The Ancestral Inheritance Match

Chapter 33

Thalia crumpled her tired body in bed. A day away with Ardi was quite draining his energy, not to mention his emotions made like a rollercoaster by Ardi. 

"There is still a time span before magrib, I slept first 15 minutes enough to say sleepy."

Thalia soon fell asleep in her sleep. His tired body actually asked to rest until he felt nothing more and was lulled in his deepest dreams. A whisper was clearly heard in Thalia's left ear.

Kerala .. Thalia …,

A voice that came out of nowhere resuscitated Thalia from her sleep. He was surprised, his chest felt thumping faster due to sudden awakening.

Who called me just now? It's a pretty big sound, but it's not Sean's.

Thalia's hand immediately grabbed the phone lying next to her. He opened a free novel application with a blue logo. His eyes immediately opened wide when he saw the notification of the incoming message for him.

With a pounding and curious heart, Thalia opened the message she received.

"Eh, my God .. He really replied to my message!" A wide smile adorned Thalia's thin lips. 

The Red Cambodians replied to the message sent earlier,

Hi, greetings too. 

I call you who, Thalia or …,

Thalia, that's my name. May I know his real name?

Thalia replies to a message from the author that she somehow believes in a man. Soon the reply came again.

Why would you want to know?

Let's call him a little, shall we?

Thalia awaits answer from Red Cambodia. Thalia's feelings are not because they are like ABG children who have just known love and are waiting for the answer of their lover. 

He opened and closed the application until many times hoping to get an answer from the author. Until finally a notification he got. Thalia smiled, her heart pounding so fast. There is a fear of rejection by the Red Cambodians.

Why does it feel like gini, like I'm shooting a guy again! This crazy is what ABG feels like!

Thalia opened the incoming message and sure enough the author was willing to give her real name to make Thalia soar with excitement from the top of her bed.

Erick's.

'Nice name Erick ..' Inner Thalia 

You blokes?

Yeah Erick girls' names.

Ya

Thalia was confused as to what else to reply. The answer of the author who finally gave his real name was always short without a stale base like an acquaintance. This made Thalia hesitant to re-write the message.

"Ni a very jutek like, sadistic time reply message is just that!" he said to himself.

Thalia threw her phone away, she decided not to send any more messages.

"Iiish just knew but already made ilfill, already ah pray first."

Thalia's annoyance at Erick, Erick's cold demeanor made her not want to continue the conversation. For a while Thalia didn't even open that read app again. His attitude was more like someone who was fighting with his girlfriend. 

Thalia distracts her by watching the show from one of the private television stations. However, the attempt did not work. His eyes were staring at the television but his mind and heart were fixed on Erick, the male writer who had stolen his heart.

His gaze was blank and he could only imagine the mysterious writer's face. He only knew her through a work, but Thalia felt so close to Erick. They haven't even talked in a long time. Just a mere introduction, but Thalia felt sure she had fallen for Erick.

Something strange happened to Thalia again, a whisper as if calling her name and saying,

Find him, approach him …,

Thalia's body reacted again, and it tortured her greatly. Thalia squirmed, firmly gripping the side of the sofa she could hold. Pain, cold, heat mixed into one. The whisper came back.

Find him fast Thalia!

Thalia returned to her room and grabbed her phone. Shaking his hand reopened the reading app and decided to contact Erick.

I want to be a writer too, can you help me?

A question that just flowed from Thalia's mind. He only hoped that Erick would return the favor once more. The pain came back along with the message from Erick.

Are you serious about being a writer? Choose what genre?

Thalia smiled, she replied to Erick's message.

Don't know yet, any advice?

Horror, mystery?

Any other advice?

Thalia was confused, at first she just wanted to talk to Erick unexpectedly her question turned to her own.

Am I really crazy? Me, being a horror writer? Impossible already!