
Today those faithful friends waiting for my arrival have now been lazy to rebuke me early in the morning, even looking at this face they are just ogah. But I can only ask in my mind, and answer myself.
Is this fair? I'm just a person who doesn't understand what's on his mind. Whether he is aware of his behavior or not is up to him. But we must go to the wrong person, even if he has many faults. How to know he is really mystic at this time, or rather realize it and change for the better in the future.
I stipulate if in this case, yes it is actually not because but I will determine now that this matter is guilty of Dwi's prudence. The proof, Heonri always cheered me on this time, without my boredom which is still childish.
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And now that I'm finally home with Heonri, he's driving me home in his fancy car. For me, he had forgotten his dark time. Suddenly I was taken somewhere with him. I asked, very worried about everything. But the answer from him was just that evil smile.
He came back like the old Heonri, I thought this would not come back, but he betrayed me. I also tried hard to open the door of a car that was locked, even until I was guaranteed to him, he still drove the car above average. I kept screaming even though I didn't hear it out there.
We were in a strange house in my opinion. With the outside area a mess of many items such as broken benches scattered, dry leaves scattered, even dry grass that became a threat garbage. The house looked so creepy, now I'm always on the verge of being scared. He locked my hands, and brought me into the house, covering my mouth with a cloth. I was unable to move, and could only cry without a sound, so these tears broke on my cheeks very loudly.
It was in a dark room, but at the end of it was a lamp that illuminated a well-built man, and his face was covered in black hoodi. It seemed to be waiting for our arrival. I've been thinking about nowhere, and maybe this is the end of my life. It turns out that Heonri still hasn't changed, I won't forgive him anymore because I'm really scared right now.
"Boss, this is his son" Heonri said, having completed his task.
"Good job!" The man's face was still camouflaged, and it was not clear just his hair was visible, his head covering was still worn, and he sat down while laughing viciously.
"How did my plan work, didn't it?"
"Yes," Hah she turns out to be Yoon Seon's sister.
"Fold him his hand and put him in that chair!" Order Heonri.
"Good boss." Be respectful.
After Heonri took the order from the bloodthirsty man, he opened my mouthpiece so that the loud sound of this cry sounded very loud in the room.
"Shhtt... Calm down baby, you're with me" he said, disgusting.
"RELEASE NO?!!" My orders are firm, with sobbing.
"No want! I've been waiting for you for a long time, and not being rude but what? You refused me outright. Right now you could be finished in my hands. I've had enough of this, and today I'm gonna have fun, enjoy some fresh red blood."
His face looked even more cruel. He was holding a razor blade at the moment, and was getting closer to the back of my hand, however...
KDRAKKS...
The door opened with a hard blow.
"DON'T YOU GO NEAR ZAHRAA!!!" Shouted Dwi.
What is he doing here. And while I just don't care about him. He became the first to know of the cooperative hideout between Yoon Seon and Heonri's brother. His eyes are red and teary. Don't forget he had the fruit knife. But he did not use it, thrown to the ground the knife and hit hard on the tapered cheek of Yoon Seon, so that there was a blood spot on the side of his lips.
Not to be outdone Yoon Seon even replied to him, but with the skill that was very amazed, he was finally able to fend off the reply tonjokan. I could only open my mouth wide and be glued to the bench. And finally this is what I was waiting for, Brother Yoon Seon was locked away by Dwi and this time he could not do anything back, even moving was very difficult.
"Srutts..." A very sharp knife pierced him from the back. My eyes are wide.
"YES!!! DWIII!!!" I screamed and thrashed, in order to be let go, and brought Dwi quickly to any hospital. So that these tears are shed on my cheeks.
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"Zahra what's wrong with you?" Heonri asked me.
"DON'T COME NEAR ME!!!"
"You're dreaming?"
"Huh?"
A few minutes ago I thought about what happened...
"I'm going down here, Heonri,"
"It's okay I'll take you home,"
"DON'T DROP IT!!!" Ketus I command.
"Ok" He sent me down, which was far from my home.
"Instead of Ra, I'll take you?"
"No! Thanks." Thanks." I also left the place.
Maybe this is indeed a bad sleeping flower, but as real as it happens. I also walked while thinking about the nightmare, and without realizing it my feet had entered the serrated sewer made of iron. It's hard to let go, and eventually it can, too. The old makhlum let go because there was no one there. I also stumbled to walk by holding a foot that was scratched slightly due to the rusty iron.
