My Pole Ketos

My Pole Ketos
The Beginning of the Tribulation (Kayla)



Earlier this morning, I was the same Alex got angry with Miss Wiwik because there was news about me as he was together last night. Because of that, I was the same Alex was given the punishment for singing Indonesia Raya song later tonight in the tea garden after the bonfire. Aih, why the hell should be the same pole again and in the tea garden it was cold, but still cool his attitude to me (Bucin disease relapsed :<). Ah, it's boring here. Listening to the explanation from the father of the tea garden owner about his garden and what makes me uneasy is that he was right beside me and focused on listening to what the father explained. I raised a hand that was intent on relaxing him and was instead appointed by his father.


“Nak, would you like to help pick up tea? Oh yes, the same man beside you helping me pick up tea now,” I'm shocked and the envious gazes of some students plus his cold stare makes me feel bad.


“Since I knew the pole, it felt like my heart was beating faster and there were so many things that I had never experienced before and somehow, when I called his name Farhan, it seemed familiar to me. Who is he and why am I getting weird?” gruntuku and began to approach the father of the garden owner with the pole. The father gave us 2 large baskets and directed us to the tea garden which was not far from where we had gathered.


“So, when you want to pick tea, you should pay attention to the leaves and bla bla bla bla” Maybe that is what the father explained and he left us to give directions to friends there. I plucked the tea and put it in a large basket that was modeled like a bag and long enough this silence was made. So awkward. I don't like this atmosphere the most and I'd love to break this silence. His cold gaze earlier seemed to make me stop to make no sound this time.


“Your fault,” I turned my head and threw my shoes at him, but missed.


“It was you who made me unfocused earlier,” annoyed me, but his eyebrows were raised and I just realized I was revealing that shameful thing.


“Not so,” my great-grandson with a red face like a boiled crab and the atmosphere back awkward. I think his old self with the current one is changing, although his cold, flat gaze and attitude have not changed. However, lately he has been smiling and laughing because of my strange actions. Unknowingly, a smile was engraved on my face until he looked at me with a horrified look.


“Do not go to his face,” annoyed me and after I finished picking the tea that was full, I walked up this uphill road. I took a sip of saliva and walked carefully so that my luggage would not fall and at that moment, the beam of light of the sun hit me. However, his big hand held me back and I looked at him in wonder.


“Like an angel, same as before,” I wonder for whom the sentence he said. He regained his senses and took his hand off me and walked quite quickly.


“Forku?” I asked and he was silent for a moment.


“Forget it,” Only that word ended our conversation and it went along with the black cloud coming to cover the sun.


“Could this be the beginning of our relationship breakdown?” I muttered and tried to catch up with him who was already up there. The cold mountain breeze seemed to tell me an unpleasant premonition during my time here, or rather being next to it.


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“Kay, are your eyes really soaked? Why why?” ask Laily who's been pondering me daydreaming.


“Kay, you want to go back to the villa?” haggard Rena while standing, but I refused and the air was quite cold. Luckily, the campfire helped warm me up even just a little. I saw my surroundings and the nose was invisible, and Andre and Arnold were joking around with the others. Worse yet, I was crying just now because I was curious about what he said earlier. Ah, since when did I become a baper just because of trivial things about him? And I looked for it as if I wanted that answer. However, I remembered my purpose in approaching him, which was to heal his phobia and I would remove my existence from his life before I trusted him more and more. During the event, I was slightly entertained and I was called by Bu Wiwik directly. Finish me today. I walked after Ms. Wiwik and the air just got colder.


“Bu, which tea garden would you like to be in?” my many.


“Cute mom and don't complain much!” ms. Wiwik's orders and I kept quiet because I didn't want to give any more new services. We reached our destination and my black irises saw him contemplating and his mouth was emitting white smoke as he breathed. He turned his head towards us and confirmed his position to be more serious.


“You sing here, mom will watch over you,” We nodded and started singing Indonesia Raya song. Our mouths let out white smoke while rubbing our hands and singing resisted this coldness. When I finished, Ms. Wiwik called me and she asked me to speak some distance away from her reach.


“No bu,” I replied.


“Then, why yesterday there was such news?” Ms. Wiwik is famous for the point and I sipped my salivary.


“I don't know ma'am, all I remember is I was with Alex in front of the villa garden talking and I suddenly cried in the corner remembering something and next, I don't know anymore, I know,” I answered honestly but there are still lies. Where do I want to say cry because he offended the same words he said. It's the same as opening the disgrace of Kayla's beautiful access like Ariel Tatum, even though it's still waiting for me. Ms. Wiwik looked at me intently hoping I hid the lie from her, but she let out a long sigh.


“Mom hope you said honestly earlier and now I will tell everyone to go back to the villa. You also have to go there,” said Bu Wiwik and I nodded then he left me with the pole. However, the pole was not there and I stayed here alone. Just one minute I was here, something felt empty in my heart as if there was a hole in this heart and was reflected in the face of the pole. All about him, whether I'm with him, or the taste I've been looking for. Whatisthis? I don't know anymore and walk on like there's no purpose. The cold pierced the skin and I saw around me there was only a quiet tea garden and I wanted to go back, but I forgot which way it was when I went up earlier. I checked my pants pocket, but I couldn't find the square. I forgot that I left my phone in my room and I tried to get off the tea garden hoping there was a highway ahead. However, my hope was dashed instantly that in front of me when it was just a wilderness and I intended to go in there as if my hope was still not over. The cold of the night and the darkening state of the forest made my hair stand up. The idea crossed my mind and I looked for a medium-sized stone and marked every big tree I passed with an X so I knew the path if I went back down the same path. I did it a few meters while walking into the forest. I did it long enough, but when I wanted to do it again, the X sign was on the tree. I looked around and tried to run in the other direction, but I got to the starting point.


“How is this? Is there no other way to get out of here?” my thinking.


*Srek


Srek


Srek*


The sound coming from the bush made my hair stand up again and curiosity appeared. I approached her, but cold sweat poured out from my forehead and canceled my intention to do so.


*Srek


Srek*


The voice seemed to call me to approach him, but I braced myself to hold him back. The voice seemed to approach me and I immediately ran away in a daze and shouted for help and a black figure appeared and started chasing me.


“Gya! Please!”


“Tasukete! (Save me!)”


“GYA!!!!!!” I shouted, but the figure was still chasing me and I accelerated more and my breathing began to wheeze as it ran on. I found a cave and went straight into it without a second thought. I watched from inside the cave hoping that the figure would not chase me anymore and the result was nil. I breathed a sigh of relief and tried to take a few steps back, but my body was pounding something hard and tried to turn my head despite being afraid of the horror thing. I saw a skull whose head was stuck in a spear as if it greeted me.


“GYA!!!!!!!!”