FROM ANOTHER WORLD To You (A Mystery Short Story Collection ) - The Second Book
Chapter 8: The Nightmare of a Celullar (first half )

Early

"Kkrrinng"

The sound made me jump out of my bed, not usually at night like my phone was ringing so loud.

"Curtain, just interrupt," I said, "Who's at midnight calling me, ruining my sweet dreams" I lamented.

Lazily, I grabbed the phone that was on the table not far from my bed. I squinted my eyes, the cellphone beam really made my eyes glare, but I could see who the bully was and my eyes were wide open while on the screen monitor was listed as 'Yuniar'.

Should I feel happy or sad when I received a call from him even though 3 months ago made my heart hurt by severing our love relationship that has been running for more than 3 years. But, if he called me at midnight like this, something must have gone wrong with him.

"Hello.." I said.

Across the street, I heard the cry of a woman, her voice familiar to me, Juniar.

On the sidelines of Isak weeping sounded his words, though weak but