Anta's Diary
The Fruit Market
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Apparently Mr. Hartono was with Dina. However, something made Anan and Dita so staring at each other when the man got out of his car. The creepy figure sitting in the back seat was seen peering from inside her father's car Ria.
"Anan, that...."
The figure of the girl turned towards Dita and Anan. Seen from the girl's eyes were shedding tears of blood, her neck was like a broken creche ringing as she tilted to the right and left.
The ghost slowly went outside through the car door. The two smooth ghost legs then turned sinister with green veins visible on its level legs. The woman smiled at Dita and Anan.
"You're on the bengong together so on why the hell, on the writhing of the devil?"
Hartono jerks Anan and Dita. There was no answer from the two as it was still focused on the ghost of the smiling girl grinning it.
Hartono's cell phone rang, apparently the business client he wanted to meet called. After he spoke on the phone and disconnected the phone, he looked back at Anan and Dita.
"If only I no longer rush to drag you. Later I send a car repair bill to your house through Dina. Be careful if you run away!" threaten Hartono's.
Anan who was jolted with the snapping sound of the man then nodded his head. He also glanced sharply at Dina who had just looked down unwilling to look at him.
"Let's go, Din, we change cars first!" said Hartono gave orders to Dina and there was no objection from the woman.
The ghost of the girl then got into the car and sat back in the second seat where it was.
"That's a ghost what was the victim of that father's accident, huh?" ask Dita.
"Come, why don't you know!"
"Well, let's go again!" bring Dita.
"OK deh, hmmm I have to think about money to replace the damage to the father's car earlier," murmured Anan.
"Patiently yes, you have to be enthusiastic, you can certainly," said Dita.
"Yes, I certainly can, as long as there is you beside me," said Anan trying to tease Dita.
"What the hell, it's not clear!"
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It takes an hour by road for Anan and Dita to head to the fruit market. A piece of leaflet paper flew up to cover Dita's face while on the way. Anan laughed at seeing it.
"Duh, really wind where is this sucker brochure wc nempel in front of me, my face is a place of feces what?" luh Dita's.
Anan laughed again when he heard it.
"Eh, later in the night market there is a live band, there are many culinary bazaars as well, certainly many interesting performances there, huh?" tanya Dita while imagining the atmosphere of the market tonight.
"Yes must be exciting" Anan said.
A gust of wind made the girl's long hair disperse following the flow of wind that blew. Anan glanced at her at a glance, the beautiful aura of the woman was able to make her lulled. Especially when Dita smiles at him.
"Set music yes," pinta Dita.
The voice of Sheila On 7's song "And" is heard. Being so uncomfortable when catching Anan who was looking at him occasionally while focusing on driving.
"Focus drive, Nan, let's not crash again, the car's seat is rammed continuously," said Dita.
"Hehehe... I'm resistant to this car, understand the derivative of the autobot," replied Anan.
"Hahaha..dong optimus prime same pick up car," said Dita.
The two laughed and sang along to the music that was heard from the car radio.
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They finally arrive at the fruit market, Anan permits Dita to go to the toilet. He had been holding it all the way. The man headed for the toilet in the market that looked less comfortable.
"Duh, the smell is so bad, I had to have my stomach suddenly mules," murmured Anan.
The man squatted on top of the squatting toilet to perform a shitting. Sometimes he whistled in the toilet. However, instantly the cold instantly penetrated.
"I don't feel very good" Anan murmured.
He tried to reach out to the dipper in the tub. His hand could not also reach the dipper because there was another figure who insults him. Anan then turned to the right side of the small tub in the toilet.
He immediately gasped when he saw the figure of kuntilanak smiling at him. His face was very pale with a red color coiled around his two eyes.
"Haduh, forgot to read the entrance prayer wc so the mules gini nih," murmured Anan.
He again observed the ghost despite being somewhat afraid as well.
The kuntilanak ghost then nodded while combing the disheveled hair with a wooden comb in his black hand and full of ulcerated wounds.
"Oh, Ma'am see my bird, dong?" ask Anan.
The female ghost laughed gigglingly.
"Oh, I have not married, the time of my pride weapon was there the first time, really apes I," complained Anan.
"Sir, please pull it herein, I want a midget!" anan Pinta.
The female ghost shook her head unwilling to give the dipper away. He even laughed gigglingly at Anan.
"Yee, don't take my negligee elo draw for my butt chebokin!" threatening Anan's.
Finally the female ghost handed the dipper to Anan while giggling.
"Well, that's dong! Thank you." Thank you."
Anan finished cleaning the hade and also the toilet toilet.
"Sir, no one guards the front door of the toilet, where do I pay?" ask Anan.
The ghost pointed at the small box across the toilet. The dues box was apparently covered by the shirt of the toilet waiter who was somehow going where.
"Oh, that's the box, okay thank you, don't see you again" said Anan left the toilet while putting five thousand bills into the dues box.
The kuntilanak ghost waved his hand at Anan while laughing giggling back.
When Dita was picking fresh fruit, a thug seemed to approach the woman and annoy her.
"Hello sweet, all alone, right?" greet a long-haired man with a neck. His sunglasses were removed and pinned on the collar of the beach-patterned shirt.
Dita did not answer, he still focused on choosing fresh fruit while tidying up the bag he used. The woman should be careful not to pickle.
"Woi, got ears, right?"
The thug kicked the storefront table until it made Dita and the seller surprised.
"Abang my negor? Waduh, I think Abang called the sweet one called the cat that," said Dita while pointing at the three striped cat in the corner of the market in front of her.
Anan came to Dita.
"You're being bullied by him?" whispered Anan.
"Not yet, just a country for her," replied Dita.
"Oh, there's his girlfriend anyway, so don't be quiet or reprimanded" said the thug.
Anan smiled proudly while embracing Dita.
"What the fuck, anyway?" dita whisky.
"Let him think we're dating, let's not disturb you" whispered Anan.
"Well, that's for the money?" the thugs' pinta.
"Ta, mending us run away, I mending dealing same ghost rather than same thugs," whispered Anan.
"Duh, what the hell, really cool, huh!" luh Dita while glancing at Anan sharply.
The thug got closer and gripped the collar of Anan's clothes.
"Elo bring a wallet, right?" ask the thug.
Anan nodded, asserting as he glanced at Dita.
"Nah—"
Suddenly, the thug took off the grip on the collar of Anan's clothes. His face looked terrified as if he had seen something sinister. Not only the thugs, but Dita also looked frightened looking at the creepy figure behind Anan's body.
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