Tumbar Candidate

Arta family

The list cowered in fear in the corner of the room. Hugging his knees with one hand, the other tried to call his parents. Always not active. Up to the fifth try, the girl was desperate and put her smartphone on the floor.

The knocks on the door were getting stronger. So afraid that the creature could damage the door, then after talking to Arta, Lista immediately pushed her study table in front of the door. It was only a savior for him now. He very much did not expect Arta to be able to help because in reality, it was the young man who brought misfortune in Lista's life. Lista's only desire is to close his eyes, fall asleep, then get back up on the bed in a peaceful state and assume what happened tonight is a dream.

“Lista, I've been there. Open the door.”

No longer a request, but a heavy growl sounded. No longer does it sound like Aila's voice. The knocking of the door began to be punctuated by a strange sound. Claw sounds.

“B–Mr ... Mother ... please ..” Lista put her forehead on her knees while crying. His hands were so trembling, along with the courage within him shrinking even more.

“KHAAAAAAA!” Screeching sounds are loud. Lista jerked in place. His eyes were alert towards the door. A drop of her tears that had originally hung down, fell down her cheek. For a moment he did not speak. Then a loud punch sounded. The door showed signs of damage. The cysts are gaping, vibrating, and sobbing.

“Munda ..” He suppressed his crying voice so as not to invite the attention of the beings outside his room. However, the stuffing stays out one-on-one.

Yoke!

Lista jerks. His body stiffened from thinking it was possible that the knocking sound came from another monstrous creature.

Yoke! Yoke!

Lista stay away from the window. He wanted to faint, but he couldn't. All the girl could do was stand stiffly waiting for a creepy creature to appear and finish her off.

Phone Lista is ringing loudly. The girl's hope is that the bundle is the one who called. However, what was on the screen was a foreign number that a moment ago contacted him. Because feeling that help here live Arta—though actually Lista is suspicious of the young man who brings bad luck in his life—then Lista answered the call.

“Exit the window! I'm already downstairs!”

Yoke!

The cysts were given a little relief knowing Arta was the one who pelt her window. He immediately ran to the window, uncovered the curtains, and looking down there was already Arta looking up waiting.

Lista's heart raced strongly when the door was hollowed out by the creature. A hand the size of an adult male's thigh came in, full of incision scars and dripping blood. Lista felt the turmoil in his stomach asking to be spewed.

“OUT CEPETAN, GIRLFRIEND!” peekik Arta under him.

The list opens the window immediately. His head was dizzy when he saw the height of his second floor. If he jumps, can Lista make sure there will be a broken bone. He was momentarily confused. Meanwhile, two big hands had already entered through the hole of the door that the creature had made, but Lista was struck by horror if she had to jump right now.

“PACAR! JUMP UP! I'M TANGKEP!” yell Arta.

Lista's body was fully trembling violently. The cold sweat on his palm made the window he was holding wet.

Holy hooch! The creature's head began to enter.

“CAR ****! GET OFF THE GRID OR HE EATS LO! I DON'T WANT JOMLO NOW!” arta's squealing high.

The grunts of the creature made Lista's brain forcibly make her foot cross the window.

“Gue will tangkep lo, Girlfriend. Lo jump aja.” Arta's tone of voice weakened.

The creature began to enter half of the body. For a few seconds, Lista fell silent because of her fear. He was confused to describe the creature. His face was so big that his neck was nowhere to be seen. His hair is just blood. His left eye was blank, displaying a gaping hole of a deep red color. Blood drops came out of there. His nose seemed to have been slashed so that the bones behind his skin were clearly visible. Not to mention when he snarled loudly, his mouth full of blood was terrifying. She could hardly believe what she was seeing now.

Yoke!

Lista shrieked in pain as her forehead was hit by a small pebble.

“JUMPAT, BOYFRIEND B£G0!”

The list nodded quickly and did not think much longer to leave the window where it was sitting, crashing down quickly. Arta had already prepared both of her arms to accommodate Lista's body. However, the young man did not expect that the body as high as 152 inches with the frail posture could be so heavy that he fell to the ground. Both are in pain.

The creature that was chasing Lista appeared in the window. Arta helps Lista wake up immediately. The list screamed in pain as it tried to stand up.

“It looks like a sprain,” says Lista. His gaze was misty as the dew in his eyes forced him to come out. “You—you go. Thanks for your intention to help me. But I can't leave here. Before he hurts you too, you should get out of here.” Lista pushed around Arta's back while sobbing.

