Love in Mystery

Fearfulness

In the dining room...

What a difficult sight to explain. Just this time I could really pay attention to Mr. Fathan clearly. He who was wearing a gray collared shirt with black material trousers, looked very simple but fit on his body.

Mr. Fathan, who may have seen me watching him unblinkingly, finally asked, “Fir, why do you see me like that?”

Spontaneously and innocently I immediately replied, “Tampannya.”

Whether he heard my words or not but for sure he also directly touched my forehead so I shouted, “Aw, sick sir.”

“Already know sick, why was asked still gawking rich see something interesting,” said Mr. Fathan.

“Hehehe,..” cengirku, “Whatever looks handsome,” mumbled.

“Ya. Then you eat,” his orders and again I am like a doll who directly obeys his words.

And at the same time, I accidentally saw my aunt smiling. I don't know what made him smile like that.

When we were eating, suddenly Mr. Fathan's cell phone rang and he quickly picked it up.

“Halo,” said.

I don't know what the guy on the phone said. But for sure Mr. Fathan immediately replied, “Good. I-i understand. Continue according to plan. Don't fail.”

After saying that, Mr. Fathan immediately turned off his phone. I who heard that was actually curious but I also did not dare to ask further.

“Fir, after this, consider this house like your own home. If I am not home and you need something, you can ask Auntie for help,” Mr. Fathan said shortly after.

I nodded and Mr. Fathan smiled.

***

The next morning, I felt very fresh. It was like I had not slept well for a long time.

“Fir, how did you sleep last night? Is sound?” ask Mr. Fathan when we have breakfast.

“Yourself, Sir. Just this time I can feel it,” I said.

“Thank God,..” sahut, “ya already. Quickly finish your breakfast after that we leave for campus.”

“Uhuk..uhuk..uhuk.

Suddenly, I choked to hear her words.

“You okay, Fir?” ask her with a worried tone.

“Ehm. I'm fine, Sir,..” sahutku, “but, Sir. Wouldn't it be better if I went alone, yeah. I don't want to add to my enemies.”

When I heard that, Mr. Fathan immediately stopped eating and asked, “Enemy?! What do you mean, Fir?”

I don't want to lose either. I also immediately stopped my meal and said, “Bapak did not realize that the students on campus had a lot of fancies with Mr?”

“You know what? Don't you like to be noticed, do you? Or are you not-don't be jealous?” said Mr. Fathan who seemed to be teasing me.

I who initially had no intention of saying anything like that without me realizing it to feel like a person who was being caught red-handed. So I spontaneously replied, “Gak. I'm not jealous at all. They were too transparent so I unconsciously knew about it all.”

Hearing my answer, I don't know what he's thinking. But for sure he laughed out loud and it was the first time I saw him like that.

“Ya already.. yes already. if indeed you want to go alone. But remember, if you again feel something makes you uncomfortable, you must immediately tell Mr. yes,” the message and I nodded.

***

While on campus, as usual I went straight into class. But when I came in, the condition of the class was still very empty and it made me feel goosebumps at once.

Then when I looked at the blackboard, how surprised I was because there was writing there...

'The second one will also soon disappear. You just look at.’

Instantly my body shook with fear and at the same time suddenly a hand slapped my shoulder and when I turned around it turned out...

“Fir, how are you here?” ask Jio.

I who saw Jio was immediately relieved and immediately immediately told about the writing on the blackboard.

Jio who finally joined the reading of the writing also finally said, “Ah lo, Fir. Very scared of you. Could it be just the work of a prankster, right?”

Jio immediately deleted the writing and immediately embraced me inviting me away.

“Fir, yesterday the day after to where? Lo skipping college is not taking taxes,” said Jio when he took me somewhere.

“Who's truant? At that time I was not healthy and finally could not go to college,”, I said.

“Less healthy?! Lo sick?! How can you not tell me if you are sick again?! I can bring you medicine and snacks,” protest Jio.

