that! Speaking directly here!" Kia exclaimed with a sharp look towards Andre.
"The name is aja ghibahin people, yes whispers dong. If you use toa, it's called a announcement." Andra replied no less fierce.
They were waiting for Kia's mother with anxious hopes. Yeah, like we shot that gebetan. The thumping deg-degan mixed into one. If accepted, then be lucky. If not accepted, yes fate should not be destroyed. No one else but him. Not really guys?
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"Miss, wake up! Miss," said Bibi, she constantly shed tears at seeing Ayako who was unconscious.
"Sir, let's take him to the hospital!" pinta is one of those housekeepers.
"All right, let's take it to the hospital. Let me carry" the man immediately carried Ayako ala bridal style
He carried Ayako to his private car. His white shirt had gotten a little smudged but he didn't care. The look of the man could not be separated from the beautiful face of Ayako. White skin, her plump eyelashes and Ayako's lips really make her not want to turn away. If he had the courage, he would have taken Ayako away from this place.
"You two come with me!" her orders on the housekeeper who used to be Ayako.
"Good, sir." Answer them simultaneously.
Hospitals.
The beautiful woman who nearly died a few hours ago was finally saved. God did not want him to leave the world.
"Hi, pretty! Why kill yourself anyway. It is not exciting that your suffering is quickly over. I'm not satisfied yet" he said softly.
A look of hatred was very visible from the look in his eyes. Her lips offended with a smile, her left hand tightly gripped Ayako, just 2cm away from the incision wound Ayako made. His nails are long he presses 'in Ayako's skin.
"Where? Not sick? Less exciting if you fit again sleep gini. Wake yuk! I want a more interesting game." Continue her.
It is a picture of someone's hatred. So that his common sense is not functioning properly. It darkens the eyes and justifies all means of harming others.
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Kia's mother came out of the room with a smile, she brought a piece of paper and handed it to the Son. "Mom made you, son." Her speech.
"What paper is this, ma'am?" ask the curious son.
Kia's mother smiled, then said. "Perhaps, from that piece of paper the difficulty you experience will soon pass. "
Jamal looked at his wife with love. He smiled then, embracing his wife. "Mother is the best." Praise Mr. Jamal to his wife.
Louis, William, Andra and Andre compactly looked towards the Son. Of course they are also curious. Is that the address, where's Ayako? That's what the four of them thought.
"Come, the hunt's open!" pinta Lou money curious.
" Patience, I want to open this too."
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