“B4cot!” as if Arta before bringing his back in front of Lista. Within a second, Lista's body was already resting on Arta's back. The young man held up Lista's hips before running apart the night. Lista heard clearly how the breath of the young man who was her mount right now was very fast. From the light of her headlights, Lista could see faint streaks of sweat adorning Arta's face. Listi suddenly hesitated, did this all have anything to do with Arta or was it just a coincidence after Arta gave this ring he got hit by a problem?

Lista was aware of his concern as his body was slammed roughly in the driver's side seat. Arta turns around the car, becomes the driver and immediately leaves the yard.

“Kak, earlier it ... what?” tanya Lista was curious.

“Lo backrest, while I clear," replied Arta. The main character has appeared.

Lista followed Arta's orders. After his head leaned back, drowsiness attacked. His eyes were hard to hold to keep open. Moments after being closed, the List consciousness disappeared.

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“Pacar, wake. Do you want to go to school or not?”

The cry sounded foreign to Lista's ears this morning. His eyes blinked several times before an object filled his sense of sight.

“Wake up, Girlfriend Beg0! Want to stay here?” The masculine voice was heard again.

Black hair is messy, a firm face with a sturdy jaw, full lips, and a pointed nose. A striking addition is a distinctive eye that is sharply shaded by thick eyebrows. That's what caught Lista's eye. Lista woke up overwhelmed with a sense of high shock until she was unconscious around. The sofa is too narrow for a distraught moving Lista. The girl's body landed on the floor right in front of Arta's feet. The young man had absolutely no intention of helping.

“Basic girlfriend beg0 squared!”

Lista grumbled to hear Arta's insults, but her lips were too afraid to return Arta's scorn. Lista got up from where he fell.

“I where?” ask Lista who seemed to speak to herself because her tone was so slow.

“My house.” Arta answered and sauntered towards the door on the side of the room. “Lo no amnesia right last night abis jump from window?”

“You said you wanted to hold me, but it didn't. My legs hurt because you know, don't you?” Lista actually wanted to raise two octaves of her voice, but again she was made aware of the fact that the one room with her was currently a demon.

Arta turned. “Salahin Lo's body is a rat cake, but the weight of an elephant cake. Your savings are turning into fat?”

“Notes from.” Lista whispered softly. He could not resist as the young man's high voice knocked down his courage in an instant.

“Abis I'm ready, I just anter Lo to the house lo,” said Arta then enter another room that is believed to be a bathroom Lista.

The list is on the spot. Arta reminded him of last night. About the creepy creature that forced its way into his room. The cyst feels nauseous as well as traumatized. His gaze focused towards the door of this room. He was observing so deeply, that the sounds of the door punch last night seemed to be repeated again in Arta's room.

“Eh girlfriend beg0 square times deaf!”

The clash snapped at Lista's daydreams so she turned her head near the closet.

“What?” ask Lista, clumsy. He lowered his head to escape his gaze from Arta's body which was only wearing knee-length shorts. Her queen's stomach was free to look at if Lista had no shame.

“Sorry.” Without lifting his gaze, Lista headed for the door he was staring at long enough to forget the time.

‘My eyes are tarnished. My eyes are stained. Sorry Lista, Mother, Father. Mata Lista is not a virgin.’ Lista continued to chant the sentence in his heart. He cursed himself for seeing something taboo for him. Because his focus was cursing himself, Lista only realized when his head hit a hard object. His body bounced two steps. Lista grimaced in pain while holding onto a forehead. Arta's charms managed to blind her eyes to the point of not being able to distinguish the door from the wall. The list did not waste any longer. The door opened immediately and Lista nearly jumped out.

“Lista, let's have breakfast!” Stella suddenly appears from the door next to Arta's room. He smiled, and it was too strange for Lista. However, Lista did not refuse at all.

Arta's parents are already in the dining room. The man who was Lista's father's age looked at Lista as he sat beside Stella. Arta's mother came from the kitchen with drinking water. After putting it on the table, the middle-aged woman approached Lista.

“This is his girlfriend Arta?” ask the woman. “Such beauty. Similar Mama pas still young.” He placed both of his palms on Lista's cheeks.

“Kids Mama here.” Stella.

“You look the same as Papa. There is not a single mother who looks like her. It looks like Mama.” The woman smiled widely. “Whose name are you?” He asked gently to Lista. His hand had already moved away from Lista's face.

“Kalista, Aunt,” Reply Lista shy. She did feel a little happy being praised by Arta's mother, but her feelings were dominated awkwardly now.

