The Lost In The Nightmare

The Feeling's

...NIGHTMARE 19'S...

...The Feeling's...

The sound of seconds is a wall clock wading through the entire villa room which now contains three human children and one lifeless body in it. The three sons of man remained silent for a few minutes. No one's making a sound.

and Jihan was still digesting what they had just heard from Kurnia's own mouth.

"Kill?" ask Jihan and Rizal at the same time. Disbelief rules their tone.

Kurnia nodded her head steadily. Convincing the two friends who were staring questioningly at him. The question Rizal and Jihan had made Kurnia think for a moment.

Rizal's eyes froze. "Kurnia, you—"

"You killed all our friends?" jihan continued on Rizal's previous words.

Kurnia widened her eyes. "Huh? You crazy?" said Kurnia in a high tone. Now he realized that actually the question that Rizal and Jihan were asking was directed to the topic. "I couldn't have done such an unnatural deed, you know!"

Rizal raised his eyebrows. "You mean?"

"Well... I mean, I didn't kill Novi, Joints, and Fitri. More precisely, it wasn't me who killed all three of them!"

Jihan listened to Kurnia's statement carefully. "If you didn't kill them, why did you say, 'I'll tell you very honestly and clearly why I killed'?" jihan said while repeating the sentence Kurnia some time ago heard.

"Ouch... I mean, for the second time, I mean I killed it I just killed Sandi. Just Password, not anything else!" reply Kurnia with a panicked look in explaining something special about her.

Rizal awaits the continuation of the explanation from Kurnia. "Then?"

"Then, I'll answer all your questions as to why I killed Sandi." Somehow I felt like I was asking them successive questions, Kurnia continued inwardly.

The sound of Breath coming from Jihan was heard to all corners of the large quiet room. "Luckily, it wasn't you who killed them."

"of course! Why I killed them. It's useless."

Iris onyx Rizal looked at Kurnia with the gaze of the prosecution's answer. "In that case, since I'm in an unfavorable situation, please tell us why you took the initiative to kill Sandi earlier."

Hearing the utterance like a command sentence from Rizal made Kurnia look at Jihan and Rizal in turn. The one who looked at the source looked at him seriously.

The sound of lightning striking in the sky again sounded up to their eardrums. Jihan who was afraid of it desperately held the shocked surge from inside her body until her hand accidentally grasped the hand of Rizal who was lying on the bed.

Rizal returned Jihan's small hand tightly without a single shred of his eyes from Kurnia. He did it as fast as lightning before Jihan's hand was about to move from him.

Feeling Rizal's warm burly hand was grasping very tightly his hand. Though Rizal had clasped his hands many times, but the atmosphere this time was different from the previous one.

Jihan breathed slowly. Let it be, even he himself does not understand what he is feeling. Rather than thinking about this strange feeling, it was better to wait for the story from Kurnia who was still silent.

Kurnia cleared her throat, a sign that she wanted to start her story. "From the beginning, I didn't take the initiative to kill him at all. All I thought about was how to stop Sandi who had started to go crazy subtly so that Rizal who was holding back his pain could be free from his attacks. Not forgetting the knife he pulled out of his pocket.

"When Sandi grabbed me and pushed me away from her so hard that I crashed backwards, I didn't know what to do anymore. Honestly, when he treated me like that, I was eager to hit him in the face so that he would instantly wake up from his crazy world. But the pain in my head made me realize from my imaginary world that I couldn't possibly do it because this pain limited my entire space."

Kurnia turned her head to Sandi's lifeless place on the floor. "Until finally the katana hanging on the side of the room wall caught my attention who was in a dead end. For a moment I was worried between two choices: kill or not."

Iris Aquamarine Kurnia turned towards Rizal. "But as he got more serious about killing you, I finally made a choice, which was to kill him."

The slowly falling rain within a few seconds instantly turned into a torrential rain accompanied by strong winds.

Jihan scrunched her forehead not understanding. "Why did you suddenly decide to kill him? I mean, what was the reason you decided to kill him, Kurnia? Killing isn't just like you."

Rizal glanced at Jihan through the tail of his eyes and looked back at Kurnia. Waiting for the same answer as Jihan.

