My Sweet Ghost Dreanda's

Dreanda Chapter 2

"Beautiful, Spoiled at once tough. She's sandra"

Dreanda

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This morning, the sun was shining brightly, but not as bright as Sandra's already sick heart. The regret in his heart had not disappeared because all night he kept remembering Helmi. The man so adored deceived him alive.

If only in his head there is an on-off button, maybe at this time he prefers the off button so that he does not think about anything else.

"huhh shit"

The girl's sigh was light. Then get out of bed to open the window. Once the window opens, fresh air with a cool breeze enters the room. There are some roses deliberately planted near the window, so that the air around it feels fresh.

Saandraa

The sound of someone calling him slowly, stopped his activity briefly to see the owner of the voice. But he found no one.

Saandraa

The voice was again audible, very smooth and felt distant. It was as if the wind was whispering his name.

Saaandra......... Maniss...... Gorgeous

This time Sandra knew who the owner of the voice, it must have been one of the jackfruit tree waiters in front of her room. But it looks like he wasn't the last night creature that pelted his window glass with a stone. But who is it? What Sandra saw was only two tree dwellers, genderowo and a small child who liked to hang.

Hii....

Greeting the young man who was standing next to his window, there was a distinctive fragrance of jasmine flowers from the outside. Sandra who saw it almost screamed in shock because the sweeper came suddenly.

Kangen me...

Said the young man while holding a few strands of white roses, but in vain because his hand was a sweep of the wind that only shook the flowers.

"who are you, new occupant?"

Sandra asked with a judes face that was deliberately made up to scare the creature in front of her. Honestly he felt unsure if the young man was a human or a demon. Because the shape looks perfect.

Yes, I'm perfect. Maybe it was a good guy.

Said the young man as if knowing the way Sandra thought about him.

"ohh yeah, I thought. Away there"

Sandra said as she left the young man who was still standing beside the window.

I know, I'm Dre

Sandra almost slipped when she heard the words of the young man named Dre. His face was red withstanding anger as he felt being played with by the ghost youth.

He came to him while saying some spells he had memorized since the school in order to repel the subtle creatures that like to disturb.

Hehe, you're doing sandraa

That doesn't work for me.

Said the young man with a sweet smile, very sweet. Sandra was almost trapped in that binding aura. Sandra who saw it felt strange, only this time there were 'they' who did not work with her spells.

Dre is seen starting to drift and wants to get into Sandra's room. Seeing that, he immediately screamed to his father.

"what is this"

Ask me when I entered her room with a cup of rose water.

"here, diaaaa"

Sandra pointed towards the young man.

Ehhh uncle, this is uncle's son-in-law.

Just wanna... Aduduha.. Oduhhh.. Heat..

The young man squealed in pain as Sandra's father splashed rose water on his body. This water is not ordinary water. The white rose sari was accompanied by several spells bandaging the water firmly.

"hahaha, feel the boy"

Sandra shouted when she saw the young man soaring up the jackfruit tree.

"that's why I planted some roses in front of your window so that the ghost wouldn't come in, but this one's a little different"

I said as I walked out of Sandra's room.

Sandra's heart was slightly pleased when she saw the young man screaming in pain with rose water. But he only realized that he had never seen the ghost before. Even more strange, he did not look like another tree dweller. Who exactly is he?

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