Bebegigs

Bebegigs
Chapter 82's


"Tales dong, Sa!" insist Rogan fervently. "Gue's curious."


"But you promise, will you speak honestly?!" challenge Yasa.


"You got a sixth sense, do you think I still dare to boong?" Rogan cussed while chuckling uneasily. It's starting to look good now.


Orange smiled faintly noticing it. This guy is actually quite handsome, he said in his heart. Is his scary look all along due to frustration after breaking up from Violet?


But no, thought Orange. The owner of the contract earlier said that he looked so since the beginning.


"Gue is not claustrophobic about it," Yasa said subtly. Then continue the interrogation. "She's also been spending time at your grandmother's house, right?" He asked with a calm expression.


"Yes," replied Rogan slightly dumbfounded.


"His room is now occupied by an orange" Yasa told.


Rogan spontaneously glanced towards the orange.


The girl gulped and stuttered. Didn't expect Yasa to know the truth to that extent just by relying on a vision. Orange doesn't even think his room is a former dead man.


His father is a great man?!


Is it true that Yasa knows everything based only on vision?


Or did Miss Lastmi tell you about it?


But no!


As you recall, Miss Lastmi and Yasa continued chatting in front of her nostrils. Miss Lastmi did tell me about a dead boarding boy. But never talked about his room.


Yes, Orange concluded. Yasa knew everything only from his spiritual vision.


His abilities are truly terrifying!


"The girl had a. sort of woven," Yasa told.


Orange and Rogan blinked together.


"You don't guess wrong, you used to live with your grandmother. Yeah, right?" Yasa added.


"Fix! You're a magician!" Rogan plucked a finger and pointed towards Yasa. Then he was amazed and shook his head.


"He's been dragging you to his room, really what?" yasa Terka.


Rogan stuttered immediately. Not sipping his coffee. His pair of thick eyebrows intertwined to form a deep frown on his forehead.


"Gue told you, isn't this a bit personal?" tukas Yasa defended himself.


"This is so personal, Sa! It's not a bit personal" Rogan half-grumbled.


Yasa only smiled faintly in response. "Sori," he said lightly as he put his shoulder aside at a glance.


"Okay, that's my biggest sin as Vivi!" Rogan finally confessed. His face turned grim. "That's why I became a keko cake fit idung," he said. Then suddenly frowned and looked at Yasa once more. "So that time I was hummed, Sa?"


Yasa nodded.


Rogan remained silent. His forehead was still wrinkled, like he was trying to remember. "I think the incident was too strange. I was actually in control at the time, like I wasn't myself."


"Yes, it's as subtle as that, one can control others remotely just by affecting the subconscious of related people!" Yasa.


"But.." Rogan again looked hesitant. "Well he's the one who took me, then why did he kill himself?" He groaned while clenching his hands on the side of his coffee cup. Looks very sorry. "Why is he torturing me with guilt?"


"He was killed" said Yasa.


"Huh?" Orange and Rogan were flabbergasted at the same time.


"Who?" ask Rogan.


"Gue did not dare to answer this part," Yasa said with a faint smile. "To answer this I need witnesses and evidence. Too risky!"


Rogan sighed heavily and squeezed. "Yes too, yes" he murmured. "But you know?" tanyanya.


"Ah—bener too!" Rogan groaned while punching his own palm. I regret the situation.


"Lu hasn't heard the serious part yet" Yasa added as she crossed her arms.


"Huh?" Rogan lowered the cup he had just lifted. "Is there something more serious?"


"My guy has a pretty strong alibi" Yasa said. "My man is lying in a coma in the hospital."


The orange choked on his tea and coughed.


Violets! thought spontaneous.


Violet killed Aruna!


Time at the lake…


Is that what happened to Aruna?


Orange looked at Yasa with a horrified look.


Yasa gently patted the nape of the orange nape while smiling faintly.


Rogan had not even blinked across the table. Just staring at Yasa. Stunned between amazement and disbelief. "Gue tau" he whispered after a long silence. His voice sounded raucous and somewhat choked. "Gue tau!" it was as if trying to convince himself. But along with that he was also unsure of his conclusion. "Gue tau!"


The orange doesn't want to know. Yasa's ability was enough to frighten him to death. He was not ready to hear anything more terrible.


But how Violet fell into a coma, Orange still doesn't know the story. Yasa hasn't said it yet.


"But how can a comma be…"


"That's my question." Yasa tried to interrupt Rogan. He will not be able to answer the question that Rogan is trying to ask. There is still an unsolved mystery. "How did he get into a coma?"


It was the unsolved part, Yasa thought. His vision was cut off as he was out of breath.


Perhaps Rogan's story could help him unravel the mystery of Violet's rise from a coma.


"Are you still snot?" Yasa asked again.


Rogan immediately bowed. "It was also me out of control," he said grimly. "Gue reflex aja tau-tau nimpa si Vivi use urn. I don't even want when the urn can be in my hands."


The orange gulped and gasped. Violet's words flashed through his mind.


"You called my bokin, attempted murder…"


Violet did not blame Rogan.


"Lu'm sure, you hit Vivi?"


The question of the Orange made Rogan flinch.


Even Yasa frowned. Where does Orange know that coma is Violet? thought surprised.


"Lu.." Rogan stammered. "Where did Vivi come from?"


Rogan's question echoed Yasa's thoughts.


Orange immediately stuttered to notice it. Suddenly became doubtful about what he experienced while in the lake which he later concluded as a vision.


Who knew it was a hallucination? regret in the heart.


Why am I so rash to draw conclusions?


Yasa touched his shoulder again with a smile, "Your guess is not wrong, really," he said soothingly.


"Thank you?" Orange looks offended. "No--no!" quickly attack. Suddenly his emotions became unstable. "That's not a guess. I. ngalamin, I-I mean - I think ngalamin what Aruna experienced when we went to the lake. I guess it's some kind of vision or something. I—"


Yasa rubbed the back of the girl's head in concern, "OK, enough!" concluded. Interjecting with subtle.


Rogan still opened his mouth, looking at Yasa and Orange from across the table, but his voice had already disappeared swallowed in a puzzling silence.