Catastrophe House

Catastrophe House
Accident Briefed


The car engine was powered by Mira. After that, they left school and returned to their original home.


After a few minutes of travel, Jennie realizes that this is not the way to her grandmother's house.


“Mother, is this the way to grandma's house?” jennie asked in amazement.


Mira smiled faintly, she then shook her head.


“No, we're going home. Grandma is no longer there, so Jennie does not need to go there.” explained Mira.


Jennie looks sad to have to leave her grandmother's house, but she just quietly bowed. And Mira knew that, but she tried not to care.


“Oh, yes. Jennie and Hyeon Chul how was school?” tanya Mira tries to raise Jennie's spirit.


Of course the way Mira succeeded, Jennie immediately looked back with wide pupils excitedly.


“Oh! Mom, Jennie met a boy named Majearn, eum, there's a long name but Jennie forgot and it's hard too. She was spending Jennie ice cream, she was also the first to invite Jennie to be her friend.”, Jennie said enthusiastically.


Mira who listened to the precious chatter from her son smiled and chuckled happily.


“Really? Eumh, how good is Majearn. He's not Indonesian?” tanya Mira chimed in.


Jennie was silent for a moment, then shook her head.


“No, apparently. Her eyes are clear blue, her nose is sharp and straight, her skin is white once—whiter Majearn skin than Jennie's skin.” Jennie clearly looked up to the left, remembering or imagining.


Mira imagined the appearance of a boy who was the same age as Jennie with good looks like that, it could be certain that it was European.


“Then, how about Hyeon Chul?” tanya Mira looked at Hyeon Chul from the rearview mirror in the car.


Hyeon Chul who felt Mira calling her name individually looked up.


“Then, what about my son Hyeon Chul?” mira asked with a warm smile.


Hyeon Chul was silent, he felt that there was nothing to tell, everything was flat.


“I don't have a story for today, mom. Everything is fine.” Hyeon Chul replied after researching her daily life today.


Mira could only nod in understanding, but said to Hyeon Chul.


“Sister Hyeon Chul knows Jennie is close to a boy named Majearn?” tanya Mira hopes Hyeon Chul looks after Jennie for next.


“Oh, tahu.” replied Hyeon Chul turned cuek.


“Really? Eum, Majearn is not naughty?” ask Mira again.


This time Jennie turned to Mira with a sense of protest mixed with confusion, what does this mother mean.


Hyeon Chul was silent, the boy did not like Majearn because the boy had caught Jennie's attention, but that did not mean he did not apply honestly and fairly to Majearn.


“No, He's good. He is friendly to me too.” Hyeon Chul replied honestly, but he himself who heard it did not like it.


Mira smiled happily, it turns out that in this day and age there are still well-behaved boys.


Hyeon Chul nodded with a sincere smile.


...


Dennis was serious and eager to make a presentation proposal tomorrow, he with a slightly depressed face and open lips corrected whether there was anything wrong with this writing.


But a noise like there were some people behind him whispering it disturbed Dennis' concentration.


Although at first he did not care, but the noise was very disturbing Dennis. He reluctantly realized that he was alone in his study turned his head quickly and suddenly, intending that the person who was bothering him was shocked and silent.


However, after seeing that there was no one behind him. Dennis just realized he was alone here.


Dennis knew that was not natural, but because the bright sun during the day made Dennis not at all afraid or alert. Like it was just the wind.


Dennis looked back until he turned back to focus on his desk, but his eyes were wide and his heart was made to beat faster when he saw a half-scraped piece of paper that read ; Don't leave, or your family will die.


The overflowing red inked handwriting made Dennis difficult to breathe, he would snatch the crazy paper but just Dennis raised the paper hand disappeared like dust fooled by the wind.


“Moreover this,” shrewd Dennis kicked off his desk.


Drrr..


Duarr!


Dennis spontaneously turned to the glass wall of his study room which immediately showed the state of the city was raining heavily instantly.


The sky turned dark with some of its sides red-colored effects from the sun that should still be up there. The rumbling sound in the sky with the flash of light afterwards made the atmosphere even more gripping for Dennis.


...


While, on the other side. Mira is now seriously running her car in the middle of this darkened mess. For some reason, Mira must be very vigilant, he continues to look to the right-left of the car whether there will be something that can harm them, especially his son.


Both of Mira's eyebrows tapered with her sharp gaze fixed forward, she slowly stopped her car—following what the cars in front of her were doing.


Jennie who was curious about what happened immediately moved her body to see what was happening in the distance.


“Truck slips, nak.” said Mira told Jennie who was also curious.


Jennie then laid her body into the seat, she closed her eyes releasing fatigue. But it is not done by Mira, his sense of alertness is getting sharper, he wants to immediately return to continue this journey, run away from this place.


Far away there, 700 meters from Mira's car. There was a trailer loaded with large logs traveling at an above average speed.


The driver was casually singing false, his eyes were fifty years old and narrowed to see something strange with the cars in front of him.


Because the rain continues to flutter, the car glass is not clear— makes the Driver does not know the car there really stops.


But when it got closer to— about 200 meters from the cars, the driver realized that the cars in front of him were really stopped.


Suddenly the driver stepped on the brake, but it seems the car continues to run quickly. The face of the trouble that was stirred up looked down to see if what he was stepping on was really a tool to stop the vehicle, although the driver knew what he was stepping on with what he wanted was the same, fate did not seem to allow it.


Increasingly frustrated, the driver shouted loudly while looking at the brakes and then returned to the road. It's really brake blong. The driver had no other choice but to turn the very heavy steering wheel.