Kurnia threw away her eyes from her two friends. He breathed for a moment. "Come, Ji. I myself also do not know why I suddenly made such a decision." His brain sorted out the right words to describe his feelings at that moment. "It feels like someone said, 'if you don't kill him, then sooner or later you'll lose both of your friends too'."

"Then you killed him?" rizal asked sarcastically.

The head adorned with yellow hair nodded twice.

With a growl Rizal landed a flick on Kurnia's forehead which was also tan-skinned like her body. "Stupid! If you get caught killing Sandi from your fingerprints, that's how, huh?"

Sentilan from Rizal was able to make Kurnia moan in pain even though her head was protected with a bandage though. "Argh... Zal's! Your touch is sick, you know!" His eyes glanced at Rizal who was still waiting for an answer from him while stroking his forehead. "Later for the fingerprints let me wipe with a cloth so that my fingerprints are not attached to the katana's handle."

"Then, quickly do it before you report the matter to the servants," Rizal ordered briefly.

"Yes, yes."

With a gontai step Kurnia walked towards the bag he carried to take his used clothes as a media lap. Explanation is complete.

Jihan who was aware of Rizal's hand grip that was still enveloping one of his hands, finally chose to release it and turned towards Rizal's slightly bluish face. Especially at the corners of her lips.

"You okay, Zal?" jihan asked as he slowly touched Rizal's wound so that the owner of the wound grimaced with pain.

"I'm fine, Ji," she replied, moving one of her hands to touch her own wound around the corner of her lips.

Jihan's hand moved away from Rizal's. He sighed. "I know you're a man, but if it really hurts please don't say the opposite."

After saying his sentence, Jihan immediately grabbed the P3K box on the bed she used for Kurnia earlier. His hand opened the P3K box, then took out some cotton, a bottle of alcohol, and did not forget about the red medicine. Plaster as an addition.

Rizal watched Jihan's movements with a difficult look. "What do you want?"

Hearing a question that he thought was strange from Rizal made Jihan raise her head and look back at the young man. "Want what? Well, I want to treat your wound." He closed his P3K box and looked back at Rizal who was still staring at him.

Rizal raised his eyebrows. "Can you?" rizal asked in disbelief.

Jihan grunted loudly. "If I only treat minor injuries I can. The proof is that I can treat Kurnia." Jihan pointed at Kurnia who was busy wiping the katana grip that was still stuck in Sandi's chest by moving her head.

The reven haired youth was still staring at Jihan with a doubtful feeling. He doesn't know if he can trust Jihan or not. How could he trust Jihan so easily if Rizal had been the one looking after Jihan?

Jihan, who had felt that Rizal was still hesitating with her, finally decided to ask him something, "You don't believe me?"

Without the slightest hesitation Rizal replied, "Yes."

The short, dense, yet clear answer from Rizal made Jihan scowl her face. "Ah, stop!" Jihan's hand arranged for Rizal's body by force with her two small hands so that Jihan's body would face her.

"OK, let's get started!"

Jihan poured some alcohol over the cotton wool and was ready to land it on Rizal's swollen facial skin, but Rizal's hand held Jihan's hand halfway through.

"You're serious?" ask Rizal again.

Jihan brushed off Rizal's hand which was on her wrist. "Just trust me. You can comment, criticize, or suggest when I treat your wounds, really." His lips formed a smile. "OK?"

Rizal let out a long breath. If Jihan had smiled like this...what else could she have done?

"alright. Do what you want to do."

Jihan's smile widened. "Thank you."

Jihan's hand began to move about performing her ritual event with Rizal's wound slowly. Occasionally Rizal grimaced in pain, a sign that the wound that Jihan touched was a wound with a deep lash. And it's also a sign that Jihan needs to be extra careful.

As long as Jihan treated the wounds on her face, Rizal watched Rizal's hands twitch around her face. His sharp eyes occasionally glanced at Jihan who was staring seriously at her wound. Sometimes he held back a smile and laughed at Jihan's watchful expression for fear of hearing Rizal grimace—even if it was just a soft voice though.

Kurnia who was busy with the action of wiping him accidentally noticed his two friends alternately ranging from Jihan, Rizal, Jihan, Rizal... Though he only saw Jihan who was treating Rizal, but... why does he feel different? For some reason, Kurnia felt something else as Rizal looked at Jihan... Uh! No, no, no. This isn't weird. It's mediocre.