“Sori, Yo. I was lemes at that time. So can't tell you lo,” I said.

“Ya already.. yes already.. I understand kok,.” said Jio, “but I pesen to lo if next time you ngarasain less healthy, you tell me yes.”

Not long after, we arrived at the meeting hall. I who do not know why I was brought to the hall became confused and then asked, “Yo, why do we want to come here?”

“Ststtst.. later you also know yourself,” said Jio.

After a while later...

“Tes. test.. 1, 2, 3..”

“Please pay attention to everything. Of course some of you already know why you are gathered here. You are gathered here because soon the campus will hold an art show. It is expected that each of the faculties sends one show to be displayed at the event later,” said one Lecturer.

Hearing the announcement, all the students and students present also commented to each other so that the atmosphere in the hall was boisterous.

In the meantime, I'm not too enthusiastic about such an event, just quiet.

“Hai, you don't want to follow up?” ask Jio.

I shook my head and said, “Gak ah. Not interested.”

“Is. This is a habit of knowing not?!” jio was upset.

“Let's go,” my chirps.

***

After we all broke up from the hall, we went back to our respective classes. As I sat on my stool, I found a photo that was cross-marked using a red marker.

When the heart feels 'deg'. At that moment my feelings immediately became agitated.

“Whose photo is this? Why is it cross-marked?” muttered.

Because the lecturer who taught had entered the classroom, I spontaneously put the photo into the bag.

***

During the day, maybe because some days have difficulty sleeping soundly, I also feel sleepy. I rested my head on the classroom table and unknowingly fell asleep.

While sleeping, I again dreamed about the writing I saw on the blackboard and also the photo I found under the table.

Because it was too afraid to make me wake up with bad breath and cold sweat pouring down.

Because I was scared and agitated, I ran in no direction until I finally got tired and stopped my run. But when I was sitting crouching because I was feeling desperate, at the same time suddenly in front of me I saw a pair of legs wearing black shoes with long pants that were also black.

With a worried heart, I tried to slowly raise my head up to try to find out who was in front of me.

“What are you doing, Fir?” ask the person who turned out to be Mr. Fathan.

“Bapak?” I asked with a face that wanted to cry.

“This is why?” ask Mr. Fathan confused.

Without answering questions from Mr. Fathan, I also cried sobbing that made Mr. Fathan more confused.

“Fir, come with me,” he said who went straight away.

I who heard his words immediately followed him from behind until we were in a place that was quite quiet.

“Already. If you want to cry, just cry. After that, you tell me what exactly is,” he said.

The real me was crying from feeling hopeless because I felt so scared, it could only be as much as unclear.

“Pak, I'm afraid,” I said while still sobbing.

“Fear?! Why are you scared? You had a bad dream again?” tanyanya and I shook my head and gave a photo that I had obtained at the table during college.

Mr. Fathan also saw the photo and he immediately asked, “Then what happened to this photo? Is there anything strange?”

“I don't know for sure, Sir. But when I entered the classroom, I read a letter that said that the second one will soon disappear and I told you to wait until that moment happened,”, I explained.

Mr. Fathan who heard my explanation was immediately put on a different face. But he quickly changed it again and then said, “That's it. Maybe this is just a coincidence and just the work of a prankster. Don't think too much. Ok?!”

Mr. Fathan also stroked my head and then invited me back into the campus.

“Fir, if you are still afraid, we better go home together and you wait for Father in the parking lot,” said Mr. Fathan and I nodded my head.

And at the same time before Mr. Fathan walked away from me, suddenly my phone rang and I picked up the phone.

“Halo,” my word.

“How?! Do you like my gift, my dear?! Hahaha, that's still not much. After this, there will be even better gifts for you, Cinta.”

Instantly I felt my vision become blurred and my phone was released from my hand so that it made Mr. Fathan became anxious.

Holding both of my shoulders, Mr. Fathan asked, “Fir, what's wrong? Who earlier? What did he tell you?”

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