The Return of the Red Dress

Vengeances

A week has passed, Ayu's wounds have gradually recovered, Ayu was relieved because the doctor did his best for her face.

While at home, Ayu and Dimas take turns guarding Via. The Via bond has also been removed because they feel unable if they have to linger binding Via.

Via's current condition had not changed even like a dazed person.

Via was silent with empty eyes.

“Try your phone again,” pinta Ayu.

“Ya already, let Mas try to contact the father again,” said Dimas while opening his phone.

Dimas again contacted Kuncoro, his phone was connected but never picked up.

‘What's up with dad, I've been in contact for a week but never picked up, ' Inner Dimas.

Dimas went to his wife, “Gak was appointed,” said Dimas.

“What's the same father,” said Ayu who was worried.

Ayu took her phone and continued to scroll through her phone screen until she stopped at a contact name on her phone.

Ayu starts contacting the contact hoping to get information about Kuncoro.

The phone finally connected and a few seconds later Ayu's phone was picked up.

“Halo Aldi,” says Ayu on the phone.

“Iya mbak what is it?” ask Aldi.

“Where are you now?” ask Ayu.

“At home mbak,” says.

“Bapak healthy? You see Mas Dimas phone father but never appointed,” said Ayu.

“Healthy father. Hp the father of the screen is broken Dark Mbak all, yesterday want to be benerin but the handyman has not returned from the city,” said Aldi.

“Astagfirullah just deserve, love your HP to Mr. Di, mbak want to talk to you father,” pinta Ayu.

“Shortly mbak.”

A few minutes later a middle-aged man's voice came from behind the phone.

“Halo Yu,” says Kuncoro.

“Ya Allah Sir, Ayu thought that Mr. why not pick up the phone from Mas Dimas,” said Ayu.

“HP Mr damaged because his HP fell from the stairs. What's up Yu?” 

“Pak still remember the creature in the painting?” ask Ayu.

“Yes I remember, but why did you ask that question?” ask Kuncoro.

“Now Via Pak. Via who was the victim,” said Ayu.

“Astagfirullah, how could it not be that the painting has been discarded?”

“The story is long Sir, Ayu can't tell you this on the phone.”

“Ya already tomorrow Mr leave there.”

“Do not. Let us who come there Sir, Ayu just want to tell you,” said Ayu.

“Yes when do you want to leave?”

“Tomorrow Sir, we may be by land because if you get on a plane it is afraid it will disturb other passengers.”

“Means you have to leave early in the morning so it is not too late to arrive.”

“Good Sir, then thank you sir. Assalamualaikum.”

“Walaikumsalan.”

The phone was closed, Ayu walked to her room to pack all the necessary items.

“Darling will Via be safe if we take him by car? Because our journey is quite far,” said Dimas.

“Let me keep Mas in the back seat,” Ayu said.

“Gak. Your condition has not recovered baby,” said Dimas.

“I know who is the right person for us to ask for help,” continued Dimas.

“Who Mas?”

“Vishnu, I will invite him to keep Via in the back seat.”

“I don't want to repotin people Mas.”

Dimas also sent a short message to Vishnu.

‘Vishnu tomorrow before the dawn prayer we will leave to treat Via, can you come and bring the painting as well, ' Dimas wrote in the message.

Elsewhere Vishnu who was receiving a message from Dimas was confused why he had to bring the painting, especially the painting he had thrown away.

Vishnu also idly asked the problem of the painting to one of the hotel employees. He asked her to check the second floor.

Not long he got word if the painting was still neatly displayed.

Without thinking long Winsu who was still in Darma's house was immediately gasp towards the hotel to take and bring the painting with him.

Arriving at the hotel Vishnu immediately took and put the painting into his car and drove to Via's house.

Arriving in front of Via's house, Vishnu immediately knocked on the door of the house.

“Om ... This aunt I am Vishnu,” he said.

Not long seen when I opened the door.

“Loh om will say it tomorrow,” said Dimas.

“Om I nginap here can be yes, so that all of you warm directly together,” said Vishnu.

“Ya already you entered first.”

Vishnu went inside while carrying the painting.

“Om what does this painting do, instead of this being the cause of the problem?” ask Vishnu.

“When my wife experienced the same thing, her real soul went into this painting.”

“So this is some kind of soul exchange?” ask Vishnu.

“Ya arguably so,” said Dimas.

“But the longer this painting gets weirder, the earlier I've thrown this painting away from the city. But this morning the painting came back by itself,” said Vishnu.

“I am not surprised, however you try to exterminate him he will make you more wretched,” said Dimas.

“But Om, as long as I try to exterminate it it doesn't apply in me. I have never experienced anything strange in the slightest,” said Vishnu.

“But ... When I told someone to exterminate it even oarng that is wretched,” continued Vishnu.

Hearing Vishnu's explanation, Dimas found a bright spot from the problem of painting the disaster bearer.

“It seems not wrong I asked you to come,” said Dimas.

“I will do whatever it is as long as it can help Om and Auntie. This as a form of my apology too,” said Vishnu.

Time continued to run until the evening at 19:30, Ayu, Dimas and Vishnu sat together at the dinner table for dinner.

Previously Ayu had already fed Via for dinner. 

At the dinner table they discussed the journey that will be passed tomorrow.

“Visnu our trip is quite far, approximately 18 hours,” said Ayu.

“Where are we going auntie?” ask Vishnu.

“Mount Sari Village, my father's residence,” Ayu.

“Oh yes, I had heard the story from Om Dimas if the one who healed Aunt first was the father of Aunt,” said Vishnu.

 “Iya, that's why we brought Via there,” said Ayu.

Dinner was over, Vishnu and everyone went into their rooms. It just so happens that Vishnu's room is next to Via's.

At exactly 01:00, he heard voices from Via's room.

Voice like a woman is talking, “I hate a happy marriage! They must be destroyed!”

Out of curiosity Vishnu finally brought his ear to the wall of the room.

At that moment Vishnu heard Via crying.

Vishnu quickly exited the room and unlocked the Via room which was still attached to the door.

When Vishnu opened the door, it was seen that Via was still soundly asleep.

Vishnu again closed the door and locked it back.

Vishnu returned to his room.

‘So who keeps crying who?’ inner Vishnu.

‘And what is the cause of the ghost in the painting holds a grudge?’ gumam Vishnu.