When I got home, I didn't know how many times I knocked on the door and no one answered. Either where the mother, surely he went to the market maybe or to the store to buy enough preparation later tonight. A man came during the time when the Azaan soon reverberated. My eyes are wide open, now it's coming.
"Ra, why are you here where's your mother?" Ask.
"No idea, I just got home from school. Don't see what?" I said ketus.
"Ok, get hold of big brother's suitcase first!"
"Well, brother is given the key to mother, and I am not. My mother's son or my sister!" My frustration will be.
"So you're ahead of there?"
"Yes," followed by a nod.
After opening the door of the house I deftly took a towel, and just threw a heavy bag. I don't want Rahul's first brother to come in, because I want to clean this body first, and then Magrib's prayer.
"Ra, let's go first!" He was so upset that he knocked on the bathroom door many times.
"Propay dong sis!" I said relax.
"Speed dong dek, already want magrib brother wants to go to the mosque!"
"I told you to be patient, brother," He was patiently waiting for me.
ALLAH AKBAR... ALLAH AKBAR...
"Sir, it's..."
"What?"I came out holding a towel, and my own toiletries.
"Beware! I'm gonna take a shower,"
That's how we are. Especially if the morning rests, until the mother's ear is hot to hear one babble, later it runs out the other, never get along with each other. But we cannot be separated. If any of them leave, then look for each other, and within a day from between we have to show ourselves even from the video call.
"Are you ready to pray?"
"Alhamdulillah,"
"Why are you so pale Ra, so sick?" His attention.
"Don't know, it's kind of unpleasant for my body, and it feels really cold,"
"Where? Oh my God, hot times deck!" Rebelled shocked.
"What wound is this?" He was curious about the wound that had been hit by a rusty sewer.
"So got a gutter serration, sak,"
"It must be rusty, right?"
"Yes,"
"Easy-after. Yuk rest in the room, later brother compress so as not to heat up again,"
"Good brother." My words are weak.
He also carried me, because I was no longer able to balance this body with my own. And he laid down slowly, and covered this body with several layers of blankets. A few minutes later, he returned with a bucket of water, and a small towel. He compresses with a attentive gaze. So I feel comfortable around him.
Falling asleep and resting will all distractions want it chat or persuasion kak Rahul to hard now no for tonight. And more precisely, I slept right at 20:00 after Isya prayer and was given a rice feed by Rahul. I fell asleep quite soundly, and woke up at 03:00, I want to pray tahajud tonight.
I went to the bathroom, as usual, to pick up the whudu first.
Serr...
Behind the door it was like there was just someone, I looked around there was no one at all. I went back to fetching water from the dipper, coming back like someone had passed behind the door. I tried to peek once again no one at all, and now I just ignore most of my hallucinations about the horror films I often see with Rahul's sister.
After I finished taking whudu I came out with a definite step,
"YESY!!! GHOSTS..." I ran around locking my room. And it's like this heart is pounding faster than ever.
"Ra, this is Ra's mother" She knocked on my door with a bang.
"I still can't believe it, and I'm back covering this body with a blanket to keep him away from my mind all this time.
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It was a bright morning and now I'm done and I'm going to the kitchen. I saw you preparing food for this morning. Yes, as usual mother will not cook fried rice, because that morning is only for white rice, otherwise it will catch a cold later. He prepared a delicious meal even though it was this simple. We greedily spent the food, until Rahul was unable to add umpteenth time. Yes, it is still in the period of introduction of food again, after Eid al-Fitr was missed at the grandmother's house.
Previously, my mother told me about 03:00 last night with a dialect that seemed very funny to them, but I was only glued and stared cynically when they laughed. Yes, they told me that last night I was afraid of my own mother. At that time my mother wore a mask so it seemed very scary for me. They laughed out loud, even Rahul's brother fell down unable to hold his balance due to very funny for them. My cheeks instantly blushed red, and could only bow in shame.
"Eat Ra, if you go to the cinema do not invite you to watch horror. It's not the brother who's afraid of you, is it?" It keeps crashing.
"SHUSH, NOISY!!!" My words are so loud.
"Followly, you're tired of seeing you fight. It's gone!" Mother's orders.
"Good bun." We did it well, and did not forget to say goodbye.
As usual, Rahul escorted me first. This time he is still strange with my body temperature suddenly dropped very drastically, even though when last night was very hot now has fully recovered. Yes, I answered casually because I understood that 'My surprise last night brought a tight chest, and my heart was pounding very fast. This time there was sweat, for God loved his servant'
"Goddess!" Amazed at the words of pearl that I copas from google when the seconds he chattered long.
HAHAA...