AWAKENED
Fifteen: Putting Suspicion

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This story is just fictitious. All events that occur are free authors' essays, not actually occurring in the places and locations mentioned......

Salfa had just sat down after feeling his body weaken. His head is very dizzy. Genta had just brought him some water to drink, but even a mere gulp was in no mood. The girl was still loyal to her chaotic thoughts after what just happened. Many times, he chose to clear his throat with a throb.

At that time, Kinara who was standing next to Novan realized that there was a shadow from outside the house, precisely near the window. His eyes widened when it happened that Novan was asking him to talk pleasantries. Realizing that there was no response, the young man turned his head. He saw Kinara was intensely staring in one direction with a frowning forehead.

"WOII!!" exclaim Novan loudly after following the direction of Kinara's view. He sees the same thing. Immediately he ran away from his friends who still did not know about him who shouted to call someone.

Kinara, come out soon. Actually for a moment he hesitated to say because he was afraid that what he saw was not human. But apparently, the more courageous Novan chose to act directly. Kinara saw a person in black clothes running away from the house when he arrived on the terrace. He hurriedly caught up with the young man he saw still running.

"WAITUUU!!! WOI, DOG!!" novan shouted with all his strength running. Unfortunately, in the end he gave up. That person was strong power too so that he could run that fast. "FLOOD AWAY!!"

"Van?" call Kinara who is trying to catch her breath after running. "Fuck the run! Who the hell is he?!"

Novan shakes. "No idea, Ra. But from the looks of it it's obvious there's no way a good person."

"I think so!"

"VANNN?? RAAAA…!!" yelled Genta and Vin. A moment later they had reached the point of Novan and Kinara was standing still breathing heavily. "Who are you chasing??"

Kinara glanced at Novan, and vice versa. "So I saw a man, all black, by the window. I called and he ran!"

"No kink?" asked Vin foolishly, without thinking.

Novan sounded clucking. "Lo's eyes are not literate anyway? Is he here with me now?" ketus Novan because he was upset.

Vin then scratched the back of his head that did not itch, grimacing with admiration for Novan. Kinara was just looking at it. There, Genta is the one that looks the quietest. It feels like what Novan said was like dejavu. The guy in the black shirt. Like no stranger to him, but when and where has he ever seen anyone like that?

"Woii, just daydream again!" mukas Novan by playing his finger until a clicking sound in front of Genta's face. "Udah ah, back."

When he saw Novan walking, Genta immediately realized the way his friend's path was a bit limp. Perhaps that is why Novan failed to pursue the mysterious person. "Keseleo lo?"

Novan looked over and then nodded. It doesn't feel like that much pain, it can still manage the pain. It's just that when used to walk, it's not so comfortable that it makes it a little limping. Vin looked at Novan's feet after hearing that.

While the three youths were talking, Kinara's eyes were focused on something behind the burning sand. Ah no, not on. But like a flash. It took a few steps to get there and see what he saw. The girl leaned over, sweeping away the sand that was about to immerse the thing.

Bracelet. Chain bracelet more precisely. It was silver in color, reflecting the moonlight so that its glint was caught by Kinara's eyes just now. He frowned, starting to suspect, could this belong to the person earlier? When he almost checked in more detail, he found Vin's call to bring him back, making his focus switch automatically. The one who called him, as well as the other two, was unaware of what he was holding. Kinara also chose to put it in his pocket to make sure first before saying.

"Be careful, Van, the way," Genta reminded. Kinara just followed behind them.

Salfa and Gopal, who looked at each other in an incomprehensible way, began to worry when his friends would not return. They stared expectantly at the open door. Hope the four people they're waiting for show up there.

"What a long time, Pal?" salfa asked with a look he manipulated in such a way as to look ordinary, but Gopal remained aware of the agitated tone of his question. Salfa kept pacing back and forth by biting the tip of his fingernail. "Where are they?"

Gopal coughed, then replied. "It's coming soon too. Relax, Sal."

Only Salfa realized that Gopal had not fully improved. The young man continued to cough until he could not stand it and fetch water for him. "Drink first. You're better, aren't you, Pal?" his tan hesitated, while Gopal only nodded briefly while receiving the bottle of mineral water given to him.

