Beautiful In Dark

14. Will Be Friends

I need you, your phone number

Call me if you need it too

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Lita is shocked when she gets Sandi, Putra, and Anwar standing in front of her class. Making Lita the center of attention after a long time inaudible.

"You ... what is it?"

"EH CANTIIIK!" The son instantly ambushed as soon as he saw Lita out of the classroom.

"Surge the bego slashed Darka lo later." Anwar immediately struck the Son and pulled him back.

"Hi Lita." Now it's Sandi's turn to go forward. He raised his eyebrows while in a macho style that even made Lita hurt her eyes to see him.

Anwar sighed and covered Sandi, making the young man protest. "We need your help" he said without further ado.

Lita alternately looked at Anwar, Sandi, and Putra who had a serious face. It must have something to do with Darka. "If I could help, I would help."

Anwar seemed happy to hear Lita's answer, his eyes twinkling, his smile expanding. "Thanks, Lit! Lo the best is the point!"

"Yes, what do you want me to help you with?"

***

Apparently true as Lita suspected, this is about Darka. Anwar showed Darka a chair that since the first lesson the young man had never left. All three said that Darka had always been like that since two weeks ago.

Two weeks had indeed passed since that night Darka told Lita about everything. The young man drifted away on his own, leaving Lita in a dilemma. Even when the girl tries to get close like she did in the library, Darka doesn't want to see Lita.

"Gue wants the old Darka, Lit. Who are not moody rich gini," said Sandi. Followed by a nod from Anwar and Putra.

"He's been rich since he's not the same. Why are you guys anyway?" Anwar was curious. But Lita just shook her head at the sign there was nothing she needed to answer.

It seemed, Darka had never told anyone that. Even his three best friends. But why would Darka tell Lita? Why should it be that girl?

"Now, you three are quite focused on Darka and entertain him. About me with Darka. That I can finish myself." Lita smiled thinly to convince Anwar, Sandi, and Putra. The girl also did not want to continue seeing Darka gloomily. Moreover, Lita felt this was her fault.

"How do you think?"

Lita thought hard, followed by Anwar, Sandi, and Putra who. An idea suddenly popped into his mind. "Do you know what Darka fears the most?"

The son snapped his finger. "Ghost!"

Lita spontaneously turned to her right and left, thinking the Son saw a ghost. "Eh-what?"

"Lo inget not really fitting Persami Darka screams escape fit jury malem? Even the trembling in the tent was so afraid of him!"

When it comes to the disgrace of friends, this Son is the most clever to bring up.

"OH YEAH I WANT TO GET A BLOB OF HAHAHAH!" Sandi laughed the hardest while Anwar focused on the plan that Lita would say.

"We're afraid she's wearing a ghost?" but Anwar came up with the idea first. Lita hesitated a little, Sandi and Putra immediately nodded in agreement.

"We're afraid in the house he's at home with the people!"

"It's usually Darka's way home from school alone. Dad and his mom work, the maid is not in the main house, so automatically just Darka." Anwar explained.

Lita looked at them one by one. "You sure?"

"SURELY DONG!"

***

"Gue don't ngeti y'all kambet what sampe maksa want to play in my house today." Darka clicked while opening the door of his house.

"Well, you're going to play at your house so you're not alone." The son stepped in.

"Again, not afraid of being alone every day?" Fishing password.

Darka only glanced at it and climbed the stairs. "So, it's normal."

"Eh, Ka. I'm gonna pee first like, where?" Anwar started to run the action. Darka pointed at one of the guest-only bathrooms downstairs.

"When I was the same age, my house is still not good."

Anwar just chuckled and moved down. Sandi and Putra continued to babble along the way until they entered Darka's room. After Darka dissolves in Sandi and Putra's talk, Darka's room lights suddenly go out.

"Eh, why?"

"YAHHHH!!"

Anwar's voice screamed from downstairs, followed by the sound of falling and breaking. Darka turned his head, just as another voice followed.

"WAR!"

It must be just Darka's illusion. There can't be that girl in this house. Why is he here anyway? Darka must have heard wrong. But a bad feeling enveloped him until Darka's hair bristled.

"Same Lo Sandi go to the back garden, turn on the down power center!" Darka immediately turned on the flash light on his phone and ran out of the room. Sandi looked at each other with the Son in the room, thinking the same thing.

