
"Why so noisy!" protest a young man with a heavy voice typical of people who wake up. The young man who is familiarly called by the name Ozil was disturbed at his sleep because of the noise caused by the female ghosts in his contract. "It can be silent!" Ozil raised his voice slightly and then covered his left ear with a pillow.
"Jeez, Bang! It's ten o'clock in the afternoon. Want to sleep until what time?" one of the female ghosts made a sound because he was astonished by the attitude of the young man who could see her form. "Why did the pants get wet anyway, Bang? You're out of dreams?"
Ozil immediately caught fire. In the rababanya the front of the drawer pants and it turns out to be true, there is indeed wet. Ozil's sleepiness instantly disappeared and his brain immediately thought hard. Shortly after Ozil was again surprised when Ozil remembered he had just had a wet dream and was disturbed by the noise that turned out to be the sound that caused Ozil to wake up from his dream.
Ozil just got up and stood up to the bathroom. While the sound of laughter immediately echoed with the young man's departure. For sure the sound of laughter was only Ozil who was able to hear it and he cursed his own stupidity. "Bas on the fucking ghosts! Because of your clothes see through, until it becomes a dream like this," he grumbled and Ozil immediately took a bath.
"God! why don't I bring a towel!" Ozil again grumbled and felt annoyed with himself. It could be that the bath did not carry a towel and there was not a single dry cloth to cover his body. "Ah shit!" inevitably, Ozil came out of the bathroom wearing nothing.
At first the ghosts gawked at Ozil coming out of the bathroom, but before long the sound of their laughter broke as their eyes saw Ozil pull a towel hanging on one of the walls and go back into the bathroom. "Not to be ashamed, Bang! Our people have seen it so often!" one of the ghosts shouted and they laughed.
Ozil out the bathroom with a bent face. "better closed, let's not be mistaken for a cheap hilarious guy. Even if you're just astral beings," Ozil slapped open the plastic cupboard and pulled out some of the cloth he was going to wear. "Why didn't you guys wake me up earlier? It was such a big afternoon!" Ozil was still grumbling while wearing his clothes in front of the ghosts.
"Well, how do we know. Where is Bang Ozil going? Isn't Bang Ozil a prankster?" ask Melati.
"Yes, I'm going to work again. I want to find clothes that are worth working on. Look, my nice clothes are just a few."
"Where does Bang Ozil work?" the Rose asked.
"Is that his name?" Ozil seemed to remember. "That's a big event. Suppose there is an artist's concert, or there is an office marriage, we are the nangangin."
"Oh, event organizer?" reply to the Roses again.
"It's okay, Bang. rather than idle," said Cempaka.
"Fuckin' thick!" reply Ozil. "Eh, are there any other activities? gather together continue his work."
"Hehehe .. Why should ghosts, Bang? Work? there was aja," said Orchid, and Ozil instead laughed because he felt silly with himself. "But we're actually learning, Bang."
"Well! studying? Learn what?"
"So gini, last night when you were sleeping, we were going to go and we saw the ghost of a broad head moving things. Yes we are interested dong. Well we learned the science of moving things from him."
"Well! the ghost head? How horrified?"
"His name is also a ghost. Can you just see us doang? Don't you?" said Orchid again and Ozil even smiled widely. He had also seen other ghosts. "But we are in trouble, Bang. We cannot focus and concentrate. Though the word ghost head bolong, the point is we have to focus."
"Well! The ghost head is telling you to focus?" the female ghosts immediately nodded and assented. "He's got a big head, how can he concentrate and focus if his head is that big? Hahaha ..."
"Damn! Brother! This serious. We have to learn to touch and control things, so we can also touch, Bang?"
"What! touch? Whoa! I agree and am very supportive!" exclaim Ozil with thoughts that are directly fixed on the invisibility clothes of ghosts.
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