Don't Blame Me

He's Right Here

Foryn wiped her tears with a piece of tissue. Just now, they shut down the burial ground of Cika and her husband. The gravediggers did it at the same time.

In addition to his family and Herman's family, there were also several police officers on duty to oversee the situation. Maybe they're still worried if Jack just shows up and makes trouble.

“Bu .. You guys just go home. Floryn will go to the funeral home first to take care of Cika's belongings ..” Floryn explained to Martha.

“Iya, Son. It's almost night, I just send greetings to Nak Budi and his wife ..” explained Martha.

The people attending the funeral began to disperse from there. Actually, Foryn also did not know if he should go to Cika's house and do something. It's just not nice not to show up at his best friend's house. However, Budi knows that Cika is his best friend.

After the burial grounds began to empty, Foryn also rushed out of the place. He was grateful that Zoel did not insist on coming there to accompany him, because it turned out that Enrik was also present at Cika's funeral.

Floryn quickened her footsteps. He did not want Enrik to follow or maybe intend so. After hearing the police's words yesterday about the guard given to Floryn, Foryn was convinced that Enrik would not want to get close to her in a public place.

***

In his car, Foryn opened HP which he had been living in the car seat since. He wanted to check if there was a call or message coming in. And sure enough, there was a message coming from Cika's number.

Without opening the message, Floryn put down her HP and directly ran the car to get away from there.

Dddrrrttt .. Dddrrr ….

A vibration was felt from his phone that he had just put down. Floryn, who suspected that the plot was from Cika's number, chose not to answer it.

However, the call was repeated up to three times. Finally, Foryn pulled the car over and took the flat object.

And true what he imagined. The call came from Cika's number. His best friend who had just been buried a few dozen minutes ago.

Out of curiosity, Floryn answered the call but did not make the slightest sound.

It turned out, not only was Floren not speaking, the person who contacted Floryn did not make a sound at all. There was only a voice that was faintly heard.

Foryn sharpened his hearing. Apparently, the voice he heard was a radio announcer.

Ptiiinn ….

A car passed through Floryn. He turned and immediately realized something. As the passing car honked, Floryn also heard something similar in the call she received.

With panic starting to appear, Foryn tried to turn on the car radio. How surprised he was, when he found the voice of the radio announcer exactly the same as he heard in his HP.

Floryn took his HP and added to the volume of the thing. He wanted to hear what was there.

“Why did you stop the car?” Suddenly, the person who contacted Floren said that.

Netra Foryn. Of course he was surprised not to play. Foryn's vision went wild and figured out how the man could figure out what he was doing.

Foryn's gaze was fixed on the rearview mirror of his car. He saw the reflection of a car that also stopped behind him. The car was silent. Just like his car. However, the driver of the car does not stop playing the car lights as if giving a code to him. It was enough to make Floryn feel that she was in great danger.

Without thinking twice, Foryn let go of the handbrake and immediately stepped on the gas pedal. He drove his car, almost hitting a motorbike that was running in its own lane.

“Damn!” swearing Foryn with a heartbeat that is no longer normal.

He quickly ended the call and put his HP on the dashboard with the origin.

Sometimes his eyes look back. The car was still following at the same speed.

The first thing he thought about was contacting Zoel. However, he could not even reach his HP at the current speed of the car.

Floryn's mind was empty. He just wants to get out of there and out of danger. Until finally he thought to drive his car to the cafe Zoel. The place was still closer than the house of the late Cika that he would come to.

As if he had no other choice, Floryn took the right lane and immediately turned the corner when the light had turned yellow. Desperate, but he had a good reason for doing so.

At first glance Foryn saw if the car chasing him stopped because the lights had turned red. Yes, of course that person would not want to break through the red light because that would have him tracked directly by the traffic police.

Floryn's feeling became even more relieved for now. He returned to his car at normal speed. Unfortunately, the intention to stop by his late friend's house must be extinguished. Floryn was afraid that Jack would show up there and look for him.

Police said the man was in Yogya, but the evidence. What else was his intention if not malicious intent?

Moments later, Foryn's car started to slow down. He arrived in front of the cafe Zoel. Like most guests, he parked at one of the corners provided. It was right next to his car parked last night.

Floryn pulls the handbrake, then bows her head over the wheel and tries to eliminate the shaking on her hands and feet.

“I have to report all this to the police ..” Froryn muttered to herself.

The day is getting darker. The drizzle is again seen on the glass of the car Floren whose engine is still on. Floryn himself had no intention of leaving from there. His feet are too weak. Sitting down and enjoying the quiet is much better.

Tok tok!

A knocking sound rippled the daydream of Floryn. A little surprised, but he managed to cover it up.

He turned and saw that there was a man standing beside the car. Foryn swallows saliva. All he had in mind right now was Jack's cruelty to him and to Cika.

Tok tok!

The man knocked on the window, then looked down to face Floryn.

“Do you have no intention of entering? Open the door, the rain began to pour ..” pinta that figure who turned out to be Zoel.

As it dawned and returned to reality, Floryn immediately unlocked his car. Zoel, who was standing next to the car, turned around and entered from the left side, then sat there.

There were raindrops on Zoel's shirt made of jeans. Unsolicited, Foryn took out a few sheets of tissue and wiped Zoel's forehead.

“So-sorry ...,” says Floryn lirih.

Zoel catches Floryn's hand, which still looks a little shaky. He suspected that something had just happened to the woman.

“Are you okay?” ask Zoel to make sure.

Foryn nodded but then shook his head. He looked back to make sure the car that was following him wasn't there.

“She chased me ... she was here ..” whispered Floryn, as if she was afraid someone would hear that.

Zoel's relaxed face also turned tense when he heard Floryn's explanation just now. He looked back but found nothing suspicious.

Zoel reached into his pants pocket and took out HP from there. “Bang, ask one more person from behind to stand guard at the front post. There is someone who may be coming and has malicious intentions,” Zoel told one of his people in the security section. HP then he put it back in his pocket.

“It’s okey .. You are safe with me...”

Seriate.