The Figure In My Bed

Chapter 4 Caged in the toilet

A little uncomfortable with the way they looked at me, especially now that they were whispering to each other. Even not only those who just saw my existence as a new student at this school. Lintang and his two friends looked whispering to another friend. Sometimes they look at me with a strange look, making me feel more uncomfortable.

Luckily, Susan came to class. My homeroom teacher asked me to come forward and introduce myself to my classmates.

"Mutia, let's go ahead and introduce ourselves. Well, our children have new friends coming," he said.

Arriving in front of the class, I spread my gaze around while giving a smile to all my new friends in this class.

"My name is Mutia Wardhana. You can call me Mutia or Tia can too" I said loudly.

"OK, you can return to your original seat," said my homeroom teacher sticking out her hand.

I sat back down and started taking lessons from Ms. Susan. It turns out that Ms. Susan is a teacher of Indonesian subjects, a subject that I liked enough that the time went so fast that it was unconscious when the study time was over.

It's pick-up night, it's the first night I sleep in a dorm.

It was so quiet that I laid my body on a wooden bed, and I was the only one sleeping here. I leave the mattress above me empty and choose to sleep below so as not to bother going up and down when I wake up later.

The situation is increasingly quiet and gripping, only the sound of seconds from the clockwork of the wall that moves. His voice sounded clear when in this kind of silence.

These eyes are so hard to shut, sleepy as if never coming. Though usually these hours I have slept, for some reason now so difficult. Maybe because this is the first time I've slept in a new place, not used to the silence. Or maybe it's because I remember you. What is he doing now?

Ah, I miss him so much! Long daydreaming mother until I was swept away in the memories of our time together. Maybe by remembering something then drowsiness will appear. The evidence started to evaporate wide, and I closed it with my palm.

Dugm! Dugm! Dugm!

My eyes that had not been closed widened even more when I felt something down there banging on the board where I was lying. Until my body shakes.

My heart was beating fast, fear began to perch. The sleepiness that was almost coming back now evaporates again, disappearing just like that. My eyes are fresh.

The dim light from the dim chandelier adds to the increasingly gripping situation. I have not dared to get down from where I lay to look under the bed. The sound of something from down there was only a moment, no longer heard after I sharpened my ears.

Until I decided to stay put. I pull a blanket that is not so thick to cover the entire body to the neck, my eyes move to and fro as if looking for something.

The cold made me want to go to the bathroom. Urinary fluid as if jostling wants to be spewed immediately. I cursed myself, it could be in a time of fear like this even want to pee. I really don't know the time!

Stepping towards the door of the room and out hesitantly. It was very unpleasant to see when I opened the door. The long, dark hallway was adorned with a gripping silence that made my guts shrink, but the urge to pee urged me to keep walking through the long hallway.

Gluey!

Difficulty swallowing saliva and then start to step forward with big steps so that you can get to the toilet quickly and back to the room again.

At the toilet door, I immediately went in and closed the door. I immediately set my wish there, until I felt relieved afterwards.

After urinating, I intend to get out of this toilet. Opening the small bathroom door, but when I opened the door, someone surprised me from behind it.

One man wearing a white cloth that covered his entire body surprised me who just wanted to get out of the toilet.

The figure pushed back the door I was about to open, making my head hit the toilet door. There's giggling laughter out there. While I myself hold my head that feels dizzy due to being hit by the door. My eyes blurred and twitched so hard this forehead stumbled on the wooden door.

Grimacing in pain and holding my body from falling down due to my increasingly blurry vision, I tried to hold the doorknob and intended to reopen it. The door was unlocked from the outside, until I was locked in the toilet.

"Hey who's outside! Please open the door!" I shouted at the person out there who I heard was still laughing as if laughing at me.

The figure covered in white cloth earlier, I'm sure he's not a ghost. She must be one of the students at this school who deliberately scared me. From his voice that sounded out there it seemed like he was not alone.

I hit the door hard, and again shouted, "open the door!"

"Lintang, quickly open the door, pity she must be terrified."

'Cross?' Instantly I realized that the one out there was Latitude and the one who spoke earlier was Echa. I can recognize his voice.

"Cross, Echa, Andin! Quickly open the door! My head hurts!" Back I banged on the door but this time it was not so tight because my strength seemed to be getting weaker.

Even I just realized there was blood flowing from the temple, it seemed like I was hit hard at the end of the door.

My body began to slump and sit on the cold bathroom floor, but they did not open the door, even the sound of their laughter I did not hear anymore. Only the sound of the moving steps away was heard. While I was no longer strong enough to wake up, even to just open my eyes it felt like I could not. Something seemed to push me into my subconscious until I remembered nothing more and was unconscious.