Footsteps sounded approaching. Both of them turned their heads and found Genta coming in, followed by three others. A breath of relief immediately greeted them. Salfa also moved and without further ado directly grabbed Genta who was closest to his position.

In Salfa's embrace, Genta felt the sigh ravage his chest. Not a roar of sorrow, but a happy wind. He returned Salfa's embrace, and right then, he felt the girl take off and move away immediately.

Salfa seemed confused when he realized what he was doing. His eyes scanned his other friends. He could see the annoying expressions of all of them who seemed to be holding back a smile.

"Gue is spontaneous, because he's the closest!" he tries to explain it to anyone. However, after listening to the word 'close' that he said himself, it felt strange. "-I mean near tuh—positionnya, l-closer than my place!"

Vin could not hold his laughter. He chuckled in reply to Salfa. "Yes, yes, yaaaa. Believe."

Salfa became even more upset when he realized Kinara was smiling too. It feels like no one is supporting him here. Because he did not want to be more wrong again, he chose to pass just like that to the front. Passing through the Genta by bumping into his shoulders was rough. Damn it, at times like this even his friends still ask him to joke? But that was no more than a form of relief, because a moment ago he thought something unwanted had happened.

On the terrace, Salfa sat with both elbows on his thighs. Shoring chin. It felt as if the whole question was filling his mind. What the hell's going on? What's wrong with Gopal? Who was being chased? And of course, why was he hugging Genta earlier? How daring?

"So, you're still overthinking like first huh?"

The sound broke the Salfa reverie. Genta, who had suddenly caught up with him ahead, played just sitting back in the next chair. Seeing that Salfa immediately reacted. "What do you want?"

"You want to."

DEG! God fucking. Salfa felt he had asked the wrong question. He just glanced in disbelief at what came out of Genta's mouth just now. He chose not to say anything, for free. There was no point in arguing at times like this, let alone with Genta. It's a pity that his energy should be spent only on responding to one person he hates so much.

"Lo know? If you think about it, always say the same thing." Apparently Genta still did not give up, the young man could still open the conversation again. "Gini, here. Look at me."

Although reluctant, but Salfa also still turned his head. It looks like Genta is mimicking the way he sat just now. With two elbows piled into the thigh, following the style of supporting the chin which is actually arguably not a very Genta. In fact, actually not only Genta, but anyone who does it will look very strange.

Moreover, Salfa was made even more shocked when Genta put on a frown. With eyes blinked and eyebrows go up and down in rhythm with a heavy sigh. Really, it felt like Salfa wanted to laugh. His smile was already broken but he quickly disappeared. He can't show that. Maybe Genta will think all his mistakes are forgiven.

"What the hell!!"

"Not laughing!" ketus Salfa's. The truth was because he was afraid of being hypnotized at the young man's laughter. "Udah hunted story, who was pursued by Novan the same Kinara?"

Not immediately replied because Genta needed time to get used to the look on his face after being satisfied with tempting Salfa. "Say, people wear black clothes."

"Who, who?" reply Salfa by repeating the word he mentioned as a form of making sure that what he heard was not wrong.

"Well, right!" Genta. "Well, too, a stranger, right?"

Salfa realized that Genta understood very well what he thought. Means, in other words, Genta does not feel foreign. The girl's memory is then invited back to remember the fragments of the memory that was missed. It didn't take long, his eyes were round. Remember something.

"Is that the guy who wants to steal my tape before I drown?"

YEP! Genta remembered in the end. His eyes are round. His gaze at Salfa was like hinting at the approval of what the girl said. "Oh yes! Yeah, Sal!"

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The voice of the mouth-puking frenzy in the living room that was somehow about what, was heard all the way back. Kinara who had just come out of the bathroom was quite astonished. But even so, he did not go back there immediately, but settled briefly in the kitchen.

The girl pulled the wooden chair there, slightly fixing the position of her sagging glasses as she looked down to notice something. That bracelet. His focus was only on what he saw, making the sound in front of him even more vague until it slowly disappeared.

As a stranger, his mind. His eyes then found the initials near the lock of the bracelet. "W?" muttered.

