RUN
Evidence at Find

The Dog's Face. Somehow, I saw that his gaze was sometimes empty, sometimes filled, sometimes focused and sometimes lost control.

Not knowing why, it's just that I feel like he's half conscious and half not. Like being lost in reason, or like being deliberately moved by someone.

But still, coming here was his determination. It's like a hypnotist, which makes him feel like all this has to be done. The hypnotist moves the Dog as he wishes, but the Dog thinks he does so willingly.

More or less, like, a dummy.

He went inside, glancing left and right. Do not forget the flashlight that provides lighting assistance to him.

He searched from the left end of the room, while deepening. "Where? Where's the thing you mean?"

I cringe at hearing it. Mean what?? He was told to look for something in this room by old Bangka??

"I'm so scared. It felt trembling until this flashlight also vibrated. I was less focused on looking for him. Where is that thing??" he continued, deepening with fear.

He was ordered to look for something?? In this room?? About what?? Why didn't you do it alone?? Why do I have to tell someone else to do it??

The important thing you were looking for in this room?? Is it not...is evidence?

"Stuffed evidence?? Which one is the evidence?" said the Dog, still muttering in his heart.

So right, he was indeed looking for evidence that I left in this place. What is he looking for?? It's impossible to just take it and bring it home, right? Surely Father wants to eliminate the evidence I left behind, so that he is free from the accusation.

"Sliced indeed!!" I growled while staring at the dog. Unexpectedly, my strength just slipped away, making a photo of a hero who had been cracked fall and smashed scattered on the floor.

Because of this, the dog gasped. He even jumped from where he stood so shocked. He began to panic, and highlighted around the place with a flashlight while rotating slowly.

"Who is that??" screech, looking around with bulging eyes. He stopped for a moment, waiting for the reaction I would have on him.

I kept quiet, because I didn't mean to scare her. But, if he can find the thing, that's another story. It is likely that I will take action to get him out of my residence.

"You don't try to hurt me? Don't you know who I am?" he continued to squeal, making me snort while lip-sucking.

"Ninyinyiny... Noisy knows! I obviously know who you are! You're a stumped crocodile, right?? A fraudster who is afraid of losing property. The stupid devil kid who wants to be on the device. His style was like someone famous. Are you the governor??" my grouse, snatched his words quickly.

He was still speechless, as he continued to spin in place and highlight the flashlight to the ceiling of the room.

"Have asked, pretend to be deaf again!" scold me again. I gasped for myself after saying it. "Oh, he can't hear, can he? Kihihih..."

"I am someone who is high. I am one level below the noble Lord named Barend Otte. Ha.. hahaha, surely you guys know that name right? Don't you?" strangled again, like a man who lost his mind. "You must be feeling shaky right now, right?!"

Who the hell does he think he is? Talk like that?? Even if your degree is above Dad's, I will never be afraid of it.

"If you dare, appear before me! Don't scare people who won't be afraid of you! Who are you really? Little devil? Or kuntilanak's ghost?" tanyanya. He didn't think I was really excited. He still shines a spotlight on every room with his flashlight.

Her hair looked limp, wet from sweat. His breath was so sharp that it sounded in my ears.

"He didn't answer. I don't know who's in this room, whether it's the students, or the noisy children I hate so much." she murmured inwardly, make me tighten my teeth until a fine line appears between the nose and also the forehead.

"Come, show yourself, coward!! Why are you hiding? Thinking it could hinder my intentions?? Or startle me again?? If you still don't want to show yourself, then I will make you appear by yourself!!" the screech, made me frown in wonder.

This crazy man started putting a flashlight between his armpits, and opened the front zipper of his pants.

"Do you want what?" I asked raucously, with a sharp look.

"Look! You don't dare show up, then I'll dirty your house. I'm going to pee in this room." he said in a trembling voice and a restless-looking body gesture.

I was silent, as I watched for myself he sprayed urine around the walls of this room. He really did it in my home.

