Luccane
Chapter 24: The Concerns of Luccane

POV Author

A rancid smell envelops Vishabea's house after the poor girl is fatally wounded by the ghost of the Widow who hates her so much.

"Are you crazy, huh?!" luccane cried out in anger when he saw Vishabea who had collapsed unconscious with a body drenched in blood right in front of his eyes.

Jolanda smiled cynically. "it was a reward for the seductress of people's lovers, she deserved it."

After trying hard to gather all the energy he had, Luccane finally managed to escape from the strong magical strangle created by Jolanda.

The handsome ghost youth looked at the emotion-filled Nyolanda that was raging in his mind, yet he immediately turned around to save Vishabea's already dying life.

Tears flooded both sides of Luccane's cheeks, he felt unusually hurt seeing his heart suffer like that. Luccane who desperately tried to find a way to save Vishabea was wrapped in a feeling of worry and fear in his mind.

"What should I do to save you, baby?" lirih Luccane while thinking.

The young man's tears never stopped flowing, making the increasingly embittered Widow choose to go from there after being content to hurt Vishabea.

The Dutch ghost is convinced that with the devastating wounds he managed to give, Vishabea will surely die soon and part ways with Luccane.

Although Vishabea logically did not have a single speck of fault with him, Jolanda still hated the girl just because Luccane loved the beautiful oriental-faced girl.

Luccane realized, crying alone will not solve the problem that there Vishabea could soon bleed to death if the blood continues to flow like that.

Thinking of an idea, Luccane ran straight to Vishabea's room, leaving the other ghosts confused as to what had just happened in the house.

"Jolanda tried to finish the life of the girl who lived in this house" Kuntilanak said giving information to his fellow ghosts who were curious.

The ghosts who knew nothing were watching the tear-draining scene in the doorway, not daring to enter for fear of being scolded by Luccane the Master.

"She must have been completely insane" Pocong growled.

"Since she was alive, the widow has gone mad, she even committed suicide because Mr. Luccane's family refused the arranged marriage proposed by her father" said Jansen's ghost, a Dutch boy who died from his neck was slashed by Japanese soldiers.

The child actually lives in a house not far from the house where Vishabea lived, which became his home during his lifetime, and there are also several other Dutch ghosts.

Jansen knew a lot about the lives of Dutch ghosts who settled in this area only he never appeared in front of Vishabea.

If you can see it, Jansen must look very adorable with his friendly nature and his puffed cheeks if only the scar of a sharp weapon on his neck was not visible.

"Hello? Can you help Visha? Hurry up and come here with an ambulance!" Luccane tried to get all his power out while talking on Vishabea's phone.

Interacting with humans who do not have the ability to see astral beings is not an easy thing, treated great energy just to make a sound for them to hear.

"What's? Bring ambulance? But who are you?!" ask someone across the phone in a panic.

"Wait a minute, baby. I was trying to call someone to come here so that he could hear clearly what I was saying," Luccane cried out in tears, holding Vishabea's head with his thighs.

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"Lo's not kidding, is he, Dimas?!" Carly was unable to hold back her tears shortly after Dimas explained what happened to Vishabea to Mang Ujang and his family and Carly in front of the hospital's ICU room.

Dimas shook his head in a doldrums. "gue just heard a soft boy's voice from the phone earlier.he didn't explain anything because I was worried about going straight to Visha's house."

Carly shook her head in disbelief, sitting on the cold ceramic tiles of the hospital as she continued to cry. The girl could not figure out why someone would hurt a girl as good as Vishabea.

Andri, the son of Mang Ujang who was Vishabea's cousin of course understood what situation Dimas had described just now.

Although it does not have the sharp sensitivity of Vishabea, but Andri can also know the existence of those who are invisible around him.

Recently Andri has indeed opened his inner eyes thoroughly assisted by one of his friends who has special abilities, namely, so he could see the figure of a young astral-faced European crying not far from his standing position.

"You must have contacted Dimas" Andri whispered as he walked closer to the astral youth.

The young man did not look like a ghost, making Andri finally understand why Vishabea loved the figure so much even though they were in a different dimension.

With a listless gesture, the handsome ghost nodded. "pardon me for not being able to save Vishabea sooner."

"I understand because you're a ghost who can't do much. Vishabea's parents are on their way here, just pray the operation will be successful and the doctor can save Vishabea's life" Andri replied.

"What can I do now?" ask Luccane helplessly.

Luccane's heart was broken to pieces to see Vishabea hurt so badly that he had to get surgery.

"If you believe in God, go pray. Vishabea can now only be saved by the Creator's generosity" Andri replied trying to provide the best solution.

"All right, I'm picking up Vishabea. If there's anything to him you can call my name three times, my name is Luccane."

Not a minute had passed, Luccane's figure instantly disappeared changing with the empty air that confused Andri.

But from a short conversation with Luccane, he learned that Luccane really loved Vishabea as his friend said a few days ago.

Being loved by astral beings is certainly not a good sign, even though the creature has no intention of harming in the slightest makes Andri anxious for the safety of Vishabea.

"If there is a ghost figure that managed to hurt Visha because of the handsome ghost that was, it means that the relationship between Visha and Luccane must be immediately ended so that no more dangerous things like this happen," andri said in his heart.

Andri leaned his back against the hospital wall, staring at the nanar in the Vishabea ward as he continued to think about the safety of his cousin.

In his silence, Andri can only hope that there will be a miracle from God so that Vishabea can survive.