The Lonely Wolf's
OPEN ONESELF
IT'S been a long night. Queen opened her eyes, dimly. He's in the office. There Iqbal sat in the corner of the room looking down playing the tip of his toe.
Queen retreat, “this must be a dream again.” His word.
Her hips touching the edge of her workbench made the woman unable to retreat anymore.
Iqbal looked at the perverted Queen's face.
“Iqbal! don't be rude to you, I can shout.“ riled Queen. But Iqbal got up and walked closer and closer.
“Iqbal..!” (this must be a dream!)
Queen crossed both hands right in front of her chest when Iqbal was in front of her to cover her chest.
Iqbal kept hold of Queen who was already unable to move.
Queen tried to push Iqbal's body, but the young man held Queen's arm back.
“Blitar..!”
The brain, heart, and mind are out of sync. Queen shouted loudly.
Unaware Queen actually begged for help from the mysterious man who had mastered himself in recent weeks.
Iqbal stopped, looking at Queen's face with a clear look. Suddenly Iqbal's body smoky
It gets thicker and eventually disappears.
“Kan! Is correct... Only dreams!” Said Queen getting annoyed with many strange events that continue to haunt her.
Queen tidied up her books. “Sepi very, where to?”
Queen hurriedly stepped her feet out of the room.
Iqbal stood in front of the door of the teacher's room. It seems to be agitated.
“Ngapain you?” The queen glared past Iqbal who stood sculpting. From the movement of Iqbal looks very much like he wants to hug the Queen.
“Awas...!” no matter Iqbal's face, Queen immediately stepped away to go home.
“Bu...? It's okay, right?”
Hiiiiiiii...! ”apa..an...”.
Iqbal could only hold a long, heavy breath. The mysterious female queen according to Iqbal. Has a pretty face with a taper chin.
At the beginning of the meeting Queen seems to have known and beat him all out with his pretentious attitude judes.
No one has come to the office. All teachers are still doing their own work.
“Bu, I want to talk to you briefly.” Iqbal sat across from Queen's desk. While Queen stands far enough away to play her phone. As if waiting for something.
“What exactly is the same mom?”
Queen glanced at Iqbal with her eyes tails. He just threw away a face.
“What's my fault? And let's discuss the mother's problem, who knows I can help.”
Queen looked at Iqbal's face. Looking for seriousness in the geeky face that has made itself in the skin all-out.
Long enough to think Queen finally decided to sit back in her chair.
“Father is superstitious?” Queen placed her hand on the table, waiting for an answer from the serious-looking Iqbal. Don't let the question embarrass him for the next time.
“Believe, there are things that are unreachable by human common sense on this earth.”
“I am in terror..” hesitates Queen told me about the beginning until the embarrassing incident that thought Iqbal was the mysterious figure of Blitar so far.
Iqbal mangosteen understand. “So that?”
“Yup..” Queen looking at the phone screen hid the shame. “But,..I don't really believe in that kind of thing, so doubt it's all what.” Said Queen again.
“Yesterday when the mother was raging, I saw a mysterious figure behind the mother indeed.”
“Oh yes? Father has a solution?”
“I will consult with colleagues who have such experience, who knows.”.
“Assalamualaikum..?” Indri and buk Riswanti appear at the door. “Ngapain you two?” ask buk Ris suspiciously.
“You think mom?”
Buk Ris's smile is increasingly ostracizing, “hayooo...ngapain?”