True, all mediocre, said Kurnia in a heart that unwittingly his head nodded in agreement.

Just as Kurnia was about to rise from her kneeling position, she suddenly slipped by a pool of Sandi's blood that was accidentally stepped on by her feet.

"TOW!"

And it can be ascertained, the sound of falling and the cry of Kurnia invited two other friends— who was facing—soon turned his head towards her. How stupid he is now.

Jehan gasped for what he heard. "You okay, Kur?"

"Kur, what's wrong with you?" ask Rizal after Jihan.

With a swift Kurnia stood up from the fall position. "Ah, no. Its alright. I was just slipping by Sandi's blood stream when I was about to stand up earlier." Kurnia laughed crisply.

Jihan sighed. Next to his hand he put it on his chest. "Luckily, I thought there was nothing with you."

Iris onyx Rizal watches Kurnia from top to bottom. "Kur, I think you should change your clothes. Your clothes and right hand are full of blood."

"Huh?" Kurnia looked at all her clothes and the result was in accordance with what Rizal said earlier. "Oh, okay. I think I should change my clothes and..." Kurnia looked at her right hand, "washing my hand."

Kurnia proposes herself to where her bag is. He took all the clothes he needed with his left hand that was not stained by the damn blood that had caused him to be like this. OK, now Kurnia feels guilty and sinful for having laid the blood of her friend whom she had killed with her own hands arbitrarily.

While Kurnia was busy with her bag, Jihan was now pouring red medicine over the cotton wad she had just taken from her place. Slowly too, Jiham landed her cotton filled with medicine on Rizal's wounds that had been sterilized by alcohol before.

After taking out everything she needed, Kurnia immediately went from her bag to the bathroom with all her clothes in her big left hand. Before Kurnia closed the bathroom door perfectly, her eyes glanced back at Rizal and Jihan who were facing it. And now the bathroom door closed tightly to his eyes.

The dark onyx Iris Rizal looked at Jihan closely. "Don't you ever like someone?"

"Hmm?" Jihan who was treating Rizal's wounds was confused by Rizal's sudden question like this. "When compared to liking, it may be more precisely admiring."

"Areally different?" Rizal grimaced in pain as Jihan pressed her wound too hard and was immediately apologized by the medic, Jihan.

"of course. If love is like crazy about someone, want to have but do not want to have. While that awe tends toward preferring to stare than to have."

For a moment Rizal digested well what Jihan said. "If you love?"

Jihan's brain thought for a moment. "Hm... Loving is like wanting to have each other and not wanting to be separated." Jihan placed the red medicine cotton on a small table next to the bed along with the alcohol cotton she had worn before. "Well, now just put some plaster on your face."

When Jihan starts picking up the plaster box, suddenly Rizal's hand moves blocking Jihan's intention. "Wait on! I have another plaster that fits me in the bag I carry."

Jihan observed Rizal's steps with a puzzled look. Starting from Rizal went to his bag, until he sat back in front of him.

Rizal's right hand fingers showed what he was carrying right in front of Jihan's eyes which was still silent. Guess what Rizal brought.

"What's this?" Jihan's hand took what Rizal showed her.

"That's a clear colored plaster that's a little opaque. The gloom was intentional so that the wearer's wounds were not too conspicuous," Rizal explained as Jihan opened the box and took it out.

The eyeballs that were similar to jade stones were staring at Rizal still with a look of astonishment. "What is the difference with ordinary plaster? Healing faster?"

Kurnia in the bathroom that was neat with clean clothes rushed to wash her hands with soap. Since the blood on his hands had dried up because he was more concerned with changing his clothes first, maybe this hand washing event will take a long time.

Rizal shook his head. "No. I just don't want that brown plaster to get in the way of my perfect face."

Jihan immediately frowned and hit one of Rizal's arms. "I guess this plaster is more effective or what, turns out it's in your own interest. Since when did this Rizal Ardiansyah before me become a confident person?"

"Since then."

Feeling dissatisfied with the answer Rizal gave him, now Rizal was attacked by Jihan's scolding in succession while sticking the plaster right in Rizal's wound. Surprisingly, a Rizal continued to stare at Jihan without the slightest intention of replying to Jihan. Questions loomed in his head.

