
Chapter 6 TCSM
"Damn! Why can Sahid see me, anyway?" Sandara walked back and forth in Andara's room.
Finally the girl tried to enter Andara's body. Move the girl's body to walk outside the room. Even running towards the park at one in the morning. Sandara approached Pocong Ongki and Kunkun.
"Well, you've been in the girl's body for quite a while, too" said Kunkun.
"Yes, I'm trying. If later it can be long enough in the body Andara, I will use it to finish Sahid," said Sandara.
"But, Sandara, are you sure that Sahid was evil and killed your family?" ask Ongki.
"It's clear he's the head of gangsters and hit the middle of the day between gangsters. He must be evil and he must be the mastermind of my parents' murder. Help me investigate, will you?" pinta Sandara on Ongki and Kunkun.
"Of course," said Kunkun.
"Oh yes, Sahid could see me when I was about to strangle him. That's why, huh?" ask Sandara.
"Sometimes humans can see us in a frequency. Queen Uwo used to say that if there are humans can see us, our names are again unlucky," said Kunkun.
"Queen Uwo?" Sandara.
"Yes, the ghost leader in this area. Later you will have to report to him too," said Kunkun.
"Yes, tuh." Ongki.
"Well, if so, I'll go back to my room first. It feels weak maybe you are tired," said Sandara then say goodbye to her ghost friends.
Sandara ran again towards the big house of the Khan family. Meanwhile, Sahid who woke up and finished from the bathroom, had seen Sandara who entered Andara was in the park. This time, he could not see the ghosts.
"What did that stupid girl do? What are the habits of the villagers, yes. Should he be sporting this blindly early?" Sahid clucked in a sneer and returned to his bed.
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The next day, Aunt Mina gives you a notebook that she must learn about Mr. Sahid's habits. Moreover, it turns out that the man has five black cats that live in a special room and certainly he must be cared for as well as possible. That day, he was immediately assigned to prepare Mr. Sahid's needs to go to work.
“Go to work? Wasn't he just a gangster whose job was just asking for tributes from the rich and businessmen? Why does he have to dress like a CEO like this, anyway?" sandara muttered when she heard Aunt Mina's words.
Meanwhile, Andara looks enthusiastic while preparing clothes for Sahid in the man's room. Suddenly, Sahid came out of the bathroom. The handsome man was just wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. A bare-chested body with a perfectly formed city-box stomach littered both the eyes of Sandara and Andara, who had never seen the appearance of such a man at all. Andara screamed before she looked down, not daring to look at Sahid's body.
“Kerdry my hair!” decreed Sahid.
“What?!" peekik Andara's.
“Are you deaf? I don't like to repeat words twice. So if you feel any objection you can quit your job now!”
“Bu-not so, just just dry your hair—“
"Hurry up!" snapped Sahid.
"All right!" Andara looks enthusiastic.
There was no more rebuttal from the girl's lips. He will make sure that he can be patient following all the orders of the man. The desire of Sandara. He entered Andara's body.
"Why did you take off your glasses?" ask Sahid.
He advanced slowly to dry Sahid's hair. He grabbed a small towel that was on the man's neck. Then, he grabbed a hair dryer to dry the man's hair. Sometimes he snaps it hard.
"Heh, you stupid girl! Can it work no, anyway?!" pekik Sahid's.
“Can, can, of course can. Well, is it dry now?” ask Sandara after getting tired of standing up.
It felt like she wanted to wrap the cable around Sahid's neck and strangle him. However, the man instead pulled the cable until it slipped from the socket.
“You think that if this cable is tied tight to your neck, can you still pull my hair like that?" sahid asked as he stared at the girl's face.
Sandara was stunned, she did not expect why Sahid seemed to know what she was imagining earlier.
“I'm sorry, yes. But I don't think your hair is dry yet. I'll continue again." Sandara tried to calm Sahid down even though he was seen grumbling.
However, Sahid threw the hairdryer in his hand until it hit his hand and fell to the floor. That made the girl flinch.
“Awww! This hurts tau! You're a fucking–” guy, Sandara screeched, but soon she stopped saying that.
"What are you saying?!" challenge Sahid.
"Bu-no, it's nothing." The girl could only bow.
He did not understand why the sharp gaze had succeeded in making him crumble and did not dare to look at Sahid. The man only glanced at the girl who was pouting. The man cuekingly was about to open the winding of the towel on his waist.
“Gosh!” peekik Sandara while covering her face with both palms.
“Then, what are you doing there?! Did you deliberately want to see my whole body?” ask Sahid with a brush.
“Huh, so confident this guy!” Sandara rushed straight outside.
He closed the door of the man's room and stood in front of the door. The girl stomped both her legs vanishing in annoyance.
However, the circumstances inside the young master's room were different. A thin smile on the corner of Sahid's lips when he saw Sandara who was inside Andara's body looked panicked.
“Sucks once that guy,” complains Sandara.
He tried to temper the anger that wanted to overflow it. The braid of two belonging to Andara he opened, then he stalls the straight and smooth black hair.
The girl is still trying to stay in your body. He also punched his own palm furiously as he paced.
Sahid who had opened the door until it was not realized by Sandara who was still grumbling. The man was standing right behind the girl's body. He observed the figure of Andara who turned into Sandara. Andara who looks cute typical village girl simple, looks more modern when the hair is scattered. Sahid had to admit that the girl looked beautiful.
"Huh, that sucks guy. Watch out for you thorn, see. I'll make sure to pay back everything. I'll make those thorns curl even on fire, just look at it later!" Sandara monologues with herself while pacing.
“Hair thorn? Who did you say was thorn hair?”
Sahid opened his voice with a snapping tone. He shocked the girl until her steps came to a halt.
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...To be continued. ...