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Drops by drops of blood flowing from Nilam's nose soaked the bedsheet. A pungent fishy smell spread across the room. The body that could not move made Nilam resignedly close his eyes strong.

Feeling the owner of that invisible cold breath seemed to suck blood from his body. The more out Nilam felt weak. Until then his body felt floating, while trying to open his eyes darkened.

A second later, Nilam's face was face down on the spot, wet with a pool of blood on his mattress.

***

In the Dark Hamlet, an old man sat down seemingly sitting cross-legged, in the darkness. Suddenly he nodded backwards. Instantly also his mouth grimaced with a hand rubbing his chest.

“Sial! What does that kid have that I find hard to get?!” Full of anger he rampaged, hitting the ground and kicking the grass.

The girl who was marked as the ninth virgin was not easily obtained like the previous victim. While the mark has been permanent there, it will make him have to keep trying.

“He must die! Must die!!” he grumbled while clawing at the ground with long black nails.

Signs that have been embedded must be sacrificed. The black magic that is deepening requires the ultimate collision, for the sake of perfection. If the figure that has been marked off the possibility that he will be the victim, weapons eat sir!

The old man certainly didn't want to. Either way, the victim has to lose. He was very curious, what was with the girl until it was difficult to get her soul?

***

“Ni, Nilam?”

The knock turned pounding, instantly moving Nilam's body which was still cupped. His eyes opened slowly, gathering full awareness that seemed to have wandered from the body. After realizing that Nilam jumped

waking up, his pale face lifted straight glancing at the wall clock. At seven.

There was nothing strange about him, as if what happened last night was just a dream.

The call sounded again. A patchouli spring rose out of the room and opened the front door.

Dian was already standing at the door, with Mr. Min and a house security guard named Mang Didin.

“Tumben getting up late? From earlier elo called-call,” grumbled Dian welcomed the girl whose hair was fickle.

Nilam replied with a small smile, rubbing his eyes that were exposed to the glare of the sun.

“Around Babe immediately fix his pipe, Neng,” interrupted Mr. Min.

“Oh, yes, Mr. Min. Sorry ... very good sleep,” said Nilam grimaced while letting Mr. Min enter.

The middle-aged man looked doubtful, coding the large-bodied Mang Didin to enter first. Maybe I still remember what happened yesterday afternoon.

“I also entered today, yesterday I missed the boss,” said Nilam still at the door. Dian's already wearing a work shirt ready to go.

“Elo start work, Ni? Not that your leave is a week, is it still seven days tomorrow?”

"Pengen aja, bosen at kos own.”

“But ... you really don't papa, right?” Dian touched Nilam's forehead, making sure the girl was healthy. His face looks very pale.

“Not pa-pa. I'm healthy, kok,” Nilam said holding Dian's hand, help stick evenly to the forehead cheek up to his neck, while smiling.

“It's normal, not hot ..” Dian muttering. “Lo picked up Juju, right?” continues asking.

“Yes, who else is it? Juju was all in one for me, hahaa,” Nilam's laughter was answered Dian with a light pinch on her arm.

“Kasian tau just considered temen, his sacrifice has made a lot elo.”

“Neng, i-that's the pipe all right. No one's missing, who fixed it?” said Mr. Min who suddenly appeared from behind. Mang Didin also put on a astonished face.

“Nobody fixed, Sir.”

“Iya it is like before, there is no smell too,” said Mr. Min again.

Everyone was silent, looking at each other.

Mr. Min quickly said goodbye because he felt creepy, Mang Didin also left after giving a message if there was one

anything Nilam should immediately contact them in front. The girl nodded though slightly gaping, astonished.

Stay Dian who shriveled his forehead, wanted to ask but urung because Nilam quickly told him to leave.

“Slow absent pay cut later,” Nilam's tease makes him spring back to the room.

Nilam's eyes momentarily rounded, turning slowly towards the back, thinking of the broken pipe line seen yesterday with his own eyes, the stench, and. Didn't want to think much of the girl going back to the room, getting ready to take a shower and work again today.

Patchouli as if easily forgotten in a series of strange events to him. There is no fear and no disturbance. It seemed to come and go without leaving a trace in memory.

***

In the front house, a young man appears riding a large motorcycle into the yard, meeting Babe who is cradling a bird in a cage.

The potbellied man was this early filling his time with routine work. Bathe the bird and clean the golden-coloured carved cage.

“Eh, Juki you just showed up. Udeh in work?” Babe greeted the tall young man who was none other than the son of Maemunah's sister.

