The Winter Man
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Julian actually went to the shaman, he asked for a way to drive the ghost out of his apartment. The shaman gives a bottle of water that Julian must mix with salt, he says Julian must bathe the water so that the ghost can not get close to Julian.
As a result, the man said, he took a midnight shower. When he came out, there was nothing to disturb him, but his body was even irritated by a salt bath.
The man's body reddened, he rubbed his hands because in addition to pain he felt itchy. He was still sitting while rubbing his body because he thought the red would also disappear.
"What is the salt mostly yes" murmured Julian.
An hour passed his body was getting red and felt dry until almost peeling.
"Father what the hell is that!" upset Julian. "Where is that."
As a result the man took a jacket in the room and put on a mask then chose to go to the Hospital and will give the calculation to the witch doctor*n it.
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Daddy, Yula was downstairs.
Yula was on the desk.
Yula the drugs ...
With Reagan asleep in his arms, Winter thinks of the boy's words that always say he saw Yura. I don't know who Reagan really saw.
Winter sighed, tightened his arms around Reagan and looked at his wife's urn on the table.
A few days ago, he got a call from an unknown number. When he answered her, the person made no sound at all and instantly turned off his call.
Winter then chooses to sleep, he does not want to burden his mind anymore because now there is a Reagan that he must take care of. Winter's mentality can't be as messy as it used to be, pity Reagan.
In the morning they had breakfast together. They had breakfast bread and milk.
"Work, Reagan to Daddy Summer's mansion first huh."
"Gak ah" said Reagan and drank his milk.
"You coming again?"
Reagan interrupted quickly.
"Promise not bad." Reagan raised his little finger making Winter smile.
Then Winter was a little curious about the face of Yura that Reagan saw.
"Reagan saw Yura yesterday?"
Reagan nodded with bread full in his mouth.
"What kind of face is it? beautiful no?"
"Yes Dad. Sepelti tuh ..." Reagan pointed at the photo of Yura in the living room.
Winter stared at the picture of his wife for a moment and asked Reagan again.
"What clothes were you wearing yesterday?"
Winter nodded. "Save breakfast ..."
At Winter's office, two men who worked with her were asked to look at the cctv around the office and see the cctv around the church.
While he opened the laptop to see the cctv around the mansion.
He rubbed his chin waiting for the cctv footage that was loading.
Then Winter widened his eyes when he saw a woman standing outside the gate. He zoomed in on the screen to see the woman and it turned out.
"Yura ..." murmured Winter.
No. .. no ...
Winter shut down his laptop.
Yura is no more.
That day he himself saw his wife's coffin go into the cremation and even pressed the button to begin the cremation process. He also saw his wife's body in the make up with a very cold hand when held.
Now, Winter can only conclude that the woman is likely not Yura. Just similar, yes just similar.
Again, he did not want to burden his mind because there was Reagan. But the man would investigate further the woman standing outside the gates of his mansion.
"Reagan ..." call Winter who sees her son just standing in the window looking down at the street down there.
Reagan. "Yes, Dad?"
"What meda?"
"Wait Yula. Yula's not coming anymore, Dad." Reagan bent his face.
"Bagcari ..." Winter's hand moved telling the boy to approach her.
Reagan ran over to Winter and Winter held Reagan on his thigh.
"Dad, happy is there Yula?" ask Reagan later.
"Yes. Dad's happy there's Reagan."
"If Yula wakes up, dear Dad, don't I?"
Winter chuckles as he rattles Reagan's head.
"Darling dong ... Dad dear Yura and Reagan."
"Let's Dad bobo ma say hello? if Yula comes home."
"With you and Yura .." said Winter as she poked Reagan's little nose.
Reagan smiled happily and hugged the man.
Seriate