Anta's Diary
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Anta came straight to Arga. The young man spread out his hands in front of the one-pointed beautiful girl. He hoped the girl would embrace him.
Plaque!
The slap landed quietly on Arga's right cheek.
"Kok, was I slapped?" ask Arga.
"Partially, you're not saying that you're back," exclaimed Anta.
Mey also approached Arga.
"Here, I'm the one who hugs" said Mey.
"Well that's like Mey, how are you, Mey?" asked Arga hugging the girl for a moment.
He still turned to look at Anta and hoped that the girl would embrace him. The girl was going to hug Arga, but Arya immediately stopped the embrace and replaced Anta hugging Arga.
"Ngapain elo hugged me?" arga Hardik.
"The words during the coming, and congratulations on the success of my team," said Arya.
"Who the hell is he?" point Arga.
"This is Dion, the head of the sausage here" Mey said.
"Oh, the head of the osis continues to doubt it," said Arga.
"Mey, you're called Ria, right there!" Anta pointed at Ria, she lied for Mey to leave for a while.
"Okay" Mey replied, then she walked over to Ria.
Arga grabbed a bottle of mineral water and downed the water.
"It's actually Arya" said Anta patting Arya on the back.
"Babbuuuahhh!" the spray of mineral water in the bottle rained down on the faces of Arya and Anta.
"What did you say, he's Arya?" point Arga.
"Yes, he's Arya, I'll tell you a long story, just so Mey doesn't know" whispered Anta.
Both eyes of Arga glazed over hearing Anta's words just now. He approached Arya and patted her cheek repeatedly and stared in disbelief.
"Elo, Arya? The rese?"
Arga immediately pulled Arya's body and hugged her tightly while crying. A year ago, she suffered from depression due to Arya's death. The young man feels guilty for not being able to save Arya and is always haunted by guilt.
Until finally he got treatment and a psychiatrist and made him rise from guilt so Arga dared to return to the city.
"I'm sorry, yes, I'm sorry" said Arga, accompanied by tears that were increasingly broken.
Jojo and Ferdian who thought that there would be a fight between the figure of Arga and Dion was immediately approaching. But, they even found the figures of the two crying and hugging each other.
Anta repeatedly wiped the clear circles that soaked her cheeks. I can't wait to write her diary that day when I see her back with Arya and Arga.
"Where, if we eat meatballs?" tanya Anta tried to offer.
"May, I'll buy it" said Arga.
"Asik, take Mey with Ria too, huh?" anta pinta.
"Okay, yuk!" Arga embraces Anta's shoulder but is immediately pushed aside by Arya.
"No need to hold it, right? Emang elo already decrepit that if the road asked for the same hoe embraced, huh?" sela Arya's.
"Still a sewot, huh!" sahut Arga's.
"Dion!" exciting Fani.
His voice echoed as he called the man.
"Where are you going, I'm coming, huh?" pinta Fani's.
"Ngapain anyway follow-up, I want to gather first with my friends," said Dion.
"Temen elo, which temen elo? Jojo and Ferdian are there!" appoint Fani.
"My friend here, so sorry don't come!"
"But, we are going out, already from a month ago, you know," said Fani with a spoiled look with a blink of both eyes. He showed a cute side of himself.
"Elo why, worms?" ask Arya.
"They're dating, Nta?" whispered Arga.
"I don't know, maybe yes, maybe not" replied Anta.
The whisper of Arga to Anta was heard to Arya's ears which immediately upset her.
The young man immediately left Fani who stared in annoyance while not forgetting to reach Anta's hand.
"Woi, it's so good to play with!" exclaiming Arga who ran small following Arya and Anta.
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That night, Tasya, who had just returned home from monthly shopping with the King, had a problem with the engine of his car. He was forced to pull over and call a tow truck to come bring his car.
A giggling sound rang out not far from where he stood. Coincidentally the road he passed was quite quiet and rarely the vehicle that passed there.
"Hmmm..a bad feeling, nih," murmured Tasya.
"Somebody's laughing, Aunt laughed, did you just now?" asked the King who had part of his head out of the window.
"Not Aunty, maybe a resident of Deket here," Tasya said.
The king then got out of the car while grasping the game boy in his hand.
"If it's not Aunt, it means there are others who laugh" said the King.
Sure enough the guess of the boy and Tasya regarding another figure because not far from where he stood floated a female ghost figure using a shabby negligee. When it was about to descend before Tasya, the ghost accidentally landed too fast to hit the power pole.
"Duh, even though it's flying practice, it's still bumping," the ghost complained.
Initially Tasya and Raja were shuddering in horror at the female ghost, but because of the smooth landing scene just now able to make both of them laugh out loud.
"Hahaha..cocky ghost!" the king cried until he held his sick stomach.
The female ghost turned her head, then she smiled. He stepped slowly forward towards Tasya and the King. The ghost's face was pale full of blackened veins. The surface of the ghost's face also looks cracked.
His eyes blackened like panda eyes.
He got closer and stopped right in front of Tasya. Suddenly she reached into something from under her skirt. He took it with both hands. It looked like a red blood clot or like fresh meat with something resembling an umbilical cord that he pulled out forcefully. A lump of flesh full of blood was writhing. The more it is seen the more obvious that something in the hands of the female ghost resembles a human baby.
And sure enough it turns out that something held by the ghost iu is a bunch of imperfect babies. Ari-ari and the umbilical cord still connect to the body of the female ghost on the bottom.
"Aaaaaaaa keep that away from me...!" peekik Tasya tried to scream with all his strength and hid behind the King.
"Kok, it's crashing behind me, anyway?" lament King.
"Do you want to see my son?" asked the female ghost with a grinning smile.
"No need for serem!" sahut Tasya's.
"Hihihihi.. doesn't my son look adorable, does he?"
The ghost still thrust the lump of flesh resembling a rudimentary baby into the King.
"Wait a minute" said the king.
The boy stepped towards the car and grabbed Tasya's scarf.
"Ja, is that going to be flanked?" ask Tasya.
"Kasian Aunty, the baby is cold so later, make him aja, yes," said the King handed the scarf cloth covering the baby in the hands of the ghost of the woman.
"Partially, Auntie, already at night know, it's not good to bring a baby not to wear such clothes, then catch a cold, you know. Mending Aunt is home!" said King.
The ghost of the woman stared in disbelief. His job that night was to scare people, but the man he was afraid of looked ordinary.
"But this is my job" said the ghost.
"Well, bad! Rich beggars or bad buskers who like to bring small children just fit again begging so many are messianic, this is an act of praiselessness, exploration of children by name," said the King.
"Ja, child exploitation" Tasya said, patting the boy on the shoulder.
"Oh yes, that's the name, kasian right, childhood has been invited to work, where the work nakutin people again, mending Auntie home first, baby grandpa put the house!" said King.
The female ghost was still staring at the King in surprise. But because the boy kept pushing him to leave. She complied and walked away with the baby.
"Be careful, Aunt, if you can't fly really mending walk," said the King.
The female ghost nodded her head and soon disappeared.
Tin... Tin!
The sound of a car horn was heard approaching Tasya and Raja.
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