My Sweet Ghost Dreanda's

Dreanda Chapter 5

" you're fun, I like it"

- Sandra

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Are you my dead soul mate Dre?

The question kept coming to Sandra's mind. As for Dreanda's unclear status about her death and who she was who could feel an attachment relationship with Sandra.

I don't know Sandra

I don't remember anything

When I woke up, I was in the tree...

Whisper Dreanda while staring at Sandra with a blank look. Hearing that Sandra grew confused, at first she had never been this close to a subtle-being, so she did not know whether all of them had forgotten the causes of their death or not.

And what about those who appear in terrible forms. In a word that explains if it is their last state while still alive.

Sandra was still speechless as she stared at the firefly coming out from the thatch field in front of her. The soft expanses of grass and the night breeze make him feel comfortable and cold. He is seen rubbing both palms while occasionally blowing them.

Funny...

Said the young man while watching Sandra's cheek that was expanding because it was blowing. Hearing this, Sandra was embarrassed and laughed briefly, a second later she was surprised to see a golden tendril coming out of Dreanda's hand.

The golden tendrils then turned into flames that coiled around Sandra. The object was not burning, the fire that surrounds there only gives a warm feeling to Sandra who was cold because of the night wind.

"thank you, Dreanda"

Thank you back..

Sandra

The young man again floated among the flying fireflies, creating a beautiful scene as the lights started to break through his body. Sandra loved what she saw.

Instantly the fragrance of jasmine again smelled, slightly stinging than usual. The aroma creates another feeling in the subconscious that forces it to take over. Sandra's gaze was so heavy, yet her body felt extremely light. It was increasingly felt, until suddenly something ensnared his body tightly and then everything darkened.

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The girl was awake when her eyes were glare at the sunlight. His eyes slowly opened and began to look around him. He realized that this was his room, but he was not sure why he would be here.

but is it all just a dream? Did all of that never happen? Obviously he would never have accepted it if everything was just a fantasy he had made himself.

Sandra woke up with a body that felt so fresh, her sleep was too good than usual. Is it because that dream made it this way? Without him noticing, a strand of jasmine flowers fell from his hair. The flower looked so fresh, as if it had just been plucked from its stem.

Sandra took the flower, then kissed it slowly. The aroma was exactly the scent of Dreanda, a unique young man who had recently seized his attention.

"it's not a dream". Whisper Sandra with a small smile.

"sandra"

Shouted the mother from the kitchen with a little loud. Hearing her mother's voice calling out, Sandra immediately rushed out of the room without first saving the jasmine flowers.

"virgin's son, how did he wake up? No college today?"

Ask your mother while preparing food.

Sandra seemed to think for a moment. But a moment later he immediately ran back towards the room and left his astonished mother. He just remembered if today there is a lecture schedule, but the worst thing is that his task is not yet ready.

"ahhhhh sialll"

He remembered that the task had not been done because last night he was traveling with Dreanda who wanted to invite him to play.

"Ohhh, look out for you Dree"

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