
Day afternoon nayla back in the night he just lay on the bed while playing his cell phone
when Nayla was busy surfing in cyberspace her eyes focused on a news that contained about the murder of mutilation.
at first he was indifferent and did not care just to read it but the moment he read the comment column he was curious there was the name of the housing where the parents lived and the name of the mutilated victim was similar to the name smp nayla's friend first.
because nayla was curious, she finally contacted her friend mila smp whose home position was close to the victim.
tut's....
tut's...
tut's...
there was a connected tone after the fifth tone then a woman's voice sounded from across there
Mila.."hallo assalammualaikum"
me...." waalaikum salam, this is mila ya"
mila "yes, gw mila, who is this?"
me "this I nayla temen smp loe first"
mila "oh nayla haii how are you"
me "gw good miles, oh mil I want to ask
I read about it on the news there were victims
mutilation is the address of the house deck
loe"
mila "oh that,iya nay loe introduce the same
rendy temen smp we used to be ex
gebetan loe nay"
me "ishhh haphazardly loe mil, in tuh
I just like to disturb you, I doang"
the sound of mila laughing, indeed the first smp always me who became the victim of my friends' pranks because they think I am the smallest, cool and funny.
after talking for a long time with Mila I finally ended the call.
I don't know why I suddenly remembered the memories of the first time with rendy
that guy always teases me that I haven't cried yet he hasn't stopped bothering me.
suddenly my hair stood up "what a piece of that hand belongs to rendy who has not met" fear now approached me again vividly in my memory as the hand held my hand with the position above.
the afternoon arrived because it did not jam I also arrived at the stop where waiting for an invitation faster
for some reason my head felt heavy, I leaned my head against the stand and closed my eyes for a moment,but when my eyes closed I saw someone standing on the bridge and throwing something away but I didn't know what he was throwing away but I saw clearly the person who threw something in the river was a man.
"ahhh why my head hurts so much" I annoyed myself
at work I try to busy myself to forget what was raging in my mind.
that night I was making a report at the fur office I sat on stood up, I also circulated my gaze to find out the cause of my goosebumps but my eyes did not see anything strange, I finally continued my work
just a few taps of my ear heard someone call my name and it seemed like I was familiar with that voice.
"nayylaa pleasein gw" the voice was heard several times and his voice was so slashing it sounded very heartbreaking
I also stopped my work and intended to return to the line but when it was about to stand suddenly the office door closed itself tightly like slammed.
my fear also became "apparently the talisman
aa doesn't work"my monologue
lucky I've registered my fingerprints so I can open the office door from the inside.
but when I was about to get out the door like someone was pulling my clothes, I turned my head but I did not see anything or my clothes were not squeezed any "why like there is a pull yes" my inner self
"ah bodo deh" I went back to continue my legs but again someone pulled my clothes, I looked back
and this time I again saw the hand piece was pulling on my undershirt
"aaaaahhhhh toollllonggg there is a stumped hand" I shouted loudly as I ran towards my line
because I was running so fast that it was difficult for me to stop, I finally hit the report board attached to each line.
Dian and all who saw the incident immediately laughed massively without warning
"hhhh shit very, very not helped even mengetawain"gurutuku while standing and tidying back the board to its original place
"loe why the hell is nay using all marathon running?"tanya dian was still with the rest of her laugh
"stop laughing, gw tuh abis bothered by ghosts dian hence I run away ngibrit" I replied with a frown because annoyed
"the ghost again nay?"ask dian as if he couldn't believe it
I just nodded my head too
"this time what form nay, aunt.or the poci" he dian increasingly kepo.
"not both" I replied
"do you keep what?"
"butted hand is answered" I replied
"wahh newcomer dong nay" she said as if she did not believe what I said
"hhhh loe mah, really serious gw"
"yes I believe" at last he relented and after that I do not want to be alone I always look for a place that is a little crowded at least both.