Pears

Chapter 15 (3)

"Fa, I want a story" said Vallen, who tried to calm himself from the gripping state of the night.

"Hm?"

"Pas is still in the old house, if you try it while there is thunder kayak gini, I like to move to the mamah papah room, I gash in the middle, continue to hug them so as not to be afraid," that girl's fairy tale.

He was waiting for an answer from Rafa, but in fact there was nothing at all.

When he turned his head, it turned out that the man had already closed his eyes with a calm facial expression.

You sleeping?

"Rafa ih went to sleep first ..," protested Vallen in a tone of disappointment.

Vallen's eyes were shifted on the curtains that presented lightning somehow to how many times, but this was brighter than before.

Not waiting for a long time, came an unusually loud thunder sound.

THE DUARRRR!

"YESY!!!" vallen shouted very loudly.

Rafa's left hand moved upwards and covered Vallen's right ear. Rafa hasn't slept completely. He also heard Vallen's story.

"Rapha! Rafa! Rafa!" call Vallen because he wants Rafa to wake up, he tightens his grip on the bolster because lightning comes again.

DUARR!!!

"GROFA!" this time Vallen was really scared, his breathing was not bad either. The lights suddenly went off.

But at that moment Rafa released his hand that covered Vallen's ear. He removed the bolster that the girl was hugging, then moved his body closer. After that, he pulled Vallen's right arm so that the girl's body was tilted so it faced him. Rafa's hand held Vallen's back head, making the girl's face sink around the recesses of her neck and chest.

"Diem, I'm gonna take a break."

"Aaaa," whined Vallen because Rafa had no intention of waking up.

DUARR!

Again, Vallen was aghast, and now he pressed his head against Rafa's chest.

"Sleep, let's not hear any more thunder" said Rafa who next stroked Vallen's hair so that the girl would go to sleep.

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A girl takes her phone that was leaning on the mirror. He had just finished putting a sheetmask on his neck, no, to his face. The girl throws herself into the bed and allows the pillow behind her to be nice to lean on.

"Snitch not Nasy. Vallen same Devan tuh keak no crispynya that. The relationship is not tired like a wet kanebo," Chela said as the opening sentence at the gossip event via her video call with Nasya.

Nasya took the milk in the refrigerator and poured it into a glass.

"Hey, I said the same thing, Nasha!" pissed Chela.

"Wooy!"

The camera there began to rotate until it displayed a figure. "HI!" nasha Hello. But the one who was called immediately threw his cellphone.

Chela was shocked by the black creature on the connection.

"Crazy. Ghosts today can be sosmed?" ask him to yourself.

"Chel! Chela wey! I'm wearing a charcoal mask again ...." The small muffled sound was from Chela's phone.

Chela picked it up again and looked at Nasya with a flat look. "Oh."

"Jawab my first question! I forgot what the question was."

Nasya over there chuckles. "Yes, I feel like they are too."

"So what is anjir?"

"NANYA NYADAR DO NOT LO VALLEN SAME DEVAN SO CRISP?"

"Don't insist on Maridoh!"

"Gue just toasted, that was your tone so much etdah. Not really a sound."

"Oh, mang yes? OH OH BODO VERY, THIS WE AGAIN SAY VALLEN. WHAT'S UP WITH THEM?"

"Chel yells again, I'm dead."

"That's not kakaq."

"Tomorrow, we ask the Vallen. Mending another gosipin first, do not think that is not the same as your own friends."

"Ashiup .... Do you ever hear the fart of Parjo?"

"MY CRAZY ONCE! Pantes just don't want any of me to be with him."

"The vow's a fart cake ...."

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