Psychologically

The Night's

The atmosphere back in silence was only the sound of people wanting to register.

"It was just a coincidence" Angga replied with a flat face.

I gulped a rough gulp, my mouth felt faint to speak.

"Ohh sorry I accused you of such a thing" I cried while bowing my head.

Angga nodded then put on the jacket he had removed.

"Gue between lo go home"celtuk Angga arrived.

As I was about to follow Angga's steps, my phone rang and an unknown number was plastered there.

"Hello" the voice there sounded heavy.

"This is Rendra, this is my number during my time in Korea" continued Rendra enthusiastically.

My heart pounded at Rendra's voice, the feeling of longing instantly peaked in my heart.

"Where are you?"call out Rendra slowly.

"I'm at Alexander High School" I replied with a faint smile.

Angga who saw me from the parking lot just smiled bitterly, he could definitely guess that it was Rendra.

"Huh that favorite school with the cruel caste?"rendra shouted in surprise.

I laughed and nodded.

"Yes from next week I will go to school there" I replied smiling.

"Are you serious Na?"tanya Rendra sounded serious.

"Which are you the same now?"ask Rendra full of questions.

"Sama Angga" I answered briefly.

The voice there was silent for a moment and then sounded back.

"I don't like it when you go with Angga!"rendra shouted on the phone.

I straightened my messy hair and smiled.

"You jealous?"I asked while laughing.

"I'm not jealous!, I just don't like it if you go with him!"angga lirih.

"Yaudah ya Angga has been waiting for me" my god laughed and I hung up the phone.

Rendra had not had time to talk the phone connection was even cut off, upset and restless approaching Rendra he was afraid that Dena would be seized by the handsome Angga.

"Your grandfather is doing" asked a girl with waist-length hair.

Rendra looked over and smiled.

"No, just call people" replied Rendra with a smile.

"Yaudah do not forget to pray yes" the brother said as he passed into the patient's room.

Rendra was silent in the hospital waiting chair, not feeling a single tear dripping down his cheek.

"Gue can't cry" muttered Rendra as she wiped her tears.

"It's only 3 years it's okay" he muttered as he passed away.

Time has shown at 17:30 almost mahrib and Dena must go home immediately otherwise Father and Mother can worry.

"Because it's ready?"ask Angga while wearing his helmet.

"Udah" I replied as I approached Angga .

The jet-black motorbike immediately glided freely on the streets of the capital at a fairly high speed.

Dena's heart is almost dislodged when riding a motorcycle with Angga.

I wanted it to go down at that moment.

"Ga ride the bike slowly later if we miss the police how?"my screams broke the highway crowd.

Angga laughed and then looked.

"Jaudah lives with a tight grip" Angga replied as she pulled one of Dena's hands and wrapped Dena's hands around her stomach.

Finally they reached the house Dena Mother and Father Dena was waiting in front of the house because of worry.

"Sore Om Aunty" said Angga while kissing the hands of Dena's parents.

"Where have you been?"replied Dena's father firmly.

"You're Dena I've been barring you from going to school there!"yelled Mom angry.

I just looked down unable to answer.

"I also went to school there Kok Aunt"celtuk Angga arrived.

Mother who was initially angry with me suddenly became good as if Angga's words had an effect.

"Ohh that if there is Angga Dena it must be safe right, with Angga kan pinter and martial arts" his mother said enthusiastically.

"Pengen deh has your rich daughter-in-law" continued Mother teasing us both.

I immediately nudged his hand with red cheeks.

"What the hell is ma'am" I'm embarrassed.

Angga just laughed and then went home.

I immediately ran into my room throwing away the shoes and documents I had brought.

I fell asleep on my bed, thinking about Angga, whom he suspected to be the cause of the accident.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes trying to sleep, but I couldn't.

Suddenly someone knocked on my window.

My body shuddered, I finally ventured to open the window of the room.

I was standing on the balcony looking to the right and to the left but there was no one.

Looking towards the park and the streets but still no one who.

When I walked back into the room, suddenly a tall, white-haired man was standing right in front of me.

I was surprised to take a few steps back.

"Who are you?"I asked with my mouth shaking.

The cold-faced man with bright purple-colored eyes was extremely rare.It seemed that this man had an albino abnormality.

Abnormalities that occur due to the lack of pigment and make the whole body white.

"I'm a member of OSIS High School Alexander is happy to meet you" said the man with a flat face.

"What business did you have coming to my house?"ask me with a shaking hand.

I feel like yelling for everyone at home to know, but my mouth seems to be silenced.

"I invite you next Sunday to come to the OSIS room of Alexander High School" the man exclaimed without introducing himself.

"Fusally?"I'm full of question marks.

The man did not reply, I looked into his eyes sharply but only with deep sadness.

"Then I say good" the man replied, giving me a paper with a gold ribbon.

A strong wind accompanied the mysterious man's departure.

My curiosity is growing.

"Who is that guy?"ask me in my heart.

I went into the room and covered my body with a blanket.

I then turned on the flashlight and read the letter in the dark.

For:Dena

We as OSIS Alexander High School invite you to join our organization.

We desperately need your privilege.

Right in MOS High School Alexander you have to come to the room OSIS Alexander High School.

Greetings from the chairman of OSIS Alexander High School

I was stunned after reading this letter, it was so short but obviously they asked me to come to the OSIS room next week to coincide with MOS.

My body is still shaking violently, it feels like it's all an illusion because I'm too tired.

But why should I?, I've never been involved in organizing since Junior High was quite surprising.

"But I didn't ask for OSIS" I muttered as I stared at the ceiling.

The clock says at 11pm, I should have fallen asleep that night.