Orang-orang to Aratha

Chapters. 03 - Fear of Darkness

"Where's acquaintance? Success?" Fahruz walked hand in hand with Sonya when school came home.

While eating the ice cream Fahruz bought for him because of his old date, Sonya replied, "It's a little tense. I am tired of fighting with him. But, I think he's a lot different than people say."

"What's? You mean he's too fierce than he rarely speaks?"

Sonya seemed hesitant when she would answer him. He distracts her while scratching his non-itchy cheek with his index finger.

"Not good is not bad. He's just like the others. I think he immediately said his vows to me and left me speechless in a thousand languages. But it doesn't seem so either. I'm relieved after talking to him."

Seeing Sonya's face smiling warmly as if she had just gained happiness, Fahruz was blown away as if Sonya had deliberately stuck an arrow in her heart.

"What the fuck is your face? I'm so allergic! Get everyone poisoned! Don't you have feelings for her?" asked Fahruz who maintained his expression.

Sonya looked at Fahruz in confusion. "Why indeed? I am free to like anyone. Why are you asking? I wonder just as you are. A variety of rainbow colors, winding like a race circuit that many cops sleep in!"

"A-I'm just asking! Just ask you! You are too confident! After all, you also do not know clearly what the nature of Aratha is like." Fahruz a little hard.

Sonya's face softened, smiling sincerely to the point of making Fahruz melt because of it. Fahruz could not help but turn his face red. Luckily, Sonya was not looking at him.

"Yes, I know Aratha's a good person. Fahruz is already here. I feel safe and loved. Thanks for everything." Sonya said as she looked at Fahruz meaningfully.

...~o0o~...

When everyone had been home two hours ago, Aratha had just walked out of the drama club room when the sun had sunk. Aratha looked very upset considering Sonya who had already caught her in this kind of situation. Moreover, the girl named Kinan continued to force him to memorize the entire text of a very long dialogue. His frustration grew when he heard that the one who made the script was Sonya.

I want nonjok.

"That girl! It has made me treat him and now he is putting me in a troublesome situation like this! Look what I'll do to him later! He must be sorry!" grumbled Aratha while walking away from the corridor filled with a feeling of annoyance and annoyance.

Whatisthis? Why does it look dark?

Aratha's gaze looked surprised after staring at the front of the corridor that had no lights on. He stared at the window and realized that in a moment, the sun would lose its light and return the next morning.

Aratha immediately broke out in a cold sweat, shunning the shadow of darkness that appeared in front of her. He looked terrified, moreover no one was nearby. Worriedly. Fearful. Uneasily. Not safe. This scene, made him recall his dark past. With her own eyes, she witnessed her mother's death at night.

...~o0o~...

"Oh, no. It's a disaster." said Sonya as she opened the contents of her bag and made it a mess.

"Why again? Any issues?" asked Fahruz.

"My phone's left in the clubroom. I had to pick it up to call Dad" Sonya replied as she closed her bag again.

"You just go home. I'll take it."

"No need. I'll take it myself. Anyway, I've been a lot of trouble for you" said Sonya who immediately ran back to school in a hurry.

"Oh, it's dark in there. He sure he can be alone?" murmured Fahruz while staring at Sonya's back that was getting away before Fahruz finally walked around.

Sonya was in such a hurry when she went back to school. He should know when his father will return. Sometimes, the father did not come home for five days because he was busy working and the food that Sonya had prepared for him had to be wasted.

No one was standing in the classroom corridor when Sonya ran there. Only a few lights were lit to illuminate the corridor. After climbing the stairs, Sonya finally reached a room.

Among all the rooms here, only the drama club room always looks creepy. The room was filled with property and a long white cloth that had not been sewn. In addition, there is also a piano that is said to always ring itself at night.

"Finally meet." Sonya looks happy when she manages to find her phone which is in the drawer of one of the tables.

Just as Sonya stepped out of the room, she heard a breath sounding as if she was panicking. Sonya did not think at all about the existence of any ghosts or astral beings. He immediately walked in the direction of the voice and the voice directed him to the music room which was three classes away from the drama club room.

"Is there someone who hasn't come home yet? Is this some kind of bullying?! Ow hell! Could be bad later! This school will go on tv and be branded as bad as the government!" Sonya Inner. This bad thought always crumpled whenever he found something strange.

Sonya walked into the dark room and watched him for a while. There were only a few things that could be seen by him. The window of the room is still open, allowing the wind to blow in. His breath was still clearly heard in his ears. The more he followed her, the darker the room passed by her.

Sonya stopped in front of a brown closet because it seemed like this sound was coming from inside here. Carefully and hesitantly, Sonya opened her closet slowly. True to how he feels right now. He looked at Aratha, curled up on both knees. Aratha looked extremely frightened and trembling. His sweat did not even stop flowing from the top of his head.

"Aratha?"

Quickly, Aratha immediately raised her head, looking at Sonya with fear. His figure was much different from Aratha in the cold and stern daylight. Right now, he looked more like a child who was afraid of losing his way.

Sonya crouched down in front of Aratha. He didn't really know what to do when facing someone who was experiencing excessive fear.

"Don't be afraid. I was right here. You will not be alone anymore." Sonya smiled as she held Aratha's cold, gently trembling hand.

As Aratha looked much calmer, Sonya tried to hold her hand out of the dark room. It felt like it would be difficult for him to solve this problem because, out there the dark scene also happened.

"If only I could drive a motorcycle or own a car, I should be able to get Aratha home quickly. It was like holding the hands of a corpse." thought Sonya, staring at the ceiling of the room.

When the two had arrived outside the school and Aratha still looked frightened. Sonya's getting worried. He did not know how else while the sky was getting darker. She was afraid that Aratha could not be spoken to in her fear and chose to run away without leaving her.

"Aratha, where's your house? I'll take you home." asked Sonya.

Aratha remained silently lowered her head while closing her eyes. At first Sonya did not know that Aratha was very afraid of the darkness. If only he had known earlier, perhaps he would have asked Kinan not to train until nightfall.

"Ending already. I can't take him home. It could be bad because my next-door neighbor is a gossipmonger." Sonya, thinking hard until she could feel the smoke coming out of her head.

The sound of a big motor was getting closer. Sonya felt familiar with the sound of this bike. He immediately looked ahead and noticed the figure of the man who was driving it by wearing a white helmet in line with his motorcycle and jacket.

"Sonya! You said you were just taking a cell phone. Why did it come all this time?" said the guy. He stops in front of Sonya and Aratha and opens her helmet glass.

"Fahruz! How coincidental! Thank you for coming." said Sonya so enthusiastic and very happy to be moved.

"Why did you stay in school for so long? It's been this night. Besides, why is he too? Trance again?" asked Fahruz while pointing towards Aratha who looked frightened.

"Just ask later! You're taking him home! Ask where the house is! I can't take him on foot." said Sonya, firmly.

"Eh? What the fuck? How's mom? Do I have to leave you alone here?" ask Fahruz.

Sonya replied, "Easy! I can go home by myself. Now, you're taking him home!" he answered while pushing Aratha and helping her ride the bike.

"Yes, I'm anterin. But, you wait here. I'm still going to take you home." Fahruz told Sonya before he finally got on his bike quickly.