
Sundays. As usual at home. Outside the rain, the electricity went out. Ahah, the more males deh me. My parents are also leaving. My brother, studying at his friend's house. My house is empty of humans besides me. Only the sound of television and mobile phone notifications fill the house. It was a lonely Sunday.
What a good holiday? Watching television, Bosen too. Go to the supermarket, there's nothing I want to buy. Going to the cinema, ogah ah raining too. Hmm, I'll call a friend.
I checked my friend's phone number, but nothing was active. I scroll-scroll turned out to be the active Si Mira. Actually ogah also called him, because if he said the same he must be ghost continued. Well, it's okay than being lonely at home, talking to that indigo kid.
"P. "
"Yes. "
"Temenin dong Mir, I'm lonely again. "
"Oh, I happened to pass in front of your house. "
"You guys stop by. "
New mbales chattan suddenly his man has appeared in front of me.
"Eh, if you come excuse me first napa, like a ghost. "
"Sorry, he said lonely. That's why I came straight away. Later on, fear of anything happening. "
"Where were you going? "
"To the grave. "
"Well? "
"Decare you, time doesn't know if I go to the cemetery to do anything? "
"Crazy. It could rain like this to the grave. Understandably, kamukan indigo. "
"But really, your house is very quiet. Until I see nothing here. "
"Fatefully I was lonely. "
Not long after, I went to the kitchen to get some food and drinks for Mira. Just returning to the living room, suddenly the plastic glass on the table fell on its own. I did not dare to look, and immediately accelerated my steps towards the living room.
"You just saw the glass fall by itself, huh? " how does he know?
"Yes, you know? "
"Obviously, that's my theme. If I go, they will follow. They're three, they're 10. One was always beside me, the other liked to watch me from the entrance, the other liked to be ignorant. But be calm, they are good. "
"Yes, but if you go home, take it home too. You're horrified, if I'm at home alone continue to temen you terrorize me. "
"Yes, relax and come home with me. "
"By the way, where are you going after graduating from High School? "
"I'm actually going to college, but my mom says I have to go straight to work. My mom is about to retire. "
"So, you work straight away? "
"Think about it, also enjoy working while in college. You are alone Na? "
"I can work, can go to college, if anyone has been to the same room directly married. "
"It's okay to get married, so if there's anything there's a nolongin. "
"I mean anything? "
"It's okay. "
Mira accompanied me all morning afternoon until afternoon. Most talk about ghosts, as usual. Sometimes I also talked to his ghost friend through his intermediary. Being friends with Mira made me get rid of my bad thoughts about ghosts. In fact, ghosts are also like humans, some are good and some are bad.
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At school, Mira is a quiet and anti-social child. He prefers to talk to himself and laugh at himself on his bench in the back corner. Sometimes there are boys who reprimand him for "Freaky boy "Crazy man", but their fate after saying so, arguably unlucky. Some children scream hysterically and some are possessed. Therefore, be careful if the same my friend this one.
Physically, Mira is quite beautiful. Her hair is braided by centipedes. The body is not too tall and ideal. Actually, there are also many guys who have a crush on him. But knowing that he is an indigo child, they also confine his intention to deletin Mira.
But if you have any interest in being Mira's bluff, it's okay to call my phone number which has expired its active period.
Once Mira took me to her friend's house. More precisely the guts test anyway, because his friend was living in an empty house of Dutch heritage. The house is similar to those in horror movies in general. Just now I entered the house with Mira, my hair has stood up all like an electrocuted person.
The more you enter the house, the darker it becomes. I turned on the flashlight, while Mira called out someone's name. We stopped in front of a room with a wooden door. After we opened slowly. The sound of the old door kreeek. Jumpshare!
Such was the story of adventuring with Mira at her friend's house. "What woy tells is unclear. " Don't make a fuss. If you want to know the story further please refer to the continuation of this story. This is a story about Mira. I was afraid to tell my own story about him. You see, where there's Mira, there's a ghost.
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Last week was off, now Tuesday is off again. Keep Monday in by yourself. It's called a pinch day. Wednesday also continues until January 2. Ortu went again out of town there is a project, adek also went to his house until the new year's holiday runs out. Alone I am at home. Uh Om Author, please me dong. "No way, I have business. " I'm really, really stingy. How should I dong? "Get out of the house, it's still morning. Do not keep nolep at home. " But I fell out of Thor's house, forced wherever I went. "I don't know and I don't want to know. Okay, bye. " Yes, the author is evil. Do you want a Temenin Om Editor? Om editor, I'm a dong."Crick krik krik. " Even the heeeh crickets.
On the advice of the author, I decided to leave the house. The clock shows seven more than ten minutes. Instead of joining the street, mending me to the supermarket ajalah. In the supermarket, I asked the cashier "Mas, if you no longer have a good job what is it? " "Sleep Ma'am. " "When you can't sleep? " "Find job. " "Oh, that's it. " I ended up applying for a job at the supermarket just to eliminate boredom and instead of joining is not clear, all work here. Not bad, the result is to buy the latest novel or comic.