"Awhile, is there a scenario Anwar as Lita screams that?"

Sandi shakes. "No, we're just taking Lita who's been wearing a ghost costume to Darka's house, continue to fear Darka when Darka again take a drink for us in the kitchen, Anwar was supposed to go downstairs just to get Lita-"

***

Darka was shocked when his living room turned dark. The curtains were closed, all lights were off, even the daylight from outside was difficult to enter, as if someone was blocking him from making Darka's house as dark as night.

"Anwar! Where is anwar lo?!" Darka circles his strangely distant home to find Anwar. "Anwar?!"

The drap! The drap! The drap!

From the corner of her eye, Darka caught a small child with pale skin running so fast that it disappeared from sight. For God's sake Darka was scared to death. But he has to find Anwar and ... Litta.

"Lita! Where's lita lo?!" Darka called out in frustration. "JEL!" his yell.

Someone pulled his shoulder from behind, Darka shouted louder while closing his eyes.

"Dark! It's me Lita!"

Darka who was curled up on the floor hesitantly opened his eyes. But the girl in front of him was now really Lita. Really Jeli.

"Don't be afraid! They'll be more brutal if you're scared!" Lita reminded. "Lo's house has a lot of negative aura."

Lita looked around her while Darka took the opportunity to observe the line of the face of the girl he had not seen for a long time. But Darka immediately withdraws his desire to observe Lita longer and focus on Lita's previous sentence.

"Where are you from?"

Lita glanced at Darka nervously. He accidentally said it because he saw Darka panic and fear. This was the first time Lita saw Darka who was notoriously tough being Darka who was shriveled at the dreaded thing.

"Gue can see those you can't see."

Darka. "So that's why-in the ladies' toilet back then!"

"We don't have Darka time! Anwar doesn't know where! Sandi and Son also-"

"They're in the back garden. Let's just say, this must be their job to bring you here, right?" Darka had been suspicious from the start, but he never thought they would go as far as bringing Lita into his home.

"Means Anwar." Lita sighed.

"Lo can upset them, right?"

"If I can squirm them doesn't mean I can kick them out, Darka."

"Lo's gotta try!" Darka shuddered in fear. "Lo must know how tormented I am if alone and constantly feeling creepy right?"

Lita bit her lips. She could not be suppressed like this, Lita so panicked and did not know what to do.

"Lo can do it, Jel." Darka looked at Lita with confidence. The gaze that Lita once made into a fire to ignite her courage. "Or if you don't want me to open a card in front of a lot of people," he threatened in the midst of complicated circumstances that make Lita want to bang him at that time.

"For your information, I also have a lo card, Darka Samudra."

Darka growling. "Just try, Jel," her whine became like a child.

Lita sighed. He was also a little curious if he could really throw them away? In the end the girl hesitated.

"Where do they appear often?"

Darka pointed at his kitchen.

***

Lita took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. It didn't take long for the ghosts of the little boy to gather in front of him.

Darka could see nothing. But the young man could feel the atmosphere suddenly becoming hot and cold. The glasses in his kitchen were moving small. While Lita was undaunted from where she was standing even though Darka could see the girl's hand trembling slightly.

"Go, not in this house. Don't bother Darka."

"We promise not to bother you again! But please don't push!"

"passenger! We're just hitchhiking!"

Darka could hear whispers though small. He kept watching Lita who spoke slowly. Then suddenly the curtains in his house opened again, the lights lit up, the sunlight came in, and most importantly Anwar.

He had already returned after unconsciously walking alone in the front garden and circling it over and over again.

"Gue doesn't know what if there's no lo, Jel."

Lita put her index finger in front of her lips, a sign Darka should keep secret what she saw today. Even to Anwar, Sandi, and Putra. Darka also tells Lita not to talk about what she said before and not to tell anyone.

"If there's anything, I can ask you for more help, right?"

"They won't bother you anymore, I'm sure."

Darka reached into his pocket and handed Lita the phone he took. "lo number. I can't calm down if you don't love me."

Lita picked it up and wrote the number. "Don't call or chat if it doesn't matter."

"What if you miss?"

"Get started, Darka."

Darka laughs. Now he can be more relieved after opening everything to Lita and the girl also did the same. Makes Darka feel trusted and recognized as a friend. Thousands of butterflies tickle his stomach.

And most importantly, Darka got Lita's number!