GRIM REAPER'S GIRLFRIEND
SATU
"Uh, why is he standing in front of the school fence?" andrea complains to herself.
"Drea, aren't you coming home?" greeting Aya behind Andrea in surprise, from earlier seeing Andrea just standing in the school parking lot while staring at the gate with a scared face.
Andrea whispered in Aya's ear. "Don't you see that guy standing in front of the school fence?"
Aya sees a gang of bad boys at school. "You mean the Giant and the gang?"
What Aya meant, big fat man, the son of a general in their city but notoriously naughty and shuffled girls. His real name is Ronald but because of his body and intimidating attitude like the Giant in one of the Doraemon characters so called it.
"Not, not the Giant but an all-item guy!" Andrea shook her hand in the air.
Aya narrowed her eyes in confusion to the front of the fence. "If you wear striking clothes it must look like Ndrea, but this is a boro-boro look, the nose is not there."
Andrea patted his eel. Ah, free to talk to this kid. "Have you come home," he kicked her out.
"When do you want to go to school?"
"Keep you want me to be arrested men's shirt items?"
Aya scratched her non-itchy head. "Don't you see that ghost?"
Andrea hit Aya's upper arm. "No, I can't see ghosts!"
"But you can see the guy in the item shirt while I can't see." Aya scares Andrea.
"Ay-" whined Andrea with fear.
Aya took off Andrea's grip. "I want to go home! I'm not following along!"
"That's the same thing you are" whined Andrea again.
"She pretended not to see!"
Andrea bit her lower lip, glancing at the man standing on her back. "OKs. But I'm the road on your left. He's standing on the right side of the thing."
"Yes." Yeah."
Andrea walked along with Aya through the school gate. As soon as the two of them had already passed by, Andrea quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Pretend not to know!"
Andrea surprised. The man was already standing before him. "A- a-"
"Hello, Andrea." The man showed a handsome smile while Andrea goosebumps looking at that deathly smile.
Andrea closed her eyes for a while and bit her lower lip. Free, pretend again.
"Well, you go home first. I have business-"
"Keep the guy you're afraid of?"
Andrea smiled as she waved her hand. "There is no. Thanks to ya."
Aya waved her hand and went up to the angkot.
"So-s"
"You'll be 17 years old soon."
"No need to count! I already know!"
Andrea deliberately turned her back to the man pretending to look for an angkot in front of the school, so that no one would know he was talking to an invisible creature.
"Don't want to celebrate?"
Andrea's lips twitched, why celebrate a birthday if it's a countdown to her death. Being the fiancee of a life-extracting angel is the same as turning it off? Or the
"No!"
"It's a pity that children your age always celebrate."
"I'm different from the other kids, after all" Andrea let out a heavy sigh. "I've been the target of a life-extracting angel anyway."
The man held his laughter. "Whatever. Be careful when you go home, you should have brought an umbrella with you."
Andrea looks up. The sun shone brightly, as he was about to reply, the man was no longer there.
Andrea shrugged both of her shoulders and decided to go home on foot. "What rain, the hot sun gini called rain, huh!"
Andrea kicked the stone in front of the foot, and,
soon cloud appeared.
Andrea looked up once again. "Great!" he ran to find a safe place. "I can't believe this!"
After Andrea sat in the store's head, it rained heavily. "Good, the angel of the lifethrower who can foretell the weather."
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After the rain had subsided, Andrea immediately went home, took a bath and had lunch with her in the dining room, when she suddenly asked. "What are your goals?"
Andrea winked when asked by mama. "Impathy?"
"You're already in 3rd grade High School it's time to make your choice."
Andrea raised one of her eyebrows. "New 3rd grade High School, right?"
"Next year you've graduated baby, it's time to make a choice."
"What choice? Is papa going to pay for Andrea's school?" andrea did not understand.
"At least we're trying, baby." Please mama Andrea
"Ma, you just don't want to pay for Andrea High School for the cost of giving birth to that itchy woman! This is it if you don't ask Budhe-"
"You know, baby" said Andrea impatiently, "But try to talk to your father, no matter what the future holds."
