The Sovereign's Soul

Go without saying goodbye

Little cursive can ya😄😄

First, I want to say a big apology to the readers or the author's brother who always supports my story. Before continuing this JSP story, I want to confide in you. Can ya😁😁😁

A few days ago my stomach acid came back again, so I couldn't do any activity. So, a few days ago I took a complete break.

Homework is also my sister who fussed because let alone to clean some houses, to stand alone I had trouble. Dizziness like someone playing slim on the head, also the stomach feels wrapped around like in tusuki. Arrrggh ..taste bitter tongue.

Never mind to write, just looking at the phone screen has made me nauseous because of the light. So, I apologize to all of you who have been waiting for my story. Thanks for understanding.😘😘

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A month has passed, they do not continue to linger in grief. All activities as usual are done.

Go to the office every morning and go home in the afternoon. Who went to the butiq to check all orders from customers, and the school has left again every day.

They do all the tasks as usual. But this morning it felt different. Zidane is shocked by Sherly's disappearance from home.

That morning Zidane found his wife nowhere. He went around the house and asked the servants, but no one knew where the young lady of the house was.

"Didn't you see him out?" Anxious tone was heard from Zidane's words.

The servants shook their heads in a sign that they did not know.

"Did you guys see daddy?" Ask Zidane again.

"The big master has left for the office just now, young master." Answer waiter.

"Oh, okay. Please continue your work!" Zidane stepped up the stairs to his room.

He reached into the pocket of his pants and took his phone which then scrolled the number on the phone screen. After finding the name you want to contact, he shifted the green color on the phone screen to make a call.

"Cash, Zidane. What did you call my sister this early in the morning?" Ask people in the area.

"Hallo, brother. Is Sherly going to sister's house?" Ask back to Zidane.

"Sherley? No tuh. Is she not home?" Al asked back.

"That's it brother. I've been looking for him from dawn, but I didn't find him at all. It's the same with the waiters, but no one knows where he's going." Zidane is worried.

"Daddy. Ask daddy!" The Al proposal.

"Daddy's gone to the office before I see him." Zidane again.

"Tumbens. It's only six in the morning. Kok tumben daddy has left the office!" Zidane listened silently to his brother-in-law.

Also true. Tumben daddy left this early. What's the problem, huh?

"Yes, Dane. Later brother try to ask daddy, who knows he said goodbye to daddy if out of the house." Brother Al calms his sister-in-law.

"Yes brother. Thank you." Thank you." Before ending the call.

"Hemh, where the hell are you Machan?" He ran again around this big house to look for the whereabouts of his beloved wife.

An hour has passed, but Sherly has not been found. It makes Zidane very anxious, so he continues to worry.

Zidane had gone around the compound and come to a place where Sherly might have gone. However, the result remains the same. In fact, Sherly's phone was left in the room making Zidane more worried.

Zidane's phone sounded. Lazily he idled a phone call that was out of nowhere.

"Hhh ...!" Before Zidane said anything, the caller had already said it first.

"Zidane, please come to my new home right now. She-Sherly, Sherly." He was very nervous about his own words.

"Sherley? What's wrong with my wife?" Zidane was panicking.

"He ... he fainted." Say again.

Zidane switched off his phone and ran down the stairs and grabbed the keys.

In a hurry, Zidane drove his car forward and ignored the astonished gazes of the servants.

Bipp...

A message came in from the caller and gave Zidane his home address.

He read it at a glance, then he stepped on the gas and drove quickly to the address given.

"Why you, baby? Why did it disappear all of a sudden and now I'm surprised at you fainting." Zidane Mumbled.

After a fairly jammed journey, Zidane finally arrived at the big house. He got out of his car and then stepped into the big house.

There was a strange aura from this mansion. But, what is it? I don't know.

"Angkers"

That's all that comes out of Zidane's mouth when assessing the state of this house only from the outside.

Tong

At the press of the house bell Dika but does not work as it should.

Zidane waited a long time outside but no one opened the door. He called the number and confirmed that someone was inside the house.

But, Zidane must be surprised because the number that called him earlier could not even be called back.

"The number you are going to cannot be reached. Please check your destination number."

The operator answered his call, not the one Zidane wanted to call. Perhaps, the operator wants to do his job well.

"Squeaky. It was clearly still connecting and sending me a message. But when I call right now, the number's off." Zidane looked at his phone.

"Something's awkward." He also peeked into the house from behind the glass.

In Zidane's vision, the house does not look like a house in general. It was like an unused house and the state of the house was like a warehouse.

"What's this?" Zidane went home and saw clearly the whole state of the house in front of him.

