I'm Baras

Chapter 68. Who is Syahri

"A-You ...."

Syahri did not respond to the objections expressed by the security guard, stepped a small smile and left just like that. However, there were still a few steps Syahri stopped, staring at Mayra as if he wanted to make sure something. Clearly from his face painted his own satisfaction when he saw Mayra standing in confusion.

"Now you know who I am Mayra," he said softly as his lips continued to smile triumphantly.

Syahri with firm steps and barkah entered his maroon car. Netraya stared at Mayra for a moment, returning her smile back. Start the car and drive fast. The sound of a car tire squeak with a brick resuscitated the guard who had just stood there, staring at Syahri. The security guard immediately turned towards Mayra who was standing with all his confusion.

"Money!" shouted the security guard. Hunting down Mayra's slightly staggered body.

"Non, sorry," said the security guard, feeling guilty.

"Sir, where's my long shawl?" mayra asked as she continued to spin around looking for her long scarf.

"Non, realize Non!" exclaim sir security guard worried.

"Sir, is the man gone?" ask Mayra lirih.

"Already Non, we should go in," invited the security guard, guiding Mayra iba.

Entering the house, Mayra seemed to be aware of something, her gaze immediately fixed on her wrist. "This bracelet. Grandpa, Aisah!" yell Mayra calling.

"Non, wakir ... Miss must remember what happened," said the security guard.

"I, you know, sir. They-they, are they going?" mayra asked sadly.

"Father doesn't know Non, what Miss ...." The security guard just cut off his words, now his mind is also no less confused when considering the threat of Shahri for Nonanya.

"Sir, what should Mayra do. At this time, Aisah and soon the Grandpa will also be taken by Syahri and you know who Syahri is?" mayra asked in a row and was desperate.

"Nl ...." Call the security guard, as Mayra holds her red bracelet tightly.

The security guard can now see that in silence, young Miss, she is doing something. Mayra clasped her wrists even tighter, a serious-looking face and the occasional breath sounding violently. His net for a while was breaking wide, staring at the nanar straight ahead.

"No, that's impossible!" yelled Mayra suddenly.

Hearing Mayra's cry, the security guard walked slowly closer, a sudden fear surfacing in his mind. "Non ... what? Miss ...." The security guard was surprised when he saw that Nonanya suddenly sat down restlessly.

His hand that suddenly slipped off along with the loss of his red-colored bracelet.

Mayra rubbed the red color on her wrist. His face looked up in despair with everything that was going on.

"Finally, you have to go back to where you came from" Mayra said slowly and shortly fell down with a limp body.

"Miss!" shouted the security guard hunting Mayra's body.

"Then, what should I do," riled the security guard after laying Mayra down in the middle room lounger.

Stepping hastily into the room and shortly back out. The security guard with a confused face looking for something that can make the Nonanya aware, long enough to search, but the item in question does not go to the security guard to find.

"I'm sorry, miss if I have to use this way," he said, taking a pot, filling it with water, after which he headed to where Mayra was lying.

"Sorry, miss," said the security guard as he splashed water on Mayra's face.

"Miss, don't be like this. Wake up Miss," said Mr. Satpam while shaking Mayra's body slowly.

Meanwhile, in another place Mayra was walking in a vast meadow, cool air and a gentle breeze came crashing down on her face, standing alone in a strange place, a place that Mayra had never known. "Where is this?"

"Why am I here? Am I dead?"

Stepping slowly through the green meadow, until he found a large and shady tree. Mayra rushed over, sheltering under her. The rustling sound of the wind pounding the leaves made Mayra smile, feeling her heart at peace and calm.

"Come home" the male voice calmed down and brought.

Mayra turned to look for the origin of the voice she heard. His net kept searching and scanning where he stood. "Who?" tanyanya fear.

"Go home!" yell this guy again.

Mayra shook her head in response, currently she felt really comfortable and peaceful in this place. "I love this place" Mayra finally replied.

"Go home, it's not time for you to be here yet" the voice said again.

"No, what I came back for, I have no one," Mayra said slowly.

"I know, look what you saw there," said the man.

Mayra was momentarily surprised by what she saw, slowly her feet stepped up to get closer. "Well, please take me to them," pity Mayra as her steps suddenly came to a halt.

"There is not your place, go home there is someone who is afraid waiting for your body," explained the voice of this man.

"Look," said the male voice, as if to show Mayra what her current condition was.

"I'm happy here," Mayra chuckled, ignoring everything she saw.

The male voice disappeared just like that, but there was a strange sight that Mayra was seeing right now. A sight that made him realize, if there was anything he had to finish. His body trembled when he saw what was just being shown to him.

"Come home" the male voice, along with the place she was in her massage had now changed, Mayra fell down, along with her gasping breath repeatedly.

"Miss!" shouted the security guard loudly and this was the first sentence he heard after he realized.

"Pak .. sorry, it makes you worried," said Mayra slowly.

Mayra was silent, at this moment she really felt strange with everything that passed by her, the voice of the man and the scenery she saw. Mayra slowly got up from the long chair, sitting up to catch her breath for a while. The arrival of the security guard broke all Mayra reverie.

"Non, sorry. You can only make warm tea," he said while offering a glass of tea to Mayra.

"Thank you, sir" replied Mayra.

After drinking it half Mayra, put the glass next to her just like that.

Staring at the security guard full of questions, as if there are things that continue to disturb his mind. Mayra shuffled to change her sitting position to make it more comfortable.

"Sir, sit near me, there is something I want to ask you. Whahuh? Do you know who Syahri is?" ask Mayra carefully.