After washing his hands that now look clean and also fragrant soap that he uses, Kurnia also began to propel himself to where the bathroom door is located. He took a deep breath before he opened the door. Convince himself.

When Kurnia just opened a little blemish on the door of her bathroom, the sound of questions from someone her best friend was accidentally heard by her eardrums.

"Ji, if there's someone who loves you how?"

Instead of immediately coming out of the bathroom, Kurnia instead remained silent with the position of her feet. Somehow he felt interested to hear what the answer from Jihan to Rizal's question. And he thought that if he got out of his bathroom right now, he would mess with these kinds of moments and questions.

"Huh?" Jihan worked her eyes several times, processing what Rizal said. "You mean?"

"Well... I mean, if someone you know or are close to you tells you how they feel. What would you do?"

Jihan seemed to think for a moment and think carefully about what she would do if that happened. "Eitherway. I never imagined that one day someone would declare love for me."

"That's not the answer, Ji. All I need is an answer to what you're going to say and what you're going to do" Rizal protested.

"Oh, okay... I'll think about it." Jihan started thinking—more precisely imagine—back what she would do if it happened. Suppose that.

Kurnia who heard Rizal's protest from inside the bathroom can only smile cleftly. "Zal... Your words are like forcing and suing someone, you know?" Then, Kurnia shook her head while looking down.

After a long time of thinking, Jihan finally muttered something, "Depending."

"Hn?" Rizal still demands an explanation from Jihan.

"Well, it depends who it is and how close or familiar it is to me." Jihan continued saying, "If that person really knows me, I don't know that person as well as he knows me, do I?"

Rizal nodded in agreement to the words from Jihan. "Then?"

"Then... If the problem is like this, then it's not necessarily what answer I gave him." Jihan breathed slowly. "Deciding something like that is more difficult and complicated than deciding whether you want to go or not."

Hearing Jihan's answer like that made Kurnia laugh restrained because she already thought Jihan would answer like that.

Rizal leaned his body closer towards Jihan. "The second question is, if the person who loves you knows you as well as you know him... Are you going to accept that guy's love?"

Instantly Kurnia was immediately shocked by Rizal's question. Wait for. He felt strange and fluttering with fear. Both of his hands clenched tightly. What is he afraid of? All he knew now was that he had to get out of the bathroom right away. For some reason, he felt this was the most appropriate moment to come out.

"Huh?" Jihan widened her eyes slightly. "Zal, what do you mean—"

Rizal cut out Jihan's sentence. "Damn, I—"

"In the end now I've cleared myself of the bloodstains, Ji, Zal!" kurnia shouted as she walked out of the bathroom with footsteps and a cheerful smile. Cutting Rizal's words. Because he didn't know what to say, so he could only say that.

Jihan also smiled at the cheerful voice of Kurnia typical. "Thank God, Kur. This way you'll look fresh."

"Heh, of course!" he shouted while rubbing his index finger under his nose.

Rizal sighed deeply at Kurnia's usual attitude. "Kur, have you cleared your fingerprints of that katana?"

Kurnia rotates her body so that she faces Rizal. "Already, captain! Is there something you sanctioned again?"

"How about now you tell the waiters, Kur? But don't tell me you killed him," Jihan suggested, inserting the plaster Rizal showed her into the box. Then his gaze returned lethargic. "Although it is unfortunate that you killed him, Kur.." muttered Jihan who was only heard by Rizal who was closest to her.

Kurnia smashed her fist over her raised hand. "yes too. Then I'll call the servants first, yes!"

"Hn. Go before the blood dries." Rizal convinces Kurnia to tell the servants sooner, better.

Kurnia nodded once confidently, then with definite steps walked towards the room door and disappeared behind it. Leaving Rizal and Jihan behind.

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

Kurnia continued to move her feet towards the mess the servants were in. The descent of the stairs, the twists and turns of the room, and the long corridor he had been through for several minutes. And he arrived in front of one of the rooms of the villa's servants.

He breathed a moment, preparing himself for reality. His right hand moved knocking on the door of the room before him at a fast tempo and called out to the maid. Hopefully the villa servants have finished taking care of Fitri's corpse and returned to sleep in his room.

It didn't take long for Kurnia to knock on the door because one of the silver-haired maids with masks on her face had opened the door for her.

