
I went up to the wall and rubbed it. I kept thinking about the writing I saw. Was it just a hallucination? But, the bodo. All I want now is to lay down on my soft bed. Just now I threw this body into a comfortable bed, heard the sound of someone's footsteps next to my bedroom window. Because the curtain is closed, so only show the silhouette. Curious, I got up and walked towards the window cautiously. He looks like he is wearing a big robe. He passed my window carrying something in his hand. Waitaminute! It's a machete! My breath was choked when he stopped right in front of the window where I was standing. He lifted his machete up and then wanted to be swung towards the window. Spontaneously I closed my eyes with both hands. 1 minute passed, there was no sound and nothing happened to me. I'm still alive. I opened my eyes and saw something tucked away (probably deliberately tucked away) in my window. I opened the curtains and looked around. There's no one. Then I opened the window carefully. And take that piece of paper.
I opened it and read it.
Don't try to interfere in our affairs. If you want to survive!!!
A letter like a warning letter, for a moment I fell silent, what did this letter mean. Then I realized what the word 'we' in this letter meant was that they might be the culprit. So, they are more than one. Why did they send this letter to me? Could they have known about our investigation? And why do they know my house? This is critical..I immediately closed the window in a hurry. Hope the morning comes soon so I can meet Indira directly.
The next day in a hurry I walked to class until I paid less attention to the road. And finally hit someone. I just realized it was Leo the bete guy.
"Well, can't I keep bumping?" my snapping.
"Mi dai la colpa? If the road never relaxes. Precisely the wrong elo," he replied not to lose.
"Lo tuh, yeah, you know, you know, you know, "my words stopped when I remembered the torn clothes we met at the place where Dzihan was killed. I immediately reached into the bag, looking for the torn clothes. And meet.
"Is this really your shirt?" I said while showing the shirt.
Leo just frowned looking at the tear of the shirt. "Where did you get my shirt? You took it out of my bag, huh?" he accused me while pointing at me.
I immediately shook his hand from before me. "Eh, you don't accuse me of things I'll never do, yeah! How could I help a cheap shirt like this."
"Say if you secretly ngefans me. You take the shirt and keep elo scissors and you share it to my other fans, right?"
Cih, that's not really me. This guy really makes me high blood.
"Such pede lo be a guy. Don't mind you have a pretty good look and you think all the girls will be chasing after you?" Nadaku.
For a moment I realized that my words said that Leo looked pretty good. Indirectly it means I said the guy is cute.
"So this dress has elo?" I come back serious. And divert the conversation before the bete guy realizes my words.
Leo nodded. "Yes." Yeah."
"Oh, so it's true that you killed Dzihan?" point me.
"Pake nanya why. It's obviously a tearing of this lo shirt in the girls' toilet."
Leo's face looked confused. "I swear, I've never been in a girl's toilet. And I don't think I killed anyone either. Falsamente accusato la gente!"
"But the proof is that you're the culprit. And here's proof that your torn shirt is on the scene."
"If you don't believe me. You look into my eyes. Am I lying" he said as he moved closer to me. He bowed his head. Yeah, because it's obvious I'm way below him.
I don't know why I just follow it. I also looked into his eyes. His sharp eyes looked at me. It was clear that he was serious and honest. Honestly, I don't know why my heart suddenly beats so fast like this. Almost every day I used to look back at Leo. But it's never been this close. His gaze was able to pierce through my heart. This guy is pretty good too. God, why am I being a baper like this. I immediately averted my eyes before I fell too deep.
"Okay, I believe you're telling the truth" I said as I took a few breaths, but still looked calm. I was almost out of oxygen. With the distance of the face so close to make the oxygen around me inhaled all by his nose pointed.
"Okay, then I'll go first. There's more important business than your face-to-face."
I immediately set foot to leave. But, somehow and what makes me suddenly stumble something like a toddler who has just learned to walk.
And damn, my body was captured by Leo.
"Non avete niente?" he asked while holding the circumference of my stomach which more precisely looks like hugging me from behind. The fragrance of her perfume that was attached to her body was so fragrant at the corner of her nose. I remember the movie Titanic.
I immediately took Leo's hand away from my body. I looked left-right. Thankfully, the school was a little quiet. If not, maybe I will get another snide look from the other students.
"Gue is not papa. Thanks" I said coldly.
After saying so I immediately left.
Shit, along the corridor I kept thinking about the incident earlier. His eyes are able to penetrate my heart. The smell of his body. Why am I like this, his handsome face.
Arggh...
He's really handsome.
Then why did he hold my body? He should have let me fall. Didn't he not like me from the beginning. He even insulted me. But he really made my heart suddenly beat fast. What kind of feeling is this. Don't I hate him? I can't like it just because of the look in his eyes that can pierce my heart. He's a bad guy anyway! He's a killer. I don't know why my heart says something else. My heart is different from my mind. My brain said that Leo was the murderer, but my heart said no. Should I follow my heart or my brain. This is all driving me crazy.