Fear of Falling in Love

The Emerging Terror (Gibriel Alexander)

I have absolutely no passion for college. Along the way to campus my mind drifted far away. Floating because I thought about what a prankster called me this morning. “Lo don't need to know who I am. I want to step down from the world of writers. If you do not want to retreat from the world of writing, your life will be miserable and your beloved sister will be wretched!”

Why do the words he says keep ringing in my ears. Is that really what he said? I got goosebumps, afraid the threat was actually done. I don't want anything to happen to Vindy.

So fun to daydream, without me realizing my favorite motorbike has entered the beloved campus alias to arrive at the destination safely. Soon I parked the bike first. After that, I walked to the room where I studied. Ahh, I just remembered. At this college, do I have a detective friend, I ask him to find out who the hell was terrorizing me this morning? Coincidentally my friend is one major even one room with me. I was quickening my pace, impatient to see him.

Arriving in the room I dyed looking for my detective friend who was the figure I was looking for I did not see the trunk of his nose. Where is he today? When I needed him, he wasn't even nongol.

My eyeballs are fixed as people roar on my bench. I wonder what happened to my bench? I broke through the crowd.

“What the hell is it? How about collecting on my bench?” ask one of them.

“Tuh, look there is a very big gift at the table lo.”

I spread my eyes to the table. Right, on my desk there's a big gift. The card was wrapped in pink wrapping paper, there were ribbons too. I am so confused, the feeling today I do not have a birthday, how can I get a gift?

“Cieee .. Gibriel is getting upset. I'm sure this gift from your fans, now you have become a famous novel writer,” said Dicky, one of my friends.

Without a long piker I immediately opened the gift. My heart began to beat in fear of the contents of the bomb.

Eng .. I en ….

It turns out that it makes my eyes and friends bully and want to vomit. It contained 10 rat carcasses complete with blood as well. Hii, disgust.

“Lo on know who gave this gift to my table?” They all shrugged, a sign of not knowing. I want to close the gift again and throw it in the trash. But suddenly my eyes were fixed on the paper beside the rat carcass. I quickly picked up the paper and read the writing.

WHAT A COOL SURPRISE, RIGHT? THIS IS THE RESULT OF LO'S ACTIONS. EITS, THIS IS NOT HOW MANY MORE SURPRISES I HAVE. AS LONG AS YOU DON'T WANT TO FULFILL MY REQUEST, I WILL DISRUPT YOUR LIFE.

Damn it!

Terror again? I'm sure 100% of the people who sent this gift of rat carcass were the same people who called me this morning. Wonderful, why the hell today terror pop-up? Who's trying to dare my neror? The threat cannot be underestimated, I must be careful and immediately find people. Look out, if I manage to find him I will not let him breathe again.

I grabbed the HP from my pants pocket. I want to text Vindy first. He should know this matter, let him be more careful. Earlier this morning the terror also said that if I did not retreat from the world of writing then my sister would be doomed.

TO : Vindy, my dear sister.

Vin, you're on campus, right? You now meet me at the soto stall behind campus! I want to talk about the same. It's important, though!

Click send to Vindy.

Drrt ..

My HP is shaking. On the mobile screen it says 1 message received. I clicked open. It turned out that Viindy was texting me.

From : Vindy, my dear sister

What's up, brother? Yeah, I just got off campus. Okay, I'll be right there. See you there, okay?

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Wuih, the soto stall that is behind the campus today is a very rame. Vindy's on stand-by at the end table. Waw, Vindy's smart to pick a seat I walked over to Vindy.

“Gue not told to sit first?”

“Oh, yes have sat down.”

I sat next to Vindy. I whispered something into Vindy's ear. Tell me about the chronological terror I got. Because of the soto rame stall, so I do not give you whispers. I don't want this case to get worse.

Vindy's eyes were wide. “Serious about kak dapet terror?” shout Vindy. I closed my mouth with my palm.

“Sttt ... don't be hard. Later heboh.”

“Lo serious brother dapet terror?” Vindy lowered her tone. I nodded slowly. I did not forget to show the threat letter of the terror that he had just slipped in the rat carcass.

Vindy read the letter carefully, before long she squeezed out the threatening letter. Vindy's face flushed. “Lack, teach who's trying to terrorize my brother? Brother, this cannot be allowed. We have to report to the police.”

“Don't be rash first! I have other plans.”

“What plan?”

I whispered something back to Vindy's ear. Vindy. Ntah mangosteen because it understands or because drowsy.

How cool is my idea, right? Do you agree with my idea?” ask me when I'm done speaking in a whisper.

“Lo idea is good but is it slow? Hmmm .. I mean that, I was afraid before you acted the terror has done his threat to harm lo.”

“If you don't have to worry. That's exactly what I'm worried about.”

“Kok me? Isn't the successor ngancem lo?”

“So the morning of my successor ngancam lo, if I do not obey his will.”

“So I have to do?”

“Lo must be careful. If you go anywhere do not be alone!”

“OK, sister. You are patient?”

Suddenly the waiter soto approached our table. He brought 2 bowls of soto and 2 cups of iced tea. I wonder who mesan soto is? I entered the soto stall I immediately samperin Vindy not mesan soto.

“Yang mesan soto me,” said Vindy as if know what I think.

My smile is sumringah. Vindy, my brother is the most understanding. He knew that the worms in my stomach were already on the demo, asking for food. For a moment I forgot the terror and now it's time to eat soto.