Genk Socialite

Emerging Terror

Felicia Cyntami.

“Felis! Yes, jeez lo this hour not yet awake?” yelling someone chick chirping. Without even opening my eyes, I knew the owner of the sound. Nothing else is Nindya's voice. Huh, sucks! Why did he come to my boarding house early in the morning? Just disturb me from sleeping.

“Fel, sprawl you wake up!”

“Males ah's. Today I am in the afternoon so want to wake up in the afternoon too.”

“Lo must wake up now! Now you have to run the task.”

“What task anyway? Tasks of lecture given by lecturers have been kelar.” 

“Not that, but the task of teaching Gibriel Alexander a lesson. Lo forgot our agreement yesterday?”

I patted my own jidat. Oh, my God, I totally forgot the deal yesterday. I finally had to open my eyes. “Well, so dong lo wake up.”

“Continue my task now why?”

Nindya opened her bag, not long after which she handed me the phone box. “First of all you have to receive the gift items from me.”

My forehead wrinkled, “What's the matter? THE HP? Last month you gave me BB.”

“Udah just accept stuff from me. Goods I love to launch our action.” 

Yes, I have received the gift of Nindya. I am now Nindya's lackey, whatever she tells me to obey. It can also be a cool HP and expensive. Poor people like me can buy HP like this.

this “HP that I love, equipped with advanced facilities, can turn our voices into the voices of others. When you call Gibriel, guaranteed your voice will not be found.”

I nodded in understanding. “Well, now try calling Gibriel!” nindya Command. 

“So I said what's the same Gibriel?”

“If it's easy! I'll tell you what to say when you talk to Gibriel. Cepetan call him, his HP number has been entered on the HP.”

I looked up Gibriel's name in the HP phone contact Nindya gave me. After meeting you directly click yes/okay.

Pouch ... Tuut

The phone is not connected. I waited for Gibriel to pick up the phone from me. I clicked the loudspeaker button so that later when Gibriel picked up Nindya's phone could hear what Gibriel was saying.

“Halo, with whom and where?” gibriel's voice was heard across the phone. Finally Gibriel picked up my phone too. I smiled knotingly, from Gibriel's voice I could already guess he just woke up. 

“Halo, is this true Gibriel Alexander number?” 

“Yes, it's true I'm Gibriel. Who are you?”

I looked at Nindya as if hinting, “Gue should say what?” Nindya understands what I mean. He handed me a piece of paper. On the paper Nindya gave written a word. Hmmm .. Now it is my turn to understand what he means, he asked me to say what is written on this paper.

“Lo don't need to know who I am. What is clear I want you to withdraw from the world of writers,”, I said in accordance with what Nindya wrote on paper.

“Eh who are you? My mother is not, why do you tell me to retreat from the world of writing? Here, I tell you I built a career in the writing world from ground zero. I won't back down until anytime.”

Nindya was busy writing a sentence on the paper. Again, I said the words written by Nindya. “If you do not want to retreat from the world of writing, your life will be miserable and your beloved sister will be wretched!”

“Eh, you who dare threaten me? Very sissy you dare just ngancem doang. Come on man, let's meet me in the boxing arena, we duel one on one.” Gibriel's tone began to rise. 

Nindya snatched the HP from my hand and she pressed the end button. Nindya prancing glee. He hugged me tightly. “Thanks yes Fel, you want ahagiaa same me. My best friend is my best friend.”

I'm speechless. Nindya says I'm her best friend? Really so? I felt like I was just Nindya's lackey. I looked at Nindya, she looked so happy. My heart felt happy to see Nindya ahagia but the other side of my heart, sad and guilty had made Gibriel anxious about the terror. 

“Yes, God forgive me my sins. I did this because I was forced.”

*** 

Gibriel Alexander's.

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 was roaring in search of my detective friend but 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 looked at 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. Very important to*!

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*?

\*\*\*

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.

“Kak, what's the matter? Your face is also today tangled like a shirt that has not been ironed," asked Vindy right to the problem.

“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.

***

Nindya Maharani's.

“So that's the story, sir.” I ended the story. 

“So what did you do to his sister Gibriel?”

“Not so do anything. Because of the ending I became the same love Gibriel continues to be made and married deh,” said I had to lie. However, not entirely a lie. What really happened was that I ran over Gibriel's sister until she died. Keep on escaping abroad. Uh, apparently met Gibriel. Hate to say love keeps getting married. Until now Gibriel did not know my behavior towards his brother.

“When did you last meet Sister Felis?” 

“Wedding Risma.”

“Where is the expression of Sister Felis at the wedding of Sister Risma?”

“Seeing Very Happy. Risma is her best friend from SD.”

“Last question, does Sister Felis often vent about her personal problems?”

I shook my head quickly.

“Good. Interviews are quite up here. Please withdraw first. If you have any news, please contact us.”

“Good, Sir.”

They also went home. I breathe a sigh of relief. But I realized this was just the beginning.