"Not that!" exclaimed Kurnia with a tone that he deliberately made to seem panicked. "My friend Sandi is dead!"

"HUH?" said the waiter named Rizki did not believe. "What is this really? Just now that woman died, then now..."

"Already! Hurry up and gather the other servants and head straight to the master room on the second floor! I'm waiting for."

Kurnia also passed leaving Rizki who was busy waking up her roommate in the mess.

From the bottom of Kurnia's own heart, he felt very guilty for killing Sandi, coupled with twisting the facts by his mouth when explaining an excuse to the servants later. It was like running from reality.

.......

...+++~Lost~++...

.......

"Rizal?"

The young man who felt his small name Rizal was awakened from his momentary daydream. He now sits cross-legged while resting his back on the head of the bed. He raised his head, looking back at the eyes of the caller by his name.

"Hn?"

"Is your body feeling sick?"

Rizal again remembered what Sandi had done to him during the last seconds of the young man's life. His right hand moved to hold his stomach which had been given a punch by Sandi.

"It's not sick," answered Rizal according to how he feels now.

Jihan who was sitting on the edge of the bed now began to lift all her legs up on the bed and sat down by bending her legs back in front of Rizal. "You sure?"

"Hn," Rizal's response was brief. "You forget that when I was a senior high school I used to hold a black karate belt? So no need to worry, I've already felt more pain than that Sandi punch."

The girl in front of Rizal let out a long sigh. "I want to treat your body."

Next to Rizal's eyebrows raised. "Why are you putting on such a disappointed face?"

"You know? I rarely treat others, rather you're the first person I treat."

Rizal smiled slightly. "Oh, huh? Well, then, how many patients did Kurnia have?"

With a reflex, Jihan patted his forehead. "Ah, yes! Also true. Then you're second and Kurnia's first."

"Eat him if you want to talk first thought," Rizal commented while touching Jihan's forehead, just like he did to Kurnia before.

Jihan can only grimace in pain from a flick from Rizal. He and Kurnia once commented on the painful jostle that Rizal often did to both of them, but instead of stopping, Rizal even added the pressure on his center so that it became very painful as it is now.

Elsewhere, Kurnia continues up the stairs to the second floor of the villa casually towards the room where Rizal and Jihan are. Inside his brain he kept thinking about the right reason if later asked by the servants about the reason Sandi died.

Back to the situation in the room. Rizal's dark onyx Iris continued to look towards Jihan who was in pain due to the flick she gave her forehead. He continued to look at his little girl friend until Jihan who was in front of him looked back at him.

Kurnia continued to traverse the corridor with her limp path. When he reached the middle of the corridor, he suddenly got a reason that he thought was logical about the reason Sandi died in the room with such conditions. Now he continues half his way to the room which is only a few steps away.

"Rizal?" Jihan waved one of her hands in the air. "Are you okay?"

Jihan's voice sounded outside the room to Kurnia's eardrum. Wh why? Isn't the rain outside so heavy? Without thinking any longer, Kurnia's hand held the room door handle and intended to open it.

"Ji, if one of your little friends loves you, how?"

The sound of Rizal's question was heard by Kurnia's hearing as the room door managed to open slightly. The question was successful in making himself stop stiff at the door. And.. good, he experienced events like this twice a day in another position, only separated by a certain amount of time, and had the same goal of footsteps. The villa's bedroom.

Jihan who heard Rizal's question which she thought was sometimes too dizzying her head could only be silent. "Huh? Meanin?"

"I mean, if I or Kurnia love you and express it, how do you react?" clearly Rizal about the previous question and still a question.

Kurnia who only heard it felt herself also stuck by Rizal's question. Wait for. Getting stuck? Don't-don't...

Jihan was trying to shift the topic. "Why are you asking like i—"

The sound of lightning rolling and softly flowing in the black sky out there made Jihan forced to stop her words. His body trembled in fear and hoped that the lightning would not make a thunderous sound because he was terrified.

Seeing Jihan's body shaking violently made Rizal worry a little about her. His right hand stretched out onto Jihan's shoulder and shook her slightly. "Ji, are you okay?"

With a stammering Jihan replied, "It's okay-ap—"

The sound of lightning striking back suddenly comes with a very loud voice. Jihan was surprised to immediately hug Rizal who was in front of her without hesitation and thought first.

