Guardian Ghosts
stalkers
back again guys ,....
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"Still with me Raina in Indonesian music.at xxxx FM until 10 pm you can request a song and send her greetings at no 081xxxxxx," that's how my broom in each of my broadcasts starts from 7pm to 10pm.
Some messages have been entered into the mobile number of the radio station, then we sort out sometimes there are also telephone directly.
"Okay there's a caller here we say who's hay with, where???" I'm at the end of the phone.
"Gue.gues... Nino..gue wants to request a black symphony song, I send a message to someone who likes rain and likes this song. Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt his life I just wanted him to remember me.." he said sad but impressed enough to make Rain goosebumps.
Arrived tuut..tuut .. disconnected call.
Whether by chance or not Rain felt the message of the caller was addressed to him, strange also his voice like a hoarse and sick person, bikin goosebumps but Rain always positive thinking .
Finally the broadcast ended, Rain twisted his neck and leaned his body on the chair for a while to stretch his muscles.
"Rain wants to go home, want me to lock this room ..." asked kang Iwan audio regulator.
"Yes kang napa clash.ini my muscles stiff all new kang also want to strain the ilah muscle...." Rain moved up and took his bag out of the broadcast room.
Rain entered the parking lot to his car and turn on his engine, Rain came home as usual today's streets look lonely either because after the rain.
"Tumben ko deserted anyway his yard.." seen a few drops of rain leftover water attached to the precarious building and house, even the street smelled of wet soil sign of the rain only stopped not long ago.
Rain decides to stop at a minimarket buying canned drinks for feeling very thirsty ,what a dream last night when Rain passed through a small alley to return to his car arrived some men blocked the path of the thugs were seen drunk getting closer to Rain, making Rain step back.
"Well, by yourself...."
"Beautiful woman is not good at night alone..."
"Oh Allah what is my fate, I beg the Lord please send a savior angel for me.." Inner Rain.
Arriving out of nowhere the big wind blows, like a whirlwind and from the dark end of the road seen a man come closer and run to hit the thugs who ambushed Rain, who was a thug, trying to hurt. His hands that had been separated from them hurriedly retreated and slightly grimaced wiping his wrists that were aching from their grip.
"Who is that guy?" arrived to help... Rain watched from a distance the look on his face like he was young, wearing a white shirt and black pants but rain felt familiar with his face all the thugs sprawled helplessly, the man approached Rain.
"Oh God..." Rain closed his mouth.
"This man...."
"Are you okay??" ask her.
"This man.the man who often bothers me "inner Rain.
Rain rubbed his eyes but when the man opened again was no longer in front of him, Rain increasingly felt something strange, he then rushed to run towards the car frantically turned on the engine of the gas tanker.
But as he still wrestled with his astonishment his tail glanced at the rearview.
"Ohhhhhhh.."
The man who had helped her was already sitting sweetly in the backseat with a blank look and a flat face was really scared Rain half dead half alive.
Now Rain believes this man is not a human being, he's a kind of subtle creature that has always followed him wherever this face that always appears even since the High School.
Rain stepped on the brake and then closed his eyes, instead of disappearing, now he was holding onto Rain's shoulder with his cold hand.
"Ahhhhh... go loe satan ..suhhh pait do not deket me I am not a rich person nor a person of great stature..lag part of my body is also skinny.." cerocos Rain.
"Gue Nino.
"Please please go I'm afraid don't bother me..."
"Gue ain't gonna leave you Rain I'm always there where you are, "before that figure disappears.
