My World is Becoming Different
Rest ~ Snake sacred ladder #5
Seeing Tazkia and Faris stepping away from there, Sinta immediately ran and was about to chase after the two.
"DON'T RUN AWAY, I HAVE TO KILL HIM!" shout Sinta.
Prasetia and Aditya who knew Sinta would pursue Tazkia and Faris then immediately pulled Sinta's hand, Aditya tried to snatch the knife from Sinta's hand and then kicked it away when the knife was released from Sinta's hand. While Prasetia held Sinta's body tightly so as not to escape and chased after Tazkia and Faris.
"GIVEN YOU ALL! HE MUST DIE!" sinta yelled thrashing ronta.
"Lo must often call deh Sin, it seems like a very tacky dedemit in elo!" aditya said while holding Sinta's hand.
"Can I not be Dit? at least help the cake prayer let Sinta be aware" said Prasetia upset because Aditya continues to grumble.
"This is also right I've helped as much as I can Pras, lo lama like mother mother huh? can not be nyerocos mulu" said Aditya did not want to lose.
When the two were busy fighting with their mouths, that is where Sinta had a gap and pushed both of them until Aditya and Prasetia bounced quite far.
Sinta, who had escaped from the handle of the two, then immediately ran quite fast towards the cafe following Tazkia and Faris there.
"Pras why did you justin Sinta get away anyway?" aditya half yelled.
"He slit your mouth that can't be pinned!" prasetia said she did not want to lose while getting up.
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Back to the cafe
Hearing that Tazkia was fine, Faris seemed relieved a little, he then sat his butt next to Tazkia, while Tazkia who knew it then leaned his head slightly on Faris' shoulder and closed his eyes slowly. Faris stroked Tazkia's hair slowly and kissed her head on top, both of them then fell silent and enjoyed each other's time, as if recording each other every moment they spent together like now.
"If I don't survive in this game, you have to move on with your life Ris!" tazkia said arriving while still closing her eyes.
Faris who heard that was of course a little surprised, because only this time Tazkia said the words desperately.
"No going Ki! I won't let that happen." Faris said firmly and did not want to be denied.
Just now the two of them enjoy the moment together, whether it comes from where and when it starts, Tazkia's hair suddenly feels like in the jam from the area on the mini bar table to make Tazkia in pain. Faris, who realized something was strange, got up to see whose hand Tazkia was drawing.
When Faris got up, on the mini bar table Sinta was already squatting there with a terrible look on her face and a fizzing mouth until her saliva fell down and stuck out long.
"Let go of your hands!" said Faris while helping to remove the grip of Sinta's hand from Tazkia's hair.
Tazkia who is in the middle position of pain can only follow the direction of the pull of Sinta's hand, he can fight only the greatest possibility that all his hair will be loose or the worst part may be his head that will be released, he could be, when considering now Sinta is possessed which of course the power increases many times.
"Sovereignly aware! don't be like this Sin.." said Tazkia trying to resuscitate Sinta.
"HAHAHAHA YOU HAVE TO DIE SO THAT THE GAME CAN CONTINUE!" say Sinta.
Faris was still trying to remove the grip of Sinta's hand from Tazkia's hair, until then Sinta who was upset because everyone was stopping her from killing Tazkia, who was not the only one who had killed her, then immediately pushed Faris firmly until Faris fell and crashed into the lower closet.
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While near the bookshelf, Prasetia who was about to catch up with Sinta who stepped chasing towards the cafe, then stopped her footsteps when crossing the wooden board containing the snake ladder game.
"Dit stop!" prasetia half shouted.
Aditya then stopped his steps when he heard Prasetia's call just now, then walked closer to where Prasetia was.
"What's Pras?" ask Aditya.
"There's something we missed from the clue that appeared on this game board Dit, look at it!" prasetia said while pointing towards the writing on the wooden board.
Congratulations you get the stairs and can pass two boxes at once, darlingA two pawns can not be one. You have to get rid of one of them! to be able to clean up the game.
Aditya looked at the clue carefully, but he still did not understand what Prasetia meant.
"What the hell is Pras? isn't that the same?" aditya said while scratching his nape that did not itch.
"Look carefully! shouldn't capital letters be used at the beginning of a sentence and after a period? while the writing contained in this clue, there are capital letters randomly and in different sentences." said Prasetia while thinking what the meaning of the random capital letters.
"Yes, what's the problem?" aditya asked again still did not understand.
"God! try to look good and combine capital letters with random positions and should not be!" prasetia's orders were upset.
"L A N J U T, isn't it?" aditya asked as he looked towards Prasetia.
"Yep, if the clue tells us to get rid of one of them in order to continue the game, but on the other hand the capital letter in the clue tells us to continue. Doesn't that mean there are two choices in that clue Dit?" prasetia said later, while Aditya, whose IQ is not too high, heard an explanation from Prasetia as if only in the right ear and out of the left ear. "That means we can choose one of them Dit! we don't have to kill each other, but we can continue the game." Prasetia said again when she saw Aditya still looking at her confusedly.
Prasetia then sat down and prepared to play, because after Sinta it was his turn to play and throw the dice.
"Lo sure Pras?" ask Aditya.
"Hopefully my guess is correct" Prasetia said as she threw her chest.
The dice that Prasetia threw stopped at number 4, with slowly Prasetia's pawns began to appear and run according to the numbers listed on the dice.
You stop at box number 4, for the next 4 hours is quiet time for the players, enjoy a break.
Seeing the writing appear on the board makes Aditya and Prasetia breathe a sigh of relief because Prasetia's guess is right, the two then embrace each other and are grateful for what Prasetia just obtained.
"We made it."
Seriate
