The Bukit Atas Heritage House
SEARCHING FOR JASMINE

I ran like a lost man, I walked around every corner of the house, shouting to call out Melati's name. Seeing that I was panicking, everyone panicked, and ran to and fro. Mas Parjo and mas Tonopun came looking to get outside the gate of the house.

"Melatiii...dek Melatiiii, where are you deck ?," said I was almost desperate.

"Oh Allah, what is this?, what is my fault, O Allah ?...Melatii..dek Melatiii!!, where are you deck ?...huhuhuhuhu."

Mas Tono approached me, trying to calm me down.

"Please, let's find it again, we'll cover all the places here. Relax, my mother."

I nodded. Far away I saw Fatimah with her coat in search, her face looked very pale. I approached him.

"Fatimah.. Rest!, you are sick. I don't want you to why."

"No, I'm okay koq."

"However, your face is pale Fatimah. I've taken you home."

As I accompanied his footsteps, his body suddenly collapsed, and fell right in front of me.

"Why are you why?, wake up Fatimah !!."

I held her body.astaga, her body was very hot.

Without asking permission, Kyai Hasan, I put his body into the house. The smell of his body was very close to my nose. I look at her face which even without makeup polish looks very beautiful and beautiful. aaakkhh.

Seeing me carrying Fatimah, Kyai Hasan ran over.

"Why do you want to leave."

"So Fatimah fell down, I'm sorry to carry her body."

Kyai can understand and accept my reasons. I lay that beautiful body in my room, his body looks very weak.

mas Linggar.mas Linggar.

"I'm here Fatimah, I'm next to you," I squeezed her fingers, she's still delirious, she's so hot.

Sister Karina took the thermometer, 39.2.

"God is very tall."

Karina walked to the p3k box, got her a heat-lowering drug, and swiftly put it in Fatimah's mouth.

uhekkkk.

Fatimah vomits. The medicine that had entered was spewed out again. Sister Karina gave me another heat-lowering drug, and told me to clean up the vomit that was dirtying my clothes and pants. Fatimah looked calmer.

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The search for Melati continued, but Kyai Hasan, asked me to keep Fatimah.

Until the afternoon of the search for Melati did not produce results. I'm sure as sure as I can be, Melati is still here and she needs me, to help her.

At night using a flashlight I walk around every corner of the house. I intentionally didn't tell anyone. I just want my search unknown to the villain.

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I continued down the side of the garden, until somewhere, I heard the conversation.

"Where are you hiding Jasmine's body."

"He's dead."

"What ?, bi** you, why did you kill him ?."

"I couldn't do anything, he kept rebelling. And he's threatening to divulge our secret."

"But you don't have to kill him !,"

plaque.

"Pstttt...hush still..or you will experience something similar, like him."

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I can't wait, I want to step up. When my feet started to move, there was a hand holding it.

"Patience.we see what they're doing here."

I looked over in shock, I saw Kyai Hasan crouching next to me. Holding my shoulders, and gesturing me not to provoke them.