My Sweet Ghost Dreanda's
Dreanda Chapter 1
"He exists, wants to be seen, wants to be recognized. But not considered".
- Sandra
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Sandra was laying her body on the mattress, her back was sore and cramping because all day sitting in the car, this should not happen to her. His heart ached when he recalled the incident this afternoon. Her boyfriend, Helmi, looks alone with another girl. Recently it was discovered that Helmi had always lied to him. About joining the climbing team to the mountain, but it turns out to be cool road with other girls.
Stared at the ceiling of the room with a sad face, it looks like some paper bird hangers are starting to dull because it has been there for too long. The birds were made by his father when he was in elementary school. So long no, obviously time plays a big part in destroying everything.
A knocking sound was heard from the window beside his room. The window directly faces the back garden of the house which is overgrown with jackfruit trees. I don't know why I like jackfruit so much, that I planted my own tree in the back of the house.
The sound kept sounding made Sandra want to see. His heart was broken coupled with the sound of intruder from outside made him angry. Busy the window while looking left and right, there was no one.
Sandra chose to close the window, just as it was about to close, a precise throw of her window glass. If he wasn't careful, it could have hit his face.
"Woyyyy, what a lack of work"
Shouted the short-haired girl with a thunderous voice. A moment later the air began to cool, but not as cold as usual. Suddenly there was a foul smell that was so piercing the nose, it felt like Sandra wanted to vomit violently.
Suddenly, there was a giggling sound from above the jackfruit tree, a huge black shadow seemed to hang on a tree trunk. His body was full of feathers, his aura was so strong, yet it sometimes felt weak. He just kept laughing at Sandra who was vomiting. It seems he was the one who had been harassing Sandra.
Sandra was convinced from the beginning, if it was not a human act, but because her heart was not right, so she would not make business with 'them'. The window door closed again, causing a loud noise. Drawn fabric curtains so that the outside of the house does not look again through the window. Sandra laughed happily because she managed to mess with the jackfruit demon.
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On a tree trunk that was about to break, sat a small, stocky boy. His body was full of maggots and then entered through several holes in his stomach. It smells so stinging.
Oy.. He wasn't a human. shouldn't have been 'a boy', but 'help boy' time huh?
Occasionally it was seen the boy playing with maggots on his body. Taken them one by one with long fingernails, then placed on a wooden rod where he sat, while seeing the maggots began to wander and jump back to his body, he said, then go into small holes that have released green liquid.
From the east, there was the sound of crying that was so slashing. He knows that this is the cry of genderowo.
"huuhuhwu... Neng Sandra is evil"
Said the genderowo with a flat face.
Hearing that, the ghost boy immediately approached genderowo. At the blink of an eye, the boy was already standing beside genderowo.
"what's wo, that man again"
Asked the ghost boy with a voice that resembled grandfathers, much different from his still-child body shape.
"huhuhuh''
Said the little ghost while hanging like a monkey.
'"foolish basis, many demons like humans, tuh kayak kunti''
Genderowo remembered about the kunti who loved to approach some young people who were in the middle of the night.
'' the Kunti is senile, she thinks that she is still alive, so it is not human samperin"
Said the boy in a voice that changed.
"hohh really too"
"hhh wait, who is that?"
The ghost boy asked while looking at the other jackfruit tree, looking there like someone was asleep.
"that's a kid, that's Dre"
The word genderowo then disappeared.
"ohh yes yes, understand dark"
The boy then returned to his place.
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Hi everyone, this is my third work after Dandelion and 4th triumvirate. Let's support each other so that I'm more excited to write it.
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