Beautiful In Dark

03. Her name

Don't know then no dear

The proverb is true



Lita slowly opened her eyes, grimacing softly while holding her head. The girl then sat weak, until she finally realized that she did not know where she was now.

“Finally aware also si eneng.”

Lita looked at the voice of a young man. The young man who had this several times had an amazing effect on him.

Even to faint like this. What an amazing young man.

“Gue where?”

“My house.”

Lita gasped slowly, but tried to remain calm. He must be smart in managing his facial expression, especially in front of people he does not know.

Finding Lita's expression that was like holding back anger, Darka quickly told Lita the situation was happening.

“Lo just fainted. Well, that fits the same I, ya—automatically I'm carrying lo to the car. Why did I bring you here? The answer is, because I goru lo home where.”

Lita watched Darka's expression in silence. Trying to find the lie from that handsome face.

Unfortunately, what he was looking for did not exist. The young man was completely honest with his words.

“This is why I am not macem ama lo. Just good intentions. Swear by.” Darka raised two fingers to form the V sign.

“Nih, drink first,” Darka thrust a glass of cold water on Lita. Lita just looked at the glass with the owner of the hand.

“Selaw. This is no champion let you not faint look at me.” Darka moved the glass closer to Lita. “Curvy of my hands pegel nih.”

“Letakin.”

“Hah?” darka asked confusedly.

“Letakin on the table.”

Darka gulped. This was the second time he had heard the girl speak. Darka imagines he is talking to Scared Riana, who is a ghost.

“Su—suanya do not serem-serem very dong, Neng. Serem euy,” said Darka clutching his chest. While Lita ignored the handsome young man while drinking cold water earlier.

Lita's view is then directed at every corner of this house. The house is quite large, but there are many inhabitants. They looked at Lita with different looks. Some were cynical, some were friendly smiles, and some were staring with mocking looks.

“Neng, approx—"

“My name is not neng.”

Again Lita cut off Darka's words. Darka clenched his hands. Feeling furious at this girl in front of him. “Makanya, young. We must be acquaintances,” said Darka softly. “Still mending tablets I call, neng. If I call you baby, kan—,”

“Gue Jelita.”

Darka frowning. “Name of lo Jelita?”

“Jelita Geannesa. Satisfied?”

“PUAS REALLY DONG,” cried Darka excited, more precisely release. Darka cleared his throat slowly, then reached out to get acquainted. “Gue Darka Samudra.”

Lita just looked at that hand. Understanding the situation, Darka pulled his hand away from in front of Lita while putting on a matted face.

“Iya is yes. Not muhrim.” Darka resigned.

Then things became quiet. Lita just sat quietly, looking at the surrounding which there are still many wandering residents. All stared at Lita, as if their attention was only for a Jelita Geannesa. Suddenly the girl felt uncomfortable.

Not only was that what made him uncomfortable, but the young man who was beside him as well. Lita was able to catch through the tail of her eyes that the young man was looking at her with an unreadable look.

The girl's heart was beating even more when she heard the creatures become excited. The uncertain sounds he heard were disturbing his hearing. He could not catch what they all meant. It's so weird.

While Darka was unaware of the situation the girl was in. Sure oes. Now he was sitting sideways, completely facing Lita. Look at the girl flatly.

Does this girl really have no expression on her face? Why is she not excited like other girls when meeting a Darka Ocean? This girl looked at him with a disgusted look—, perhaps.

“Lo no allergies huh?” tanya Darka made Lita flinch slowly.

Darka was clucking, “I have been slow also you are surprised so. Scared of me?” ask Darka nyolot.

Lita fell silent, not answering all of Darka's questions. He was still looking ahead, hearing those voices incessantly.

“Lo why the hell?” Darka was about to touch the girl but Lita immediately dodged.

“Do not touch me,” said Lita full of emphasis. “Gue want nanya—"

Damnit. Lita was almost lost.

“Serious you want my name?” Darka was excited. “What's beautiful? Ask me for sure I answered hehehehehe.”

Lita bit her lip, afraid to ask Darka anything that bothered her. He was disinclined because this was the first time Lita had met Darka.

New time first met even nanya, ‘Ehh this lo home a lot of ghosts huh?’ Entar who has a house turns out to be nothing even moved from this house. In this house is large and large.

“Right so. I want to go home,” Lita moved from her seat, took the bag and was about to go home. Besides, these creatures don't really make him comfortable. He would have beaten them all if there was no Darka now.

“Gue anter how?” tanya Darka offered herself.

“Entai.”

“Ck, selling expensive very,” said Darka furious. “Udah let me anter aja.” Darka is still pushy.

Lita looked into Darka's eyes sharply. I am angry at this young man. Just the first time you met it has made it uncomfortable, how about continuing until finally getting to know each other and then making friends?

Lita would have had the intention to poison the young man.

Rather than Darka forcing her further, Lita immediately walked quickly out of the house, ignoring the cries of Darka who kept calling out to her.

In front of the house Lita passed by a middle-aged man. Darka's Dad. The girl kept looking down, without a smile.

Darka's father raised an eyebrow, especially after Darka appeared chasing after the girl.

“Darka, where are you going?”

Darka sneered, not turning his head in response to his father. Darka really should avoid his father. His premonition was not good, saying that his father would definitely offend something unpleasant to him.

“DARKA.”

Darka was about to take another step, but the voice of his father who so loudly called his name made him unable to dodge anymore.

He closed his eyes tightly, clenching both hands holding back the already heightened emotions. If only the one who called him was not his father, this young man would have punched the face that people said had a firm and authoritative aura.

Lita also stopped, but not because of the voice of the middle-aged man who called his only son. But, the right creature stood not far from where it stopped.

“Follow Dad or Dad your law.”

Darka immediately turned around, walking past his father just like that. His eyes had already turned red holding everything back. I don't know. He had not been scolded just had reacted like this let alone scolded later.

The footsteps of the two people were getting further away, making Lita glance slightly back.

Darka and his father, just like him and his father at home.

I wonder what will happen to both of them. However, the curiosity he had to endure because the door of the house was tightly closed.

Thankfully, at least with the door tightly closed, her curiosity also closed.

Lita put on the hood of her jacket, covering her head and a little face. As well as avoiding the gaze of the creature who was still looking at him in silence.

Lita's forehead shriveled until it fused, not knowing who the creature was. If usually he would know by looking at the surrounding subtle-creatures once, but this time was different.

That thing is just like Darka. Makes him curious and confused to know nothing.

Lita shook her small head. He left that house. Never mind, it's none of his business.

Unfortunately, the creature had already tagged Lita to deal with her.