
DIARY OF LISA
You can call this anxiety
Because everything is still in the same place
I used to be the most beautiful flower on the other side
until you come to pick it
Jack
it is the sun that is now trying to revive my breath that had stopped
In between tears without your persuasion
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Heartless man, Transo laughs by following the dance music accompaniment. After the show is over. Overnight for those who are usually surrounded by silent air change the crowd. There was a dancer wearing a red scarf. Her ayu face was covered in a kuntilanak figure from the susuk that she got through a giant tree.
For the public to see she is very beautiful. But all this falsehood is only temporary. Unintentionally there was one visitor who noticed him. The terrifying figure behind the woman disappeared hearing the sounds of the holy verses of the Qur'an being chanted by one of the gloved youths standing nearby. Her dance came to a halt, the woman pressed her own face which felt extremely hot as if burning embers.
"Gurgh!" his screams ran off the stage.
People ask each other what happened. Transo who knew it immediately glared and pushed the young man away from his home.
"Akang, I am Kabaya. I am one of the students of the Islamic education faculty who is studying in this village. I saw a terrible figure behind the woman" he explained.
"Go!" Transo forcibly expelled.
The other two friends followed. One of them frowned and walked closer. "Transo Kang?" asked the young man in white while pointing.
"Yes, who do you dare to call my name?"
"Lisa's busy" Transo said, then walked away from them.
"Here you go, your brother-in-law did not accept your presence. Let's get out of here" Denis said.
"Right, he's so rude!" dadang.
The distance near the village is very far. They walked for about an hour and found the village hall as a place to stay.
"It's all my fault if I don't follow the source of the music. Surely we didn't go this far" Denis said.
"No, honestly, when I met Transo's kang I asked him where his house was so we could stop there."
Kabaya leaned her body. He remembers the time, the marriage of his cousin Lisa who showed an unhappy look on her face. Now, he was very worried about his circumstances.
"Kang Transo doesn't think of you. You still want to go there?" ask Denis.
"Yes, I want that about my cousin. I heard from my mother, about Transo who adored black magic. Tomorrow morning I will look for him again" said Kabaya.
Dadang and Denis just stared at him.
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The morning was welcomed by many people of Transo's errand to clean up the goods. The event that was held last night was so festive that in the morning many were still cleaning up the trash and tidying up the place. Lisa watched from the window, all their activities.
He glanced at a young man who looked familiar. Soon Lisa opened the door to welcome her presence.
"Sir Kabaya?" Lisa shook hands smiling cheerfully.
"Sir Lisa, I've been circling three times and asking the people around where your house is."
The sound of baby Jaka's cry makes Lisa run into the room. While Kabaya sat on the sofa staring around observing statues and antique objects inside a closet made of Teak wood.