"Eh Ma'am, isn't that his house next door? " ask my cashier.
"Yes, why? "
"Oh, know me Briyan. "
"I'm Fiana. "
"And this is where the love story of Briyan and Fiana began. A romantic, humorous, sweet love story. The unexpected will be here. And the unanswered things will be answered here. However, as the story goes, it remains interspersed with the strange confusions of Fiana's friends. Fiana can still talk to me. But sometimes the talk also pokes my heart. But it's okay because it's a humorous story, hopefully amused. "
"Well, I was an idol? I just got it. " Pretend not to know.
"We're a school of the time don't know. "
"Well, when I was told to know everyone in High School, they were a lot of Yan. "
"That's because you're in class, eat it once out dong. "
"Yes, yes, but later. We have a long holiday. Which class are you in? "
"I'm IPA class 1. "
"Uwiiih, pinter dong you? "
"No, my grade is still 95. "very arrogant.
"My parents also told me to go to IPA, but I was lazy so I majored in languages. My hobby is reading novels. "
"I also like to read novels. What genre? "
"I love horror, thrillers, science fiction, the same mystery. "
"Crazy. Serem is very appetizing. I just read a new horror novel one chapter afraid of three days and three nights. "
"It means you are mentally weak. Try to go to the bathroom, so don't be timid. "
"What does fear have to do with the bathroom? "
"There's no one. Yes, I want to do something first. The stock refrigerator is already abis tuh. " Descending from the conversation.
Huh, I almost lost it if I have a hobby in the bathroom. "Hayo, say no. " Consideration, The Perverted Author is back again. Give cheers to the author. "Prok prok prok. " "Who is applauding? I don't feel like I'm renting an audience. " Hantom kali. Mira played at my house yesterday. "Lo don't kidnakutin me dong Na, I wrote this story alone at home. " I don't want to know and don't care. Maybe behind Bang Author there is a nemenin tuh, hehehe joked.
About Briyan, it turns out that he just found out that he was his house next to the supermarket. Bad huh? The neighbors themselves do not know. Just understand this nolep child like me. Having just met Briyan, I felt free from nolep and loneliness. Because I got a talkative friend, a story friend, a confiding friend and a friend to get a novel recommendation. From Briyan I learned something. That social life is actually fun. I slowly got up from my seat at home, trying to interact with customers, with truck drivers and to the supermarket boss who was none other than Briyan's own father.
Not infrequently customers are classmates or even people who have liked me. Their reactions were mixed, some were hiding their faces, pretending not to see, shaking and hysterical, and chatting with me to the extent that customers were queuing up noisily.
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Briyan Pov's.
Fiana. Sabrina Nia Fiana's. I remember that name clearly in my head. The name I was always associated with. A name that I myself sometimes feel uncomfortable seeing the person. If only when he applied for a job, he did not say "We are opening jobs for the community for anyone and from any nation, " surely I would not accept him to work in my supermarket.
But, Fiana turned out to be nothing like I thought. She turns out to be nice, humorous, sometimes if she likes not to talk, and has a strange taste. During this school break, I became familiar with him. I don't know why, if I saw him I dodged. Now, want to part ways it feels like I can't see you again.
Her cute face is awkward. Moreover, her long beautiful hair is not pigmented but still looks beautiful. I think many of my friends are interested in him. I wanted to chase him, too, but I was not ordinary. Usually the girls are chasing me, but this time I have to chase a girl. For Fiana's sake, I'd love to get her. The middle is also a bit advanced. I mean, I'm thinking "that" anyway, not realistic.
That night I decided to call Fiana. Where's the phone number from? I asked for it this afternoon.
"Hello honey, uh means Fiana. "
"When have I been dating you? "
"Do not know ah. Eh how are you? "
"You ask me, what's tired? Five times today I asked. "
"Lha keep on how should I? "
"Ask you eat yet? Want to be treated, right? Wanna watch it? Want to buy a novel? A lot of dong should. "
"If I want to treat, first do my homework and I treat as much as possible. "
"Homework? Is there really a vacation that still has homework? Ogah ah's. "
"Lo want to marry you? "
"No, I have a husband. "
"Who? "
"Vibras... No, there is anyway. "
"Lo's alone at home? How do you sound like that lemes? You sick? "
"I am always healthy. "
"Then anyway? Try video calling. "
"I'm in the room again. Darkened. "
"Nyalain dong. "
"damaged. "
"Then move the room. "
"Males, I called first. "
"You're like a mess-in-the-"
You weird chick. My mind is thinking no. Ah already, most also get the flu, understand the rainy season. I put my phone down, stared at the ceiling of my house. Sometimes I imagine Fiana's face, hoping that one day I will be with her. This is the first time I've been drunk in love. I'm a playboy, it's so easy to love and forget someone. But, Fiana is different from the girls I met at school. A lazy and weird girl. I'm starting to get interested in him.