Am I Different?
Terror part 1

Dinar and I were still holding hands, we were scared. Because in this house there is no one who accompanies except the two of us.

"Din, take the stone," I said.

"Come with you" said Dinar.

Slowly we began to approach the stone, Dinar's hand trying to pick it up. Dinar quickly took it. On the stone there is writing from paint.

As we watched, we both read at the same time.

"Sway Andre."

After reading that, we unintentionally looked at each other questioningly.

"Not Dita," I said.

"Yes, it looks like this terror was directed at him" Dinar said.

Dinar hurried to walk to his home phone, he began to press the phone button to go. I just waited without asking.

"Hello" said the woman across the phone.

"Hello, where is Dita again? Same Mother?" tanya Dinar looked worried.

It turns out that Dinar contacted his brother.

"Yes Din, what's wrong?" ask Brother Dita.

"Buet home, brother, important!" answer Dinar.

"What the hell is that? Just say, don't make Brother confused," said Kak Dita.

"Why, Dit? What happened to Dinar?" there was the voice of the person who was talking to Dita, the voice sounded like Ibu Dinar.

"Hello Dinar, what's wrong, son?" Ibu Dinar's voice came from across the phone.

"Hurry home Mom, I'm afraid" said Dinar.

In the look of his face Dinar looks very frightened, his cheerful face now looks pale.

"Didn't you go to Keyla's house this morning? You are now alone at home, son, wait for Mom and sister to come home" said Ibu Dinar.

"Yes ma'am, but I'm home and I'm at Keyla's house right now, but we're scared" Dinar said, looking agitated.

Sometimes he looked to the front door.

"The keys are tight all the doors, son, you are well at home, this is Mother and Sister is already on the way home" said Ibu Dinar.

I am also worried about this situation, let alone the two of us.

"Esteh, where are you?" I tried to call Esther in a whispering tone.

We both stayed next to the phone table. The two of us could only occasionally make eye contact, for not daring to joke around.

"Halo Dinar, don't turn on the phone so that we can connect with each other," Kak Dita's voice sounded.

"Yes, Brother" replied Dinar.

Suddenly there was a loud clashing sound in front of the house, his voice was like an item thrown and hit the front floor of the house.

Braaaaac....

Dinar and I hugged each other. With that Dinar accidentally threw away his phone that was still connected to his Brother and Mother.

"Hello Deck, Dinar," call Kak Dita.

Dinar tried to get back to his phone.

"Hurry home Brother, I'm afraid," Dinar trembled.

"Dit, your other phone was not left behind, they told him to take his phone, then let's hide more safely," Sounded the voice of Dinar's mother trying to invite Dita Kak to talk.

"You moved Brother's room, at the dressing table there is a mobile phone, then Brother phone to that number," Kak Dita told.

Dinar hung up the phone. We both started climbing the stairs, because Kak Dita's room was upstairs.

Arriving in the room we tried to find his cellphone Kak Dita.

"This is Key" said Dinar, showing his phone to me.

The phone started ringing, Dinar quickly picked it up.

"Hello, you are now with Keyla in Brother's room only," said Kak Dita.

"Yes," replied the brief Dinar.

When Dinar was chatting with her sister over the phone, I tried to walk towards Kak Dita's room window.

The window leads straight to the road. I was scared, but I was curious too. I'm getting closer to the window.

The dag dig dug....

My heart beats faster.

Somehow the legs felt heavy to step on, it felt like there was a weight that weighed ten kilograms hanging on my feet. Because my fear is more domineering.

"Keyla," called Dinar which made me aghast in shock.

"What do you want?" ask Dinar who is now trailing behind me, still with the phone in his hand.

"Look out of the house, who knows if we can see who's doing it" I said.

Dinar nodded, she took my hand. Feels cold, maybe cold sweat coming out of Dinar.

"Key," call Dinar again.

"Hmmm, break Din," I said still with a foot step sluggishly.

"It's a ghost job, isn't it?" ask Dinar.

I heard him stop my steps. I looked at him, accidentally shaking his head.

"There is no such demon, this is a demon-hearted man" I said.

"Key," call Dinar.

I don't mind his words. I got closer to the window, carefully trying to look out of the house. There I found no one.

The dinar behind me did not dare to look. He only occasionally pulled my shirt, sometimes I also brushed it off because I felt uncomfortable.

"Who's there?" tanya Dinar wants to know.

"Look no one, in front of your house we came here there are no flowers in front of the gate, right?" my many.

"No, no" replied Dinar.

I saw the usual sprinkling of flowers to sprinkle over the grave. I feel more strange about this situation.

It was truly an enigmatic terror, in front of the house as well I saw there was a square box lying down. Maybe there's something in it.

"Din, where has Dita been?" my many.

Dinar put his phone back into his ear.

"Hello, where did Brother Dita get?" ask Dinar.

"This brother has turned into the street into our residential alley, wait a moment," replied Kak Dita.

We were still waiting behind the window while looking down at the road. Not so long seen the car of the Dinar Mother from a distance.

"Mother" said Dinar.

We both ran to get to them. We took the stairs one by one. From earlier the heart was agitated, when he saw his mother Dinar's car immediately a little relieved.

When we got to the door, we didn't open it. Somehow the feeling of doubt still enveloped us both.

"Wait for your mother to honk her car horns, Din," I suggested.

The dinar looked very awkward to open its door, a face that still looked scared being shown.

Tot ...

The sound of a car horn (Sorry Author does not understand how the horn sounds).

Dinar and I looked at each other before Dinar opened the door.

"Mother," said Dinar as he ran towards the gate.

Dinar quickly opened the gate for his mother. I also approached Dinar, because I deliberately to engage the sprinkling of flowers in front of the gate.

The car stopped in front of the garage door, and I saw Dinar's mother coming down from the steering wheel door. After that followed by Kak Dita.