KALIYA (THE HAUNTED DOLLS)
Chapter 22

Andara so remembered the figure of the man who was in the doll shop that served her at that time.

The figure with a pias face and his flat gaze, now you know the answer. It is likely that he is Purwa, the father of Kaliya.

" Do you know where they live? " ask Andara to Kosim.

" Rawabangke Village, precisely in the city. " Kosim also showed the way to the place. The location where the house is located.

" Thank you, sir, sorry to interrupt the timing. This is a little money for you, just think of it as a sign of my gratitude. " Andara took out several pieces of money hundreds of thousands and handed them to Kosim.

" No need to neng. If there's nothing else I can help you with, I'll excuse you. " Kosim refused the money from Andara.

As fast as lightning he stood up and just passed from in front of Andara.

" Mr. Kosim, wait ! " Andara rushed to pay for her food order earlier to one of the waiters who had just delivered food at one of the tables. Then ran out following Kosim who was very fast in his steps. Without him noticing, some people were watching him with strange looks.

" Beautiful is crazy ! " rummed one of the visitors of the rice stall.

While the rice shop waiter who had just received money from Andara was only fixated on staring at the departure of Andara just now. It feels awkward for him because from then on Andara just kept calling the name Kosim, who is known to have died since seven years ago. But of course, you don't realize it.

Andara thought that the person she was communicating with was a human being, not the ghost of the parking attendant who was wandering in that place.

Youara looked to the left and right side, his eyes were looking around for Kosim figure who was so fast disappeared even though if he saw from his age alone Kosim certainly could not walk so fast.

" Where Mr. Kosim. I forgot to ask where Sinta is now. " Andara patted her eel.

Because he never found Kosim, he finally decided to continue his journey to Rawabangke village. It's possible that Sinta still lives there, Andara's inner.

Andara followed Kosim's instructions, where she should take her vehicle.

Suddenly the tires of Andara's car leaked until the vehicle he was carrying a little. Forced you have to stop for a moment to fix the car tire.

Andara descends on the side of the road that is to his right left in a pine forest. The cool mountain air can still be felt. Several cars passed around the highway. Andara began to be confused how he replaced the leaking tire with spare tire. While time goes on. Until one of the bikers stopped approaching him who was confused.

" Why did the car crash? " ask the motorcyclist who is known as the motorcycle.

" The tire broke sir ! " answer Andara.

The ojek glanced at the tire of the Andara car, without getting off the bike. Instantly his net accidentally caught a terrible figure in the car. Until he shuddered, making Andara astonished.

" Tire patch is up ahead there. The Mbak just forward a little more, straight then turn left just as there is a welcome monument. " The Ojek directs the way by moving his arm.

" Oh yes, thank you sir ! " say Andara.

" You're welcome, excuse me. " The ojek occasionally glanced back at Andara's car with a fearful expression clearly visible on her face wearing an open helmet. Soon the ojek passed from in front of Andara. Though actually the ojek wanted to help Andara, he could replace the broken tire with spare tire that brought Andara. But he undoes his intentions when he sees the monstrous figure of Kaliya in the car.

" From here straight and then turn left, okay hopefully it can still be carried by the road of his car, " said Andara who directly entered the car to re-apply the highway.

He soon found a tire repairman. Andara got out of the car.

" Good ma'am, wait a minute ! " his words are still busy fixing the motorcycle tires of other customers.

" okay. " Andara was sitting on the bench not far from there.

Feeling bored waiting for you to move for a while to buy a drink. The sun has started to be directly overhead, but it does not block the tiny raindrops. Naturally, in the name of the city of rain, even when the sun is bright, the rain still falls with him.

Some people who were there did not pay attention even though the rain was enough to wet their clothes. Maybe because I am used to it. Andara prefers to enter one of the small stalls there. While in the shade he can buy a drink and wait for the tire repairman to finish his job.

When the tire repairman began to repair the tires of your car. He felt his neck crumble.

For some reason, he felt the car was like someone was riding it. Though clearly the car owner is waiting in the stall sebrang. And he's just alone. But the car felt heavy when the repairman tried to pair the jack. As if someone was in there.

After eating about an hour finally the work of the repairman was completed.

Andara also came out of the stall after seeing the car tire successfully repaired.

" Have you sir? " ask Andara.

" It's mbak. "

" Okay, sir. Here's the money, take the change. "

" Oh, thank you, ma'am ! "

" All together. "

Andara entered to continue his journey that had stopped.

While the tire patch rubbed his eyes when he saw someone sitting next to Andara. Though earlier he was sure if the passenger of the car was only Andara only. Instantly he shuddered in horror to imagine if it turned out that the woman was followed by a subtle creature.

When Andara's car goes far enough to leave the workshop. Someone patted his shoulder surprised him.

Spontaneous arm moves with silat movements.

" You just want to get in ! " excited the tire patcher when he found out if the one who patted him earlier was a regular ojek that went there.

" Just fix the girl's car? " ask that ojek.

" Yes, why? A girl's turn in question, "

" It's not that. The problem is I saw a ghost in his car. I'll show the girl to change her tires here, "

" seriously? "

The ojek nodded quickly.

" That means that what I saw earlier was also a ghost? It's worth my hair sitting up, " said the patchworker by rubbing his nape.