
"You must be the source of Arika's magic power! I'll burn you! Let Jack get out of your fucking magic!" Aprilia gripped the straw doll.
Jack's magic isn't from me, he's from another figure. Just as powerful as me. Grandma Mayang walked over bowing following Aprilia.
Aprilia carried the Straw Puppet in her hand. He took one lighter from the kitchen cabinet.
Cret! Open the kitchen door. Then, sit on the back porch and crouch down. Ignite the lighter and start directing the straw doll's toe. Aprilia's hand dropped the straw doll onto the floor. The flames rapidly devouring the puppet burned and lit up.
Hot, oh I'm hot. I was on fire, muttered Grandma Mayang pretending to be in pain facing off against the burning straw doll. He only chuckled then, staring at the orange-red flames devouring the straw doll.
Aprilia stood up, and chuckled, her eyes dyed in red and orange color devouring the straw doll, "Your magic is gone, Nana!" After making sure the fire was extinguished, and the straw doll became ashes. Aprilia went back into the house. Door slamming. Blam it! Then, waltzing away from home, towards the guesthouse of his meeting with Sadewa. He had left Dimas alone inside that room.
Unknown to Aprilia. The straw doll that had been burned to ashes. Slowly the ashes were stringing together and reshaping into a whole straw doll Only with the forefinger of the grandmother of Mayang bewitched the black ashes into a straw doll as before.
"No one can burn me! Except God. I will always be around you, sinful men. I am not a spirit of darkness. Everyone mentions their ancestors. I am the master of the air. My life is like air. Every human must need me by the time his chest starts to tighten, his tears have dried up, and hatred has taken root in his chest."
Straw Dolls were back intact and were in the drawer Puspa closet.
"Because you dare burn me. So do not blame me, one day I also make a sad man. Mati must be happy. Allied with me, it will never end well. Because I don't like heaven."
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Aprilia walked down the long hallway of Wisma with that dim lighting. He walked over and looked at the room number. 212. He stopped at room 212.
Wisma Pisces Room 212
Aprilia was standing in front of the room door. He looked at the screen of his phone and turned his eyes to look at the number stuck on the door of the room again, and matched the number on his message. 212. Feeling sure. He didn't have the wrong room. He also knocked on the long door. Wh-tok-tok!
Aprilia stood waiting for some time. Then there was a voice, Cret! Ririn, a young woman in the profession of a tailor, also knows Aprilia as a widow next to her previous rented room. It was this woman who took Sadewa's affection from him. Since getting to know Ririn, Sadewa has been cold as an iceberg. In fact, if you look carefully. Ririn is lush, round face. Perhaps, just her huge bulging chest became her attraction, so her grades were slightly superior to Aprilia's.
Aprilia stared cynically. So did the woman behave. Cynic and asked, "You're coming, for what?"
Ririn looked at Aprilia from the tip of her foot to the tip of her head. "Tumben you're dressed up."
Aprilia threw away her face. Just trying to gawk at the back of Ririn's body. Checking room. In order to see the figure of the middle-aged man who invited him here.
"Find the Gods."
"Hmm."
"The Godhead is no longer interested in you."
"It's none of your business."
Aprilia raised her chin. I want him to go grab the woman in front of him. Because of this woman, she had lost her source of money to survive.
"I want to see God." Aprilia wants to break in. However, Ririn's hand immediately brushed off, blocking Aprilia's leg from going inside.
"He's asleep" said Ririn ketus with crossed hands on his chest.
"Send him in!" A man's voice sounded from within.
Aprilia wants to spit up immediately. The widow in front of him, has been caught lying.
A middle-aged man seemed to be sitting on the edge of the bed. Cigar smoke billowed in front of his face. His fingers clamping down on the cigar, glistening with the circular agate on each finger of the middle-aged man.
"The God's body."
Sadewa raised her chin. She looks smiling, and praises, "You look beautiful, and more fashionable than ever."
"The thief!"— Ririn advanced and sat down by Sadewa—'s side "No money how can I have a nice shirt. Definitely stealing!"
Aprilia glanced with the tip of her eyes at how Ririn suddenly struggled spoiled with Sadewa, and a strand of sweet sentences were thrown later, "Ririn, still the beloved honey."
Ririn chuckled, "Honey with peerless taste, well mas?"
"Yes. None of it." Ririn also kissed Sadewa's lips right in front of Aprilia who was only standing with a distance of three steps less than the edge of the bed.
"What's up here?" ririn asked enthusiastically as she rolled her eyes, showing her displeasure for the woman in front of her.
Aprilia looked shaky and embarrassed to open her voice.
"You want money?" Sadewa opened her mouth to surprise Aprilia's guts, who was currently with her hands shaking and holding a blue object in her hands. Testpack objects that are expected to be evidence for Sadewa.
"You know. Money is a transaction. I always spend money to pay for something. For services, for example. If there's no transaction, I won't pay. Money is for buying, paying, and renting.
The deg! The look on Aprilia's face fell down in disappointment, and her pride was stepped on. Sadewa's three words made him want to slump to death. Bought. Pay. Leases.
"You're not wearing. How can I ask for money?" ririn who then lifted his wallet, and took out a sheet of money in blue. "Go home if you just come to beg."
A piece of money flew in and fell on Aprilia's feet. Aprilia lowered her eyes. Look for fifty thousand rupiah.
I'm begging! I need money, but I'm not a beggar. Aprilia crouched down to collect the money and stepped closer to Ririn. Take Ririn's hand, and put the fifty thousand into Ririn's palm.
"I didn't come begging. Just wanted to tell."
"Newspaper? " Sadewa's forehead is wrinkled deep.
Aprilia took a deep breath. Doubt and fear . He also touches blue things. Showing to Ririn and Sadewa will mark two red lines on the blue object.
"I'm pregnant, mas."
Sadewa looked serious then. Ririn looks upset, knowing Aprilia's pregnancy. She is not even pregnant yet.
"Whose son?"— Ririn stood staring at Sadewa— "Don't believe it. Cheap lady. It's not just sleeping."
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