Rizal who was immediately hugged also grimaced in pain due to the wound of Sandi's punch on his body. Strange, the feeling of being touched by his hand the wound did not hurt. Or is Jihan too pressing—more precisely, hit her body too hard to feel so much? Alright, now Rizal was not thinking about that. Her onyx iris is now being riveted by Jihan's head.

While Kurnia who was behind the door— outdoors is now astonished by what Jihan has done to Rizal. Well, even out of surprise, they're women and men!

After a while his head was in the chest of Rizal's field, Jihan immediately realized the action and where she was now. He tried to get up from his position and said, "I'm sorry, Zal! I'm not—"

Feeling the movement of Jihan who began to move away, both arms of Rizal swiftly hugged Jihan's body to get closer to her body back and locked with a very tight embrace.

The eyes of the owner of the Aquamarine iris were wide. Kurnia did not expect Rizal's reaction to occur at all. He did not know why when Rizal hugged Jihan like that his chest felt pain. It felt like his feet stepped closer towards the two of them, then separated them. But on the other hand, his feet also wanted to get away from where he was standing now, and then find a quiet place to be alone.

Kurnia shook her head hard, trying to get rid of all her thoughts that were not clear of origin. Now all you can do now is to stay still in his place and keep looking at Rizal and Jihan in the room.

Rizal's head lowered to land his mouth and nose on the top of Jihan's head. The scent of Jihan's body slipped in through her sense of smell. He does not know what he has done, his brain is like commanding his body that enjoy for a moment what you have done. I don't think he wants to let go of his embrace. Alright, Rizal has indeed gone mad at this moment.

Jihan who is still in Rizal's arms can only remain silent. He could not remember what happened and how the exact expression on Rizal's face was about to hug him. All he knew was that Rizal hugged her in a quick motion.

Feeling uncomfortable with this situation, Jihan also tried to escape from Rizal's embrace. "Zal, can you let me go?"

Hearing Jihan's voice asking to be released with a question sentence made Rizal wake up from his empty mind. Rizal swiftly released Jihan from his embrace. His two tightly gripping hands both of Jihan's upper arms slowly loosened and moved away.

Rizal lowered his head. Dare not look at Jihan. "I'm sorry, Ji... I—"

Rizal's words stopped just like that because he felt a hand stroke his head gently. Out of curiosity Rizal also raised his face. As expected, the owner of the hand was Jihan.

Jihan continued to stroke Rizal's head while smilingly looking at Rizal who had returned her eyes. "I know, you must be feeling lonely, right?"

No words came out to reply to Jihan's sentence. The eagle-sharp onyx eyes just kept staring at the emerald Jihan. Waiting for the continuation of the girl's words.

Jihan continued her sentence. "You feel lonely because your parents haven't been around for a dozen years."

Instantly Kurnia gasped in surprise. He lowered his head, his eyes looking at the wooden floor under his footwear. "Rizal no parents? Didn't he say that." whispered Kurnia in a very small voice. His gaze returned towards Rizal and Jihan was. "What does that mean?"

Jihan lowered her hand from the head of Rizal. "Well, let's get excited! Don't act so weird!" jihan said confidently.

A smile was held by Rizal so as not to come to the surface. It seemed that he was happy that there were people who comforted him at a time like this.

The tan-skinned youth who was still behind the door to hear their conversation, was now filled with various questions in his mind. So much so, his brain that has a limited IQ can no longer think further.

When he wondered to himself in silence, suddenly the voice of someone present woke Kurnia who was already drowning in a sea of questions. Makes him shocked.

"Excuse me, Young Master.. How can we help you?" said Indra, the deputy butler. His head slightly tilted as he was confused by the presence of Kurnia in the entrance.

Now Kurnia's face is like being a person who panics because of being caught doing something negative. In a moment of such panic, his brain was trying to string together a word that was comfortable to say. Hey, does eavesdropping on people's conversations unintentionally include negative actions?

"Huh? Ah, no I just got out of the bathroom," Kurnia explained with her mainstay grin. He felt sorry for issuing a strange explanatory sentence. Hopefully not caught.

