Being Married to My First Love
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Spoiler Love in the Dream Realm Chapter 2

The next morning when Citra awoke from her sleep, she was already in her room. The image then moved to sit and go outside the room with half run towards the living room, but there was no one there but himself.

The young man who last night, no longer exists. The door to his house was closed, although it was not locked. However, after recalling the new image remember if last night he had not locked the door since the afternoon.

The image tried to check all the items in his house. And everything looks the same. Nothing has changed in the least. The image was doubtful whether what happened last night was just a dream.

However, after he checked his coffee cup last night that he believed he had been drunk, it turned out to be completely empty and had been lying in the sink.

The image is getting dizzy. The clock on the wall shows 05:00. The image immediately jumped so shocked. He has not had to go to school early in the morning because there is a repeat in the first hour, he should not be late this time.

The image hurriedly entered into his room and rushed to fetch the ablution water. After the prayer Citra rushed to take a shower, then got ready to go to school. He combed his hair in a hurry until his head felt pulled until his scalp hurt. Then Citra binds with the origin of her hair up to the shape of a little messy dipolan.

The image immediately snatched his bag and motor key then out of his house. After locking the door and wearing a helmet he immediately got on his motorcycle and rushed to turn on his motorbike and drove into the streets in a hurry.

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Arriving at the class he saw, Amel was already sitting sweetly in his place. Amel was his friend. Although it had only been a week to know him Citra felt a match for Amel. In addition to the sweet child Amel is also funny and very friendly.

"Morning, Mel," said Citra.

"Again ...," fortunately, until you Cit, I don't think you're coming in" replied Amel.

The image immediately sat himself in his seat. The wall clock shows six and fifty minutes. That means there's still five minutes before the bell comes in.

"Mel, laper nih has not had breakfast," Citra said while holding her tummy rumbling.

"Tumben you don't have breakfast, Cit? mama gave me bread, hunted eat gih bell."

Without further ado, Citra directly grabbed the bread in Amel's hands and directly plucked it greedily.

"The mother and father have gone to Jogja, Mel. I woke up late, not to make breakfast," Citra said with her mouth full of unrelenting chewing.

"Great! Lo dare Cit, at home alone?" ask Amel.

"Braise, Mel. I've also been home alone for a long time" Citra said. "But, um at home is really weird, Mel!"

Citra's hair to the creeps remember the incident last night. Strange events like last night were the first time he experienced them.

"What's wrong, Cit?" Amel became curious.

Teeeet...teeet..teeet!

Just then the bell rang.

"Yahh .. hunt the bell. Later on rest continued again, Cit!"

Citra gave her thumbs a sign of agreement, then drank mineral water belonging to Amel until it ran out.

"Geez, rich people who don't eat a week anyway, Cit, all-you're instantly wiped out!"

Looked at Amel to the head. However, the insinuations are only the grinning of the horse.

Two hours of lessons are finally over. Hours of rest have arrived, all students scattered outside the classroom for their own needs. Citra and Amel decide to buy a meal in the cafeteria. While waiting for food to come, Citra told Amel from beginning to end about the arrival of the young man who came last night.

"Iih Serem is very Cit new house, lo. Don't-don't that guy was a ghost, Cit!" amel.

"There's such a cool ghost, Mel. His feet are down!" keukeh Citra's.

"Make no mistake Cit, Edward in the movie Twilight handsome bingit!" amel said origin.

"That's real-life as well as Amel, the movie's just fiction." The image of the menoyor jidat Amel that makes bin angry.

"Yes yeah? hehehe ...!" amel. "Lifting you said the same ortu asked to be found a maid deh, Cit. I can't imagine that I live alone! Oh, sereeemm!" Amel acted as if he was frightened while hugging his own body.

"Yes, too, Mel. Try it later I tell mom. Come back to class!" citra said then rushed up.

When he was paying for his food at a glance he looked like a boy who had come to his house last night. However, Citra lost track of her as many students passed by. The image stood as it flirted in all directions looking for the whereabouts of the boy, but it was no longer visible to him.

"Mana ..., where...?" ask Amel while looking.

So many students leave the canteen to return to class. Finally the young man who was sought was not found, disappearing without a trace. Although very curious finally Citra decided to return to her class with Amel.

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After school Citra immediately change clothes, pray and then take a nap. His body was quite tired and wanted to rest. When he woke up the clock was already showing at 15:00.

Citra rushed to take a bath, then performed Ashar prayers. He felt his stomach was already very hungry and wanted to be filled.

"Duh, what a laper, anyway! This afternoon I can't eat noodles anymore. Her gut can twist if most eat instant noodles!" muttered Citra himself while rubbing his stomach that feels hungry.

Mother is very strict with the schedule of eating Citra noodles. A week is allowed only once on Friday. That's one of the unwritten rules that the mother made and must be kept.

Finally Citra decided to go out of the house looking for a traveling meatball seller who often passed in front of the house, lucky Citra saw there was a meatball at the end of the front alley that was running.

"Ang the meatballs..here!" yell Citra calling the meatball salesman's brother.

"Yes, Neng. Depart ...!" answer the brother.

"The taxi's a pack, Bang, complete!"

said Citra after the brother began to approach.

"Ready, Neng. Must be made! Do you live in this complex?" ask the meatball seller

"Yes, Bang. Just a week here."

"Pantes Brother just saw. Be careful, don't stay home alone!" said the meatball seller advised.

"What's the matter, Bang?" Imagery probing.

"It's okay, Neng. Only often will change the ubumin, kayak that is not at home," said the meatball seller seemed careful with his speech.

"That's Abang gaje, make me curious!" citra began to be influenced by the words of meatball sellers.

After buying the Citra meatballs immediately enter the house and eat it. In five minutes the meatballs and sauce were unceremonious.

"Has a lot of people go to the end of the alley, apparently meatballs made by the brother feel bad, make dry gegara do not want to be eaten hot!" muttered Citra while wagging her hand to the side of her neck.

After the Maghrib Citra prayer work in his room. In the play of songs that again hits among young people to eliminate to the sunyian that night.

Tikk!

Suddenly I heard the sound of falling. It sounds on the roof of his house. The image seems a little surprised, but the voice is ignored.

"The other is just a rat!" he murmured to make her calmer.

He refocused on finishing his homework. After that he closed the book and put it in a bag. The clock shows at 20:00. Then, he took ablution to perform the prayer.

After that Citra came out of the room to lock the front door so that nothing similar happened again to yesterday.

Compenators!

Suddenly there was another sound of falling objects but it was a bit loud. Initially intent on locking the door, he went back into the room and hid behind his blanket, until Citra fell asleep.

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Suddenly Citra seemed to run as fast as she headed out of the house.

"Aaaarr!!" his yell.

"Bruuukkk!" Getting to Citra street was like bumping into something.

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