Starting to believe something, but Kinara still did not want to guess until there. After all, it was impossible as well, so it felt like he was suspicious of the impossible. But I don't know what he called. Either good luck or luck, or luck. When he accidentally scanned the surroundings, it was like he saw something magenta in color.

"What tuh?" he murmured to himself because he only had himself in the kitchen. Immediately moving towards what caught his attention, Kinara was surprised after crouching down and found a offerings there. Right at the end of the kitchen, under a table covered with cloth until it touched the floor. Kinara could see it because the position of the cloth was slightly exposed.

Dare not touch, but a folded paper with a needle pierced makes him curious not to play. It seemed, he wanted to call his friends now, but if there was anything with them later and it was because of what he found, then Kinara would not forgive herself.

He chose to return whatever it was, because it could be a grant of citizens as a repulsion. Kinara turned around and headed back to the front. Up there, he found five people in the living room still busy discussing something. He just frowned not understanding.

"Lo's sure what you said, Ta?" ask Vin. His gaze occasionally changed to scan his other friends.

"Honestly, not really, but if you think about it, it's all related, isn't it?" genta's reply was still trying to convince his thoughts. "Salfa even thought of it."

Although the wound that Genta had given him was still not acceptable to him, but this time, this once, Salfa wanted to try to be fair. What he discussed with Genta when he was on the terrace had come to this one thought.

"Wait, wait," said Novan mediated. His gaze was straight at Genta and Salfa alternately. "So, do you two think that mysterious person is the same person who tried to steal Salfa's hape?"

Hearing Novan, Kinara who was still trying to digest what the five people were talking about, understood a little. He was still silent, did not throw any questions because he did not want to disturb. It seems that what is discussed here is important.

There, Genta nodded. Followed by the nod of Salfa. Then Novan spoke again. "Okay, it makes sense that he's here to try and steal our valuables. But, about the murder, where's it got to be?"

It must be very patient when trying to explain something to others who may not agree. Both Salfa and Genta tried to understand that, so they tried to explain carefully.

"Gini, guys," said Genta who changed his sitting position to be more comfortable. "We all saw the celurit next to the mothers, right? According to what Salfa knows about those we can't see aka ghosts, who killed the mother was human. Well, maybe that guy."

Everything frowned not understanding what Genta was trying to explain. They looked at each other, encoding the same thing. This is Genta whose explanation is inconsequential, or their brains that can not work properly so that they do not understand?

Salfa sighed softly after noticing the silence in the living room. He glanced at Genta at a glance, coding for an explanation to be taken over by him. The young man understood and welcomed. So, now it is Salfa's turn to change his sitting position.

"Based on the letter that mother sent us, she clearly said that one of us was targeted. It was either me, either Genta, either Kinara, Novan, Vin, or Gopal. The reason why I still don't understand, but seeing all the things that happen to us, it makes sense."

Still unmoved, everything gave Salfa a chance to continue. "This is my guess. But could it be, if someone is eyeing our valuables? Look at me, that mysterious guy almost took my phone. Perhaps, the citizens here including the mothers understand it. Unfortunately the only one who dared to speak up was the mother, and she ended up being a victim."

"So, in conclusion, the one who killed the mother was the one who targeted us. The mysterious person," continued Genta.

Gopal raised his voice this time. "Okay, Ta, Sal. Maybe it could be and it makes sense. But, there is one thing that passes from your analysis," he said.

"What?"

Still where he sat, Gopal pointed to his wound. All eyes naturally automatically followed the young man's index finger. Gopal continued. "Look at my feet, look at what's going on in this house, see also what Novan and Kinara are experiencing at the hotel. It all has to do with ghosts, right? So I don't think we can just focus this on that mysterious person."

"Except one," said Vin right after Gopal finished his sentence. He stared at one by one his friends in sequence. "Maybe not, all this is fine?"

DEG! Although all of them were stunned to hear that, Kinara was the one who was the most shocked. His body even fell. He remembered what he had seen not too long ago. Sajen that, unlike sajen-sajen that he had seen either in the films or in Bali when the study tour SMA first. That Sajen, looks different. In addition to flowers, there are also bones, plus bundles of musty and dull paper. It felt, though impossible, that suspicion felt real.

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