Andrea plays her food. "Papa said Andrea should go to economics, right?"
"Yes." Yeah." Nod your mother Andrea enthusiastically.
"But Andrea wants medicine."
"Andrea, papa you don't have that kind of money."
"Andrea, don't say that about your papa!"
"So Andrea should talk what? He doesn't even deserve to be called papa!" exclaim Andrea.
"Nwanda!" snapped mama Andrea.
Andrea took a long breath. "Sorry."
"Call your papa if you want to go to college, enter the Economics department is not what is important papa feesin your college."
Andrea looked intently at her mother. "Andrea's full!"
Mama Andrea let out a sigh of resignation, she just wanted to fight for her daughter's future. At least papa Andrea also has to think about the future of her own biological child.
Andrea brought a dish that was still full of food into the sink and washed it. "Andrea talk later ma."
Mama Andrea sighed. "Yes." Yeah."
Finish washing dishes. Andrea went up to her room.
"A fight again?"
Andrea surprised. "Can't I have a heart attack?"
The man was tilting his body on Andrea's bed while opening a fashion magazine, he did not even hesitate to take off his robe at the foot of the bed.
It was beyond Andrea's expectation that the man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. "Young people, love fashion."
Andrea dragged her steps and sat by the bedside. "Who are you anyway? I only know angels take lives."
The man looked straight at Andrea. "Andre's."
Andrea raised one of her eyebrows.
"I don't remember my name." The man gave up.
"Snack."
"That's not strange, a life-seeking angel has no name, if you want to call me, just call me Andre, I like that name."
Andre is Andrea's sister's name. Andrea who sat on the wooden floor of her room propped up her chin on the bed. "You have a mortal sin?"
"No," the man replied, "Where did that ridiculous thought come from?"
"From korean drama."
"What dorm?"
Andrea did not want to discuss the drama further, then pointed to the man. "What if your name is Bruno? woof."
The man hit Andrea on the head. "You don't think I know dogs, do you?"
Andrea stroked his head. "sick-"
"If you don't want to be sick, don't like to hurt others." The man returned to concentration with Andrea magazine. "You got another reading?"
"Nothing!"
"If it's not wrong there's a comic under the desk drawer, right?"
"What's the job of a life-rowing angel reading magazines and comics?" Andrea shifted the man's body until he fell out of bed.
"You-" The man stroked his fallen arm first. "What a dare to the angel of taking lives!"
Andrea quickly got on her bed and lifted the blanket. "It's the hour I sleep."
The man shifted Andrea's body. "I'm sleeping here too!"
"Who gave permission? It's my room!" yates was slow.
"Before you and your family lived here, I've lived here for hundreds of years." lied the man. Actually he doesn't really remember ever visiting the land around here, after Andrea moved here and he often came here to watch over his little lover.
Andrea, who had closed her eyes, opened her eyes. "Hundreds of years?"
"It's actually only about 500 years."
"Wait, wait! 500 years? So all this time-you're grandfather? Even though he looks like a young man?"
"No one ever told you?" The man slammed into Andrea's blanket so that Andrea was wedged against the wall.
"What story?"
"You were once a tumblr."
Andrea sat in his place. "Buffin?"
The man slept on Andrea's back. "When you were a baby, your father made a pact with the king of jinn to exchange his life for yours. Well, it's because your papa is reckless to take the treasured belongings of one of the king's jinn."
"So that guy should have died?" Andrea smiled cynically. The idea of the man dying really relieved his heart.
"You happy?"
"Of course!" Andrea nodded quickly.
"So, why is that guy still alive?" asked Andrea while shaking the man's body.
"You ever told me about your papa coming home hives?"
"Mama often told me, when she came home with her friend looking for a keris or something her body itches itch."
"Well that's-"
"That's what?" andrea did not understand.
"Your biological father made a pact at that time" the man said, turning his body to look at Andrea.
"Life exchange agreement?"
"Yes." Yeah."
Andrea fell silent. The room atmosphere became quiet. No matter how bad his father was, he did not expect that his real father would do even more cruel things by uprooting his own flesh and blood.
