My Sweet Ghost Dreanda's
Dreanda Chapter 8
"Sandra, have dinner first son"
Said the mother when she saw her daughter was busy with college assignments.
"yeah buk, pause again''
Sahut Sandra who is still focused on the screen in front of her.
" but then it's cold, let's eat first"
Mother led Sandra to the dinner table and then sat her in her favorite chair.
"jeez ma'am, Sandra's not a child"
"if not this way, you will not eat until dawn"
Said mom while scooping rice into Sandra's plate.
Sandra saw her mother who was busy serving food for her, she should be the one who should serve her well. He was so grateful to have been born into such a perfect family. I have a father who always protects her and a mother who always worries about her situation.
"Yes, I haven't come home yet"
Sandra asked and started eating.
"not yet, try calling later"
She answered and sat down in front of Sandra.
"ready lady queen"
Said Sandra while making a gesture of respect to her mother.
"just be there"
Mom laughed at the behavior of her child.
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A middle-aged man looks overwhelmed fixing his car breaking down in the middle of the road. Previously the car was fine when going to deliver goods, but once home the problem began to occur.
The man named Hamid was surprised when suddenly the sound of a mobile phone ringing sounded from his pocket. He saw the name on the screen, a call from his favorite girl. Unknowingly a single smile rippled from his exhausted-looking face.
"hello daddy, where's dad"
"yes son, it's dad again on the road. What's up you call dad at this hour". The man asked while looking at the clock on the phone which showed twelve o'clock at night.
The girl was exactly like a five-year-old.
"maybe tomorrow I'll be home, son". The man turned to look at his old car which he had been trying to fix.
"really dad?? Mercifully. Oya, I'm just resting now, don't speed on the road, danger"
Said his son across the street who sounded happy. Likewise with the man, he also felt happy when he could hear the voice of his favorite child. Fatigue as if lost replaced with a strong spirit to be able to return to repair his car.
After the phone disconnected, he went back to work. Some car engines look dull and squeaky because they are eaten by age, seen some spots of oil stains around the blackened tank.
Mr. Hamid keeps on fixing some machines, occasionally wiping them to look clean and shiny. Although it can not be said to be entirely clean.
Without feeling a few minutes have passed.
Mr. Hamid is almost done with the job, if only not bothered by a bunch of delicate creatures of mango tree dwellers next to his car. If only the car broke down on a street full of shops, maybe he did not have to bother having to fix this car alone. Accompanied by the demons.
Khikka.... Khikk... Khik...
A loud voice sounded from the top of the tree right beside him. Mr. Hamid who knew that it was a subtle creature did not care so much about the sound. He just continued his work while chanting the protective spells of the creature.
Stttt
The voice sounded different, like the sound of a snake hissing. Mr. Hamid turned to see if there were snakes around or not. And it seemed that it was not the sound of a snake, but rather the sound of a figure right beside him.
Almost the man jumped in shock when he saw the existence of 'them' who had suddenly been next to him. The mantra is read again with a loud sounding voice. The stench that was so pungent made breathing feel tight, the smell of the carcass also smelled fishy smell so close to him.
It didn't take long, the creature left Mr. Hamid. The man was seen floating out of breath while sitting on the road.
All of a sudden, the wind was blowing forcefully scattering the fragrance that felt cold. The scent grew stronger as the wind started to stop blowing. The atmosphere was so soothing and made anyone dissolved in peace. Mr. Hamid began to be able to reset his breath, and looked back to see who the owner of the fragrance was.
"you?"
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