Villa waitress named Rizki— who was behind Indra— advanced her steps closer to Kurnia. "Then, can you show Young Master Sandi's corpse to be?"

"Yes, please come inside." Kurnia pushed the door of the room that she had opened with a relaxed and ordinary feeling. Like he hadn't heard the conversation Rizal and Jihan had before.

The arrival of Kurnia and the servants behind her back received a warm welcome by a pair of onyx irises and emerald from the top of the mattress.

"Kur, good that you're back!" jihan greeted Kurnia and the servants.

Chief Kurnia nodded surely while smiling sumringah. "Yes, the servants have come to help us." Occasionally his aquamarine iris glanced at Rizal who was looking at the wooden floor without a clear expression. Is Rizal okay? If there was a chance, he wanted to ask all the questions he was asking right now.

"All right, we asked for permission to approach him, okay?" ask Zaki who is also one of the villa's servants. He appears to be carrying a body bag that is still folded neatly in his hand.

"Hm. yeah, sure." Kurnia gave the servants a way to take a closer look at Sandi's lifeless body that ended up in her hands.

The servants walked over towards Sandi's stiff body, then crouched around her. Seeing the strange condition of Sandi's death the servants began to talk and whisper to each other. For all of them, the death of this kind of Password is very unreasonable.

Out of high curiosity, a servant named Deni ventured to ask, "Mmm, are you all able to explain this type of death of Young Master Sandi? I mean, is the reason for Young Master Sandi's death being killed?"

Rizal, Kurnia and Jihan were silent for a moment. Don't know what they should tell me. Honest talk.. or lie?

Afraid of being suspected of being silent for too long, Jihan decided to open her voice first. "Password it—"

"That's suicide."

Kurnia's voice cut off Jihan's words firmly. Make the whole eye toward him. No exception Rizal and Jihan.

At first glance Kurnia was like a thin smile almost invisible towards Rizal and Jihan who was still looking at him worriedly. And it is a sign that leave everything to Kurnia while you sit down and listen.

Kurnia took a deep breath, taking a step to tell the servants. "As I said before, Sandi killed herself. Wh why? Because he's crazy."

There was a face inquiring at every servant. Waiting for Kurnia to continue her next words.

"How can he say he's crazy when he was okay? Just think, if you are talking to your friends in the room and suddenly one of your friends opens the door with a very loud bang, he said, then directly accuse people haphazardly as murderers plus he has held a rope in his hand, is he not crazy?

"And because of his insanity of accusing someone, he casually tied my best friend, Rizal, to a chair and landed physical blows repeatedly until my best friend had been limp for a moment and battered!" His index finger pointed to where Rizal was. Kurnia's tone rose sharply at the end of her words.

Sure enough, now Rizal was flooded by the concerned gazes of the servants. And this makes Rizal feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. He did not like to be noticed with this kind of pity. He was like a victim of a natural disaster.

"Because me and my best friend, Jihan, don't believe in all the charges against Rizal, finally he decided to take the katana and stick it from behind his back because he had shouted that he wanted to stain this room with his blood spurting in all directions while shouting like a crazier person from ordinary madmen. But as you can see, it didn't work."

Kurnia sighed, regulating her emotions for a moment. "At least it's a summary of the story that happened here just a moment ago." He threw his face in the other direction. His heart is pounding. Is the explanation acceptable to make sense?

Zaki widened his eyes. "I don't think the story and the problem will be like this."

"Maybe it was because he was mostly thought that he suddenly went crazy like that" Rizki said after Zaki made a sound.

"Yes, it could be," Deri responded.

And the servants began to re-contain each other, chatting about what Kurnia had just told them. Opinions came out of every available servant.

Feeling bad for the guests, Indra, as the deputy butler who had replaced the position of Deni's butler, ordered his men to immediately clean up what had happened in this room.

"Alright, your talk is enough to get there! Please carry out your respective duties as I have told you when I was below. Hurry along!"

The servants swiftly carried out their respective duties, according to what their leaders said.

When Zaki saw trying to pull the katana that penetrated Sandi's body, regret again enveloped Kurnia's heart. His chest was painful considering the actual incident happened—what was done by him to Sandi by the katana.

Not long after, Sandi's body was lifted and put in a special bag of bodies carried by Zaki earlier. And some of the other servants immediately acted to clean up all the blood stains. Meanwhile, deputy butler Indra was busy to give command and supervise his men.