"Astagfirullahaladzim."

The big house turned into an old householder and was weathered.

"What's this?" Zidane seemed astonished by the circumstances he saw now.

"Where are people? Why deserted?"

Zidane's eyes rolled around and found no one.

There was no answer from anyone, making Zidane even more worried is that the number that had contacted him was not active.

A few hours before ...

Kriiiing .

Sherly's phone rang hard enough to wake the owner up. His head poked out from under the blanket and his hands were outstretched to pick up the cell phone.

"Hmm?" Only the murmur he let out.

"Beib, can you ask for help?" Dika's voice sounded.

"Why, Sister?" His voice is characteristic hoarse wake up.

"There's a problem that I'm thinking of." Said Dika.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Sherly is now sitting on her bed.

"Beib, actually I'm confused as to how the story is the same you." Said Dika.

"Anyway the hell. I'm ready to hear!" Sherly said again.

"Come ... I'm the same Iren would buy a luxury house in a residential complex. The price is fairly cheap. I was confused about a cheap house. But, during the week we stay, often something strange happens." Obviously Dika.

"Any? You mean weird how?" Ask Sherly curiously.

"Sometimes, the lights turn on or turn off on their own. Sometimes, Rani laughs or cries suddenly. If it's malem, in the kitchen it's like someone else is cooking." Said Dika.

For a moment Sherly thought. "Could there be demons in your new home?"

Sherly's words suddenly made Dika soar to her side. "Ja-don't joke dong lu!"

"Ish, I'm not kidding dodol. In your story, I can already conclude that in your house there is a ghost." Sherly.

"Ja-so, how's dong?" Ask Dika nervously.

"Emm, you bought a new or used house anyway!" Ask Sherly again.

"Gue doesn't know. I bought it from his friend. He said the new house was finished." Sherly nodded in response to Dika's words.

"Done in the building what is finished in the renovation?" Sherly's question invites curiosity Dika.

"I mean you?"

"Silver. The house that is completed in renovation, means the house has been occupied. There was something that happened before." Sherly.

"Yes too. I don't think about it." Sherly just shook her shoulder.

"Maybe it's an old house and something's going on. So it's sold cheaply with me." They shut each other up.

"Yes already. I'm going there now. I want to see what kind of ghost macem your house is." Sherly said as she moved out of her bed.

"Gue pick you up or ...!"

"No need. I asked my husband for anther!" She agreed with Sherly.

"Send your address, let me not get lost." Dika chuckles with the words of his best friend.

After the call, Sherly rushes to the bathroom and looks for her husband.

Ting

A message from Dika who sent her home address.

"okay!" Sherly replied briefly replying to a message from Dika.

She continued to look for her husband again.

"Where is he? It's still five but the guy's not home yet?" She went around the room looking for her husband.

"King ice!" Call him, but no one answers.

Her feet stepped onto the balcony but her husband was not there. He also realized something.

"Good God, why did I forget. He must not have come home from the mosque. Haish, I'm so forgetful." He turned around and put on his clothes.

Sherly's phone rings again. Call from Dika back.

"Yes Dika."

"Beib, cepet come here. Lusty." He sounded panicked.

"What the hell, Brother?" Sherly's question is not answered by Dika, but the cry of the little Maharani, the daughter of Dika and Iren.

"Gue get there now." Turn off the phone and he puts the phone on the bed.

Sherly panicked. He hurriedly took the car keys and rushed out. His phone was left in the bed because he was busy looking for his car keys.

The situation under the silence. Where's people? Not usually this big house there are no servants wandering around. In fact, it's past five o'clock.

"Where are people? Really lonely?"

Sherly doesn't think about it anymore, she rushes away worried about her best friend's little family.

"Here you go, I'll tell you later after arriving at Dika's house.

His feet stepped into the garage to pick up the sweaty, but what happened? Sweaty tires turned out to be deflated and he complained to it.

"Ah, squeaks. Why at a time like this he can't be stripped down anyway?" His grunt with annoyance.

He also ran outside the gate. There's no security guard standing guard.

"Where are the two security guards? How come there's nothing?" His eyes glanced left and right but could not find it either.

"Ah, stop. I'm running late."

His feet stepped out of the gate and stopped the taxi passing there.

"Sir. Take me to the garden sari block rose housing number 18." His love for the taxi driver.

"Good, mbak." Answer the driver.

Taxi cars glide down the highway to the address requested by passengers.

I'm sorry, King ice. I can't wait for you to come home and say goodbye to you. Her little family now needs me.

Gaess continued ...