It seems that in addition to finding evidence, he also wants to clarify the truth that I really live in this place, and still haunt. If you find out about this, then he will definitely meet me in another form. And frankly, I really hate the appearance of the devil in Dad's body.

I also held back anger, even though my body felt hot and trembling. I let the urine flow and pool on the floor.

This dog is still looking around, now while rubbing his neck when it is finished with his bad behavior. He waited, waiting for what I would do to him when he did it.

Of course I choose silence. Where do I want to obey their will. But the name of the dog, want others not to look for trouble, he who seeks trouble in others.

"I'm angry that you defecate here!! If only piss, then it will also disappear by itself." I said.

"If you don't show any sign of your presence, you're a coward. And the coward I know so well is, the brash sister of the damned woman, Arsya the woman ******!"

Yuuuu!!

Both of my eyes were wide-eyed when I heard this dog say bad words about Ayuk.

Really, the corner of my heart was hot when he lashed out at Ayuk with bad words. Ayuk is a faithful woman, and he never once did not serve this dog well.

Even when it was clear this man dropped his talaq, he still asked that this man withdraw his lawsuit. Ayuk does not want his son to be born without a father figure. He didn't want his son not to feel the affection of Dad, as I never felt the affection of Mom. I don't want it all to happen.

Although he tried his hardest to keep everything, eventually he had to stay divorced and chose to listen to my words.

A woman as good as that, who was innocent and never thought ill of others, who despite seeing her husband perform a strange ritual in the room, still smiled and said.. "I can change it."

But unfortunately, I couldn't do anything because he wanted to prove my presence. I can only be silent like a fool when my Ayuk is despised. Really, this is so sad. As a sister, I don't deserve to call her Ayuk.

"Huh huh.. You still don't want to show your form?" screech this man again, with a roaring breath of fear.

"So you're not in this place?" he asked, walking quickly to the closet and opening it.

I saw his behavior, he highlighted the contents in the closet and looked at one by one the things in it. He threw away any masterpiece that I and my art colleagues made.

Cups and plates of clay were thrown to the floor until they broke. Hats from woven bamboo were thrown away. Carving soap that forms the results of a beautiful masterpiece was dropped while trampled.

I cringed, holding back a very angry. It's all art, and I hate people who don't appreciate other people's work.

"Where?? Where's she? I have to find that thing before the little ghost comes. It doesn't seem to be in here. The child will be very angry with me, if he sees my arrival, he will definitely be angry and immediately act unnatural." he murmured inwardly.

He gave up, when almost all the masterpieces in the closet had been damaged. She screamed, falling down and ruffling her hair.

"WOWYRAGGHH!! Si!! Where's hints! I can't find any evidence that you said, sir!! Where's she?" the screech is as strong as tenag.

He looked back at the closet in annoyance, and slammed the object so firmly that my hanging painting came off, and fell right on his lap.

He gasped, was shocked and stared at the object quickly. He thought that if a ghost tried to touch him, it turned out to be just a strange, realistic painting. How thought.

He looked at the painting, flipping his frame. Flashlight still faithfully accompanied, and his eyebrows furrowed when reading the writing for writing around the frame of the painting.

He read the numbers I made, as well as names written using old spelling. A smile expanded on his lips, and his eyes twinkled with light.

"Well?!" He sighed, moving from his seat. In his eyes stick to the painting while saying. "Master!! I. I managed to find him! I managed to find a piece of evidence that this boy left behind for the holy man. I've successfully fulfilled one of the missions you've been given."

I stared fixedly, as if preparing to swallow him alive.

But the fun disappeared for a moment. He frowned, looking around the closet. "But one more thing I asked for I didn't find. You said you were in the art room, but I only found a painting, where are the others?" his mind is full of worries.

"Now I have to complete one mission first. One more thing, I'll look for it after this. I gotta hurry, I gotta hurry..."

"...Destroying the evidence, which Adam Suganda had left behind, for a man in the future, named..."

"Game Suganda!" he said, it made me feel shocked when I heard it.

"What did you say? A.. Cram.. Suganda?"

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...Seriate......