My future husband was taken by my sister

A gripping night

Jelita chose to walk a few meters to avoid the crowd. After finding a place that was a little quiet, he then sat down waiting for a taxi.

" How do I get home if there's no taxi ?" muttered Jelita while letting out a long breath. He got up from his seat and stepped his foot over the sidewalk. Her butt feels hot from sitting too long.

He tried to walk a few more meters, hoping there was a taxi ahead.

Many times he calls his best friend, but his best friend's mobile number is off.

" Lili must be sleeping" muttered Jelita as she slowly stepped her feet.

Jelita's body began to get cold because the night wind was blowing through the pores of her skin until her lips sizzled softly.

The distance from the beach to his house is quite far. It takes an hour to travel by motor. If it's a walk, he's not sure he can get home .

From behind was a car driven by Alex.

" Why didn't Miss contact Mr. Angga ? " though Alex with a confused face.

Alex lowered his head as Jelita looked back. It seemed that the woman had realized that she had been following him since.

" Why is that car following me ? " murm Jelita. Suddenly the feeling is not good, afraid that there are bad people following him considering the streets are getting quieter. If anyone does evil, he ends up.

Jelita finally quickened her pace, she wanted to get to a rather crowded place immediately in order to feel safe.

Alex is forced to drive his car past Jelita without giving a ride, because Angga forbids it.

Alex stops the car and calls Angga.

📞" Why did you call me this late at night ? " ask Angga from across the phone.

📞" Sorry Mr. , your wife is currently walking alone for not finding a taxi . Do I need to give him a ride ? " ask Alex to his boss.

📞" No need. Let me get that down there . You keep an eye on him until I come,"

📞" Good ,Master ," said Alex who immediately hung up the phone.

Jelita's legs have gone further and further without direction and purpose. The path he walked through grew increasingly quiet. The skyscrapers that had been seen earlier seemed to hide behind the darkness of an increasingly gripping night. Though Jelita hopes to walk to a place that is getting better.

" I think I'm going the wrong way" Jelita murmured as she looked to the right and to the left.

He was about to reach into the cell phone from inside the bag. He wants to try to contact his best friend again.

" My phone ?" Jelita groped the contents in the bag to find the flat object. But she found nothing, just a lipstick that was currently in her grasp.

Jelita's heart immediately raced faster. Panic began to hit his mind. How is this ? What if he gets lost.

" Where's my phone ? " Jelita turned to the right and to the left. Then observe the dark asphalt road to find his cell phone.

Jelita could not remember where she last held her phone. He was walking very hastily, for fear that a bad man might come after him. What should he do now ?

Gadia was starting to dilemma, between turning around or continuing to step. He must choose between meeting a ghost or a bad person.

" Why is it so horrible like this ? " jelita grumbled while rubbing her nape. The wind that blows causes the feathers to stand up.

There was no other choice, Jelita then took a thousand steps. With his eyes closed he walked through the tomb complex which he thought was very terrible.

Jelita did not care if there was currently a ghost appearing in front of her. He thinks criminals are far more terrible than ghosts. If he meets a criminal then the chances of him surviving are very small. What if he was mutilated ?

Jelita increasingly creeps if until his organs are taken and then sold. After all it seemed like he had never heard of any ghosts eating human flesh.

" Aaaa !" jelita shouted along as she ran. Never look back, open his eyes to see the way he did not dare. He just ran in any direction.

Bugh...

" Aaaa ! " jelita shouted back while covering her face when she hit something in the middle of the road.

Jelita's body trembled even more, worried that what was in front of her was a monstrous ugly monster.

" Don't bother me. Go you ugly monster ! " said Jelita while hitting the chest field someone in front of her. His eyes were still closed, only his hands were moving blindly like a woman in a trance.

" Augly monster, my body is very bitter and tastes bad. You just find another meal. Don't eat me, I'm afraid you'll get a virus" Jelita said. He tried to cover his face with one hand.

" Let me go" whined Jelita because every step was always in his way. How big was the monster in front of him ?

The man who put on a cold face immediately wanted to laugh at the silly behavior and words that came out of Jelita's lips. The girl looked so cute that it made her tense jaw even more slack.

" A handsome monster like myself doesn't like a silly woman like you" the man said in his baritone voice.

Jelita opened her eyelids slightly. The baritone's voice was so distinctive and sounded familiar to his ears.

" Is that the voice of the perverted man ? Or is it just a ghost who becomes a human ? " think Jelita who looks increasingly chaotic.

" Who are you ? Why did you become the pervert ? " said Jelita. The dark path made him unable to clearly see the face of the man in front of him. Moreover, that man was much taller than her.

"You must be a ghost, you'd better go to hell" Jelita pushed away, turning to the right and left of the road to pick up a stone. He had to throw it so that the ghost would know the taste. Jelita accidentally saw there was a wood not far from his position, he then took it.

Jelita's hands were already raised, preparing to hit the man's chest to make sure he was a ghost or a human. But a heavy hand was already holding his wrist.

" What's the name of that perverted guy ? " ask the man in a flat tone.

Gradually Jelita increasingly recognized the voice because it was very mirib with the voice of Angga. Even the way he talks is the same.

Jelita shook her head slowly, because she thought it was impossible for Angga to be there.

" You're not the pervert. You must be an ugly ghost that resembles the shape of a perverted man." Jelita thrashed, as hard as possible to escape from the man's hand checks.

Jelita grinned, firmly then stepped on the feet of the man who was believed to be the ghost of Angga incarnation.