“For a girl as beautiful as this, Auntie has a special meal. Wait a minute.” The woman half ran into the kitchen, then came out with the plate in her hand. Delicious spaghetti with thick red sauce. “Cobain deh.”

Lista accepted the lady's gift awkwardly. At first glance he glanced towards Arta's father who was still looking at him behind the newspaper in his hand. Lista's gaze turned on Stella who was smiling faintly at him. Lista smiled back at Arta's mother.

“Thank you, Aunt.” Lista grabbed the spoon on the plate and started stirring the food in front of her. Although it looks very delicious, the appetite of Lista suddenly disappears.

“Come eaten.” The woman sat next to her husband. “Pas Aunty knows Arta brought her boyfriend here, Aunt immediately initiative to make special food. So, Auntie hope you want to appreciate Aunt by eating that food.”

Lista nodded. The garage is full of spaghetti. With a slow motion full of doubt, Lista brought it closer to her mouth. However, the spaghetti had not touched Lista's lips at all when a hand jolted her to stand.

“Not now, Ma.” Arta made a firm voice. He held onto Lista's waist so as not to be spaced away from her. “Lista must go home to change clothes. She should go to school.”

Arta's mother pouted, but forced herself to smile. “Okey. But Lista comes here often, huh? Aunty makes it better. Okay?”

“Iya, Tan—” Remark Lista was cut off because Arta directly pulled her out of the dining room.

“Why, anyway?” ask Lista after the two got into Arta's car.

“Don't be too tight as nyokap me.” Arta started the car, then drove down the street.

“Why?”

“Gue doesn't want him to be his son-in-law. Not me.” Arta screeched, as if disgusted with Lista.

“Continue trying I was forced to date with you if you don't like that much me?” ask Lista. Recalling the courting, Lista regained consciousness with the ring in her hand. There was a thin fog left in the ring area.

“Lo know my degree in school?” ask Arta proudly.

Lista rotated her eyeballs. “Playboy cap pocong. Like jumping and jumping, from one girl to another.”

Arta laughed softly. The first time the young man had removed the cold impression from her. And for the first time, Lista felt like the scene.

“Target me during school, I can pacarin all schoolgirls in school. Lo my girlfriend to 106.”

Lista threw out her admiration for Arta. He clucked lightly. “Proudly so?”

“Take.” Arta raised her chin slightly, haughty.

“All your girlfriends are made this ring?” Lista lifted her fingers, pointing at Arta's gift ring. The young man was silent. “But can't be removed anyway? My finger hurt, but it did not escape.”

“Yes where can be released, the finger of the elephant finger.”

The list clucked again. “This I've used oil, soap, all macems. But tetep cannot be removed.”

“That's an expensive ring. If you release continues until lost, you must compensate.”

“No I will be missing. Promises. I just want to get loose. Serious.”

“You are so excited about freelin?”

Lista nodded.

“Fingercut lo.”

Lista pulled his hand quickly. Reflex movements to protect his threatened hand.

“Crazy aja!”

Arta smile. So Lista assumed that the young man was just joking.

Not long after, the car pulled over in Lista's yard. Another car was parked in front of the house. Lista panicked, afraid that her parents found her room door broken.

Lista rushed down without saying anything more. He ran without thinking anything or hearing Arta's screams behind him.

“Mother? Dad?” Lista shouted in search, as her house looked deserted. He ran up the stairs to his room. When he arrived, Lista was on the spot. The door to his room was fine as if there was nothing last night.

“Lista? Where are you from?” Mother appeared from the bottom floor. He looks very worried. “Mother why can't you open your room? You're okay, right? Room window why break?”

The series of questions made Lista silent. Lying has indeed been done, but not too often so that Lista is confused to use what type of lie so that her parents do not worry.

“Tast night ... anu .. what is it? Anu ...” Lista circulates the view looking for an answer. Her eyes stopped on the beautiful necklace around her neck. “There's a nutty, Bun. Lista is afraid so close the door to the room with a study table. Window broken because Lista blurred from home so as not to catch the thief.”

“Where do you sleep? Mother asked Aila, you did not sleep in her house. Keep where?” Mother looked worried.

“In another house, Bun. There is a more deciduous Lista temen house from her home Aila.”

Her mouth opened, Lista quickly twisted her brain so that her mother did not ask further.

“Bun, Lista can be late. How do I enter his room?” ask Lista.

“Delay call Dad for a minute.” Mother passed with her confused gaze. However, that was not equivalent to the current confusion of the List.

Was last night's creature just a hallucination of a Lista? But if it's just a hallucination, why would Arta help her as if believing what Lista saw?

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