Catastrophe In Old House

Catastrophe In Old House
Self Rescue Plan



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I woke up from sleep, after sensing that the person sleeping next to me was gone. Where else is that girl? Is he not tired of making people worry about him? I messed up my hair which was already messy. I want to comb my hair, but now the existence of Ocha is more important.


I was afraid to know he was delirious while walking last night, and came out of the tent, then in the wild beast. It's not funny if we meet the carcass. I'm not ready to see the carcass anymore. That was so horrible.


"Cha.. That's you, right?" I saw him standing not far from the former campfire last night.


He looked ahead, not knowing what he was seeing. Plus he didn't return my call, was he suddenly deaf?. Ah. it's impossible.


"Ocha, are you sick? How quiet is that?" I held his shoulder from behind.


But the result remains the same, the owner of the shoulder remains silent as it has been in the glue only his mouth. Did he see a ghost?


I immediately followed the direction of Ocha's view and the result was only a large tree, whose leaves were swaying in the wind. There's nothing interesting there.


"Cha... woi, what's wrong with you? don't you shut up?"


My hands floated up hitting her shoulders, hoping she was angry and snarling as usual. Honestly I was more annoyed to see this chatty girl suddenly shut up. Not as usual.


I looked at his face, those black eyes were blank, he was daydreaming? But should he be surprised if it's just daydream? My eyes began to notice his entire face and I found his skin whiter than usual.


By reflex my hand immediately touched both of her cheeks, cold, that was what my hand felt.


"Cha, are you sick? How come your skin is pale gini?" This time I panicked, the owner of the pale skin then returned the gaze of my eyes, for some reason his eyes looked very sad. What's wrong with this girl?


"I'm fine Risa, take off your hand," she directly lowered my hand that was stuck to her cheek.


"But your body is so cold, Cha," I tried to grab her hand. The hunt on tepis.


"Maybe it's because the weather here is cold, so my body feels cold" Ocha explained.


I just nodded in confusion. I want to answer his words but this is not the right time. Ocha was completely exhausted, better to be quiet, and give this woman time to be alone.


"Are you awake?" I looked back, in the direction where the voice came from. He's Dimas, out of the tent, followed by Kelvin.


"hmm, Rudi's still sleeping?" Guess who didn't see my sister coming out with them.


"Yes, he seems so good" Kelvin smiled.


"Who? Ocha you sick? Your face is pale, "Dimas is approaching us, precisely in the direction of Ocha.


It turns out my eyes are not wrong, Ocha skin color is whiter than usual.


"I'm fine, don't overdo it" the voice was flat and there was a cold aura there.


Unlike the usual Ocha, when talking to Dimas he must have put on a sweet smile and never put on a flat face like that. Even if he was angry, Ocha would definitely take the time to whine to Dimas. Plus, he wasn't angry when I hit him on the shoulder and touched his cheek. Can a person's nature change overnight?


"Sa, you don't comb your hair? Look like a lion," Kelvin lifted up my hair that was like a tangled thread.


"Hehehe, I forgot," hearing that Kelvin immediately walked into his tent.


He soon came out and brought a comb.


"I'm the comb or are you alone?" He doesn't seem to like seeing me screwed up like this.


"I can do it myself Vin," I took the comb in annoyance. He's always been like that. His attention was more than my mother's. That's why I don't care if I'm friends with Kelvin, because somehow if Kelvin has issued an order I can't refuse.


"If you let it continue to tangle, later your hair becomes difficult in the comb, the edges more and more fall out," he explained to me who was trying to comb the hair that is now incarnated like a bird's nest.