After not seeing a bit of blood stains around the area of Sandi's body lying before, Indra ordered his men to shoulder to shoulder with the corpse and immediately buried it next to the friend who had preceded him.

Once again, Kurnia stared at Sandi's departure for the last time. He wanted to feel like he was crying and roaring because of the regret that gnawed at his heart. Suddenly he remembered the moments where he was with Sandi. She once confided and asked what she felt for Jihan. Until the memory arrives where he left Sandi alone in front of the kitchen room and he went crazy afterwards.

Wait for. Is there anything strange?

When his men had already disappeared from sight. Indra turned her body towards Rizal, Jihan, and Kurnia.

"We've cleaned up the bloodstains, then Young Master Sandi's body will be buried as soon as we can. Please return to rest in peace because it seems that your condition is not very fit right now. Is there something you three need?" indra's long speech was accompanied by a question sentence at the end.

Jihan shook her head. "Nothing, thank you," replied Jihan representing the still pensive Rizal and Kurnia.

If you need anything, you can tell us right away. Don't be shy." Indra smiled towards Jihan and replied a nod by Jihan herself.

Seeing this, Rizal felt dislike. So that he unwittingly looked at Indra with a sharp and cold gaze. But it seems like Indra is not aware of it. And it's better that way.

"Alright, then, I'm sorry from in front of you." Indra bowed her body, feeling respect for her guests.

When Indra propelled his legs less than five steps, without Kurnia's voice calculation made Indra stop his footsteps.

"Wait, Indra..."

Kurnia's orders to Indra succeed in making Rizal and Jihan turn her head towards him. Look at him confused.

The owner of the name called by the name of Indra turned his body facing directly towards Kurnia. In parallel.

"Yes, sir," he replied with a typical servant-friendly smile on his face.

For a moment Kurnia kept silent. I don't know what he's thinking. The look on his face at this moment did not describe any expression at all, like an empty piece of paper.

Because he felt bad about the state of his guest named Kurnia, Indra slightly tilted his head. "Young Master?"

Suddenly Indra canceled what he was going to say. "No, it's not." Kurnia again displays its sun-like grin.

"You sure, Young Master? I have absolutely no objection if you ask me for something, "Indra tried to persuade Kurnia who suddenly abandoned her intention to speak. Perhaps there was a change in the decision of Kurnia.

The owner of the head adorned with yellow hair shook his head slowly with a slight look down while closing his eyes. "No. It's okay." Kurnia raised her head, looking at Indra who was several meters in front of her. "If I want something, I'll tell you, really."

Seeing Kurnia's smile without the slightest burden made Indra feel relieved and returned Kurnia's smile with just as pure.

"All right, then. Excuse me." Indra bent his body back, but this was especially for Kurnia.

Indra also stepped back to the door of the room. As he was about to close the door of the room, Indra took the time to say a word to Rizal, Jihan, and Kurnia.

"Have a good rest."

Then the door closed very slowly and politely.

Since Indra had left this room for a few minutes, Jihan finally decided to end the silence that had been stretched since. "Kur, you better take a break. Isn't 'your forehead still sore from the impact?"

Hearing Jihan talk about the impact, Kurnia just remembered the pain that always hindered her movements. But when Kurnia woke up to the real world, somehow her forehead was not as painful as before.

Wait for. It's not important. Most importantly now Kurnia had to reveal an important idea to Rizal and Jihan. Imminent.

Kurnia steps her foot towards Rizal and Jihan is. The swift footsteps of Kurnia firmly like will break the second floor of this villa made of wood. Of course, the unusual sound of footsteps attracts attention and stops the activity of the owner of the iris onyx and emerald who is preparing to lay himself on the mattress because he is too tired with all this.

Rizal who saw Kurnia's unusual expression said his question, "Kurnia, what's wrong with you?"

While Jihan who was next to Rizal could only remain silent. Can't figure out what's going on.

Kurnia looked at these two childhood friends in turn. A sense of anxiety was present in his mind. Kurnia put on a serious look and look in the eyes when she looked at the two friends during her childhood.

"Rizal, Jihan...We have to get out of this villa."

...~Lost In Nightmare~...

...The To Be Continued…...