Jealous of Being Autumnous

Chapter 13

A man dressed in all black smashed through the door violently. And I was so surprised. He threw down the knife held by Yoon Seon's brother, and hit hard on his thin cheek. Yoon Seon's brother's defense is not inferior to her, very clever. Suddenly what happened... The lights are off and so dark that these eyes can't see anything.

At that time I could only stare and see nothing. This is not what I want! I'm so scared of the dark. Anyone help me! From here is a bad sign. And finally the lights are on. Where's Brother Yoon Seon and the man in black.

PRAKKKN...

What's that!

I also looked for the source of the sound. It seems that in the kitchen, I also headed towards the kitchen with slow steps. Calm your mind this time. Whaaat! The man was trapped. How'this? I help him or... Forget off. Now find a calm state. I can't, in a hurry, have to find the right strategy.

I also picked up a flower vase on the table. Stabbing into the head of that cruel brother. Presumably so that the man who is all black, can defend himself more steadily. I don't think he's a bad guy. Might? He's a thief. But I feel there is precious help right now, and he is not a bad person. After Yoon Seon's sister fainted. The man took me out, and away from the house.

"You who?" Ask me want to know.

"Why are you helping me" I continued.

"Thank you, but I want to know. Maybe I know you?"

"Together." He left me in a place not far from my home.

If he's a bad guy maybe I'm done too. But is this what he saved me? Who is that guy? I can only say in my mind. Thank God, I'm okay. God still loves his servant. Alhamdullian.

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If I remember again this time making a question mark will be last night, he's already a good person even though he's like it seems mysterious. Using a mask and dressed all in black is supportive if the person is really mysterious about his personality. I want to see him again!

Walking through the corridor, while thinking about this question. Seen by me Dwi, why is he there? Right in my locker. I approached him too. Tell him, what was he doing in my locker?

"Wi, why are you here?" Ask me will.

"What the hell?" He slammed the locker door hard.

"What's in my locker?"

"Well in!" Take me. I don't want to be there long. If the caterpillar turns out to have been stuck in my body.

We headed to class, and Dwi kept looking at me weirdly. Yeah, he knows I'm so disgusted with the animal. But, it seems like something is wrong. From his gaze indicated that there was my suspicion of it. Yep! Those eyes, I know they're not usually like that. It seems like there's something he's been hiding ever since I scolded him when he confronted my open locker. I'll see that locker later!

This question must be answered, but... Something's stuck in there. Caterpillar fur! If there really is? How'this? I want to know I'm very round. But something made me afraid to know. Open or not? Already, I dare to open it. What is this, a flower and a piece of paper. That's not what made my eyes pop first. I'm looking for the existence of a little hairy creature that Dwi said. Nothing, maybe he's gone. Be safe...

I held the flower sekumtum and the piece of paper. I read it word for word poetic. Nah! the words were beautiful, though not as beautiful as the writing. Who gave you this? A man or a woman. I read more details of the paper. Yes, there's the name of the sender! Shah, who is he. The man who saved you last night from that bloodthirsty bad guy.

His name is Shah, but how do you know he's my school, and he knows where my locker is from? Is she in school with me? Is she here? Who is he, actually? The question comes up on its own. But, lastly Dwi was here. Or that Dwi called Shah! Why is he so attentive? Never mind, it can't be him. Only people who fans goods times will be me. The one called Shah.

Last lesson hour. This time the teacher only told me about a long-lucky history. We also recorded it. Yeah, I'm always late like this. Look at Dwi's notebook. He was very focused on the book, I would borrow it later. I just listened to the teacher chattering so excitedly. Actually, I was so sleepy, it was like storytelling. Naturally I fell asleep, resting my head on the table.

BRAKKKIS....

I was shocked and rubbed my eyes. The history teacher was angry, because I considered himself a storyteller to take my nap. He told me to stand on the chair, and my face began to turn red, out of shame. The Dwi behind me was just a big smile, and was teasing me. Look at you Wi!

After the morning lesson. Now in the afternoon lesson. I'm the laziest! My eyes just want to be closed, and want to dream beautiful this afternoon. But this is what makes a person disciplined, must learn and use the time well. I also borrowed Dwi's notebook that would have understood from the writing. What's this! The writing is really bad, oops... Sorry. It looks like, the scriptures!

It's so damn flat, it makes no difference. I looked at the writing and found out exactly who the owner of the writing on the piece of paper whose sender's name was Shah. I know it's a pseudonym, for sure.

"Dwi! Is this your writing?" I gave the paper to him.

"Ngg.gak," Stuttering erratically.

"But I see the same as your writing, don't I?" The more questions I ask.

"Forgot it!" It just looks very suspicious.

From here I will find out the whereabouts of the Shah. Who is it, and what is it for? I'm sure he's someone I've known for a long time. I know this question for a second. If Dwi looks very suspicious.