Anta's Diary
Seeking the King (Part 2)
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"Paul... Baaaaaa!"
Ghost Nunik had already welcomed Arya by surprising the youngster from behind the fence.
"Slave!"
Arya who was shocked to the point of falling landed her butt in front of Anta.
"Why, Yeah?" ask Anta.
"Long to play, yes I jatoh lha, because of the devil!" exclaimed Arya grumbling in annoyance.
"Whatever?" ask Anta again.
"Neither by yourself!" Aryan orders.
"Come on, Nta, get on my back!" said Dion making an offer while bowing in front of Anta.
"Okay, Anta went up, yeah," said the girl.
Arya instantly pulled Anta's arm and looked at Dion with a sharp look.
"He's a hologram later elo jatoh, go up to me!" sternly Arya mocked Dion with a cynical look while smiling.
"Damn it, I'm in hologram again!" complained Dion.
Finally, Anta climbed onto Arya's back to climb the fence. Ghost Nunik came back startling with a peekba. But this time he did it while removing two of his eyeballs.
"Tante, just ngagetin! Not to be like that, later if Anta is shocked and continues to move Anta's heart where?"
The girl looked resentfully at the smiling ghost of Nunik while putting her eyeballs back on.
"Why are you guys going through here anyway?" ask the ghost of Nunik.
"You're looking for the King, aren't you here?" ask Anta.
"King, your brother's king?"
"Yes, is there a no? Because the King was kidnapped, it was kidnapped along with Om Herdi," said Anta.
"Nea, haven't you, how heavy?" Aryan Protest.
"Heh, carelessly when you say, Anta is eating a lot, but Anta does not know!" Anta change protest.
Dion watched the two while laughing.
"I don't see anyone here except your same security guard" Nunik said.
"Wow, means the king is not here dong?" ask Anta.
Ghost Nunik raised both his hands parallel to his shoulders. Behind him stood Sherly's ghost greeting Anta.
"Hi, Anta, how come you're hanging out there?" ask Sherly.
"I'm looking for the King, but Aunty Nunik says nothing" replied Anta.
"There were no humans brought here, so the lake collision also did not exist" said Sherly.
"Down Anta, pegel me!" lament Arya exclaiming.
"Yes, baffles!"
Anta came down Arya's back and patted the young man hard on the back to clean his sandals until Arya coughed.
"The king is not here, so it is not here that he is held captive. Yes, if it's Hartono who kidnapped her if not how?" anta asked Arya who was still trying to rub her own back with difficulty.
"How do you want to go now?" ask Arya.
"We report with Aunt Tasya" said Anta.
The girl steps towards Tasya's car followed by Dion and Arya behind her. When he arrived at Tasya's car, the girl saw the aunt curled up to cover her body with a jacket.
"Aunty, aunt why?" anta asked while knocking on the window of the car.
"Ah, sukurlah.kirain the ghosts earlier," said Tasya.
He opened the car door for the young men.
"Well, how did you meet the King and Mr. Herdi?" ask Tasya.
"No meeting, said Aunt Nunik with Sherly no human being brought in there," answered Anta.
"Hmmmn so it's not here the place, yes we have come home first rest already at night because, tomorrow we start the search again," said Tasya.
Anta turned to Arya who finally nodded her head in agreement with the suggestion from Tasya. They returned to the Golden Apartment.
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Something poked the king's cheek until it woke the boy.
"Still sleepy Mama Dewi, five minutes to wake up," said the King.
"Yes, the king woke up, but he wanted corned rice" said the king.
He opened his eyes and slowly realized that he was not home. The boy's eyes blinked and began to gather awareness as he looked around him.
"Wow, if I'm at home, I'll know if I'm kidnapped" muttered the King.
The figure who had just poked his cheek again was present this time sitting beside the King who was still lying.
"You what's up?" asked the King slowly turned his head towards the figure of the woman wearing a shabby negligee.
The woman's hair looked tangled, fluffy and messy. His face was invisible because it was covered in that messy hair. Slowly the ghostly figure of the woman turned to the King while laughing giggling.
"Well, there happens to be Aunt Kunti, not to mention my bond dong!" pinta Raja who tried to change his lying position so sat down and directed his two bound hands.
"You're not afraid of me, hihihi...?" ask the ghost.
"No, it's normal, most of all Aunt's face looks pale, her eyes are black, her face is full of blood just like maggots, right?" sahut King.
"Well, you really challenged me, yeah..."
The ghostly figure opened the hair that closed his face slowly.
"Ciluk. ba.
"Hihihihi.. You're really not afraid of me, how is this?"
The ghost showed his broad back. There was a rib full of blood and maggots wriggling from inside his hollow back.
"Waaaaa.. if the maggots are amused!" peeking the King tried to drag his ass away from the ghost.
"Hihihihi.. You're afraid, aren't you?"
"He was afraid, but he was afraid of the maggots, hiiiii." replied the King.
"Hahaha.here I untie you, because I was able to touch you, I thought I couldn't touch you" said the ghost.
"Ummm... But do not let the maggots into my hands huh, Auntie," the king's pinta who slowly thrust his two tied hands.
The ghost of the woman unbinds the hand of the King while laughing creepily typical kuntilanalak.
"Why did you laugh a little?" ask the King with an impromptu babble that he did not think of.
"Haihihah... My mother is kayak gini, she wants to laugh mulu hihihi.." she replied.
"Well, baek-baek bablas stress ater, you know," said the King.
His hand finally opened. He rubbed the wrist that was sick because the old was also tied. He blew the surface of the skin that felt sore.
"Thank you Auntie, my name's King, whose Aunt's name is it?" the king asked his right hand.
"My name, Sus..."
"Well, aunty artist huh, her name is Suzana?" asked the King to be enthusiastic.
He recalled the horror movie he watched with his adoptive parents. However, when he watched a horror film starring the beautiful artist suzana, instead of fear he even laughed until his stomach hurt. While Mama Dewi and Papa Andri embrace each other in fear.
"Auntie artist, right?" ask the King again.
"Huaaaa I'm so sad, I can only be a backup artist, hiks hyks..."
The ghost cried as the King asked about the artist.
"Lho, isn't Aunt the main artist, huh?"
"Which "main artist? I've always been a backup, it's also the role of ghosts continue, hihihi...."
"Well, cool.it's a ghost can still play a movie," said Raja.
"Not that, I was still a human being did like to take the role of a ghost, until finally I fell from the apartment half so keep my back stuck on the property so bolong gini spear," his reply showed the maggot-filled back again.
"Far away, I'm ticklish! Anyway, Auntie isn't Suzana's ghost?" ask King.
"My name is Sus, Susanti" he answered.
"Oh, kirain Suzana, tragically also yes death fitting film so ghost uh end-end real ghost, hehehe.." said King chuckles.
The king then turned to look at Mr. Herdi who was still tied to a wooden chair. The man was so slumbering that his head was raised. He also sounded snoring. From the corner of his lips was already drooling that did not feel out to the collar of his clothes.
"Didih, it's old sleep snoring, drooling again," muttered the King.
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