 “Lah elu, ape-ape Patchouli. I know you demen ama die. Until returning home aja belain anter.”

Juju scratching his head. “Ah, Babe. This ‘kan ordinary ojek free invitation dateng,” answer cengengesan.

The young man took a seat in the rattan chair in front of the house. His knees were swaying, looking very agitated.

 “Pick up ape pick up? Usually you come slow, until the Nilam who is waiting. Gua can guess you've been married, ye?” Shoot Babe without breaking and straighten Juju's face.

“Ih, Babe. Juki come in first ah, Be.”

“Log into ape house to the back sono?”

“Ya, to home, Be. Take a ride for breakfast.” Juju left Babe who was gushing with laughter seeing her face growing red.

In the spacious kitchen Juju sat down with Maemunah who was weeding vegetables. Then Juju sat down at the dining table, on the kitchen porch. The spacious backyard is topped with a stainless canopy, overlooking the spice plants and flowers belonging to the tantenya, commonly called Encing or Cing.

Breakfast with omelet, and jengkol stews enjoyed Juju with a feeling of remorse. Since last night his heart has been working abnormally. He was worried about Nilam's situation.

Since coming from the girl's village, Juju felt his mind could not be separated from Nilam. The danger his friend had experienced was very disturbing.

They work in the same restaurant. He helped Nilam get in as Waiter. However, that nimble and clever girl had her career dashed fast. Nilam is being groomed to hold the Headwaiter, though it still helps to handle customers.

Juju who still survive in the position of Captain Waiter also feel happy with the development of Nilam.

After breakfast, Juju looked at the clock at the wrist, pointing at the half-eight for less than five minutes. They should have left already.

 [Gue is waiting ahead.]

Chat Juju login sent contact Nilam Cantix.

In his room a smile rose on Nilam's lips. His finger typed a short reply.

[Okey, Ju, one second.]

Nilam finished eating two packs of instant noodles. He took a shower and put on his work uniform. His long hair was allowed to unravel. Uniform covered blazer navy. After wearing leather stocking with black shoes, she rolled into the front house.

 “Ni,” greet the tall young man as soon as Nilam is seen. Juju's been waiting on the terrace.

“Udah long waitin?”

Juju opens her mouth and answers to stop when Babe gets ahead.

“Already from dark earlier,” said Babe tight while chuckling. For a moment Nilam and Juju looked at each other, holding back a smile

 “We leave, Be.” Juju quickly got up from sitting down to greet his uncle.

 “Iye, carefully bring people's children,” message Babe by pressing the word ‘people’ make both laughs grin.

Juju first introduced Nilam to the Babe family, since the girl was still working as a shampooer

at the Ayyi Salon, not far from his home.

He also invited the natural-looking village girl to join the Korean Lovers Club children, namely Korean Lovers which become a forum for young people to express, develop themselves, know the Korean culture and language.

During joining Nilam felt his insight increased about the ginseng country, although he had never

set foot there.

Their club is sponsored by the owner of K-Food Restaurant, which has many branches in the capital and several major cities around it. This master restaurant is where Nilam and Juju work. In addition to his salary above UMR, the cozy atmosphere of the restaurant also makes them work with pleasure.

The black ninja motorbike arrived at the Food Court parking area.

Nilam got off the bike, gave his helmet to Juju.

“Why, anyway, see that?” Nilam asked to see Juju looking at him for a long time, not a nosy look as usual, but the astonished look— looked at him intently as if researching something.

“Juju!” nilam was upset that his question was not answered.

The young man was shocked and spoke. “Kok, weird, yeah. I was boncengin loe heavy, yes, Ni?”

Nilam's eyes rounded as he approached Juju's face. “You mean I'm fat now?”

“Eh, no. Strangely enough, it felt the same weight of Cing at that time. All I ever told you,” said Juju honestly, as they stepped in the side door of the special employees.

He once hugged Maemunah, after delivering Nilam. His mother's brother asked to come to his house, usually riding in Babe's car, but at that time Babe was out. Because the rear passenger weighs many times more than the person in front of him, Juju's motor several times lost balance. After that Juju always hoped that the fattened aunt would not force anymore to ask for a ride.

 “Ngaco, um, when I was coupled with Nyak.” Nilam's lips pursed, ignoring Juju who still explained that his thin body weight felt like five times.

 Is there anyone else living in Nilam's body? Instantly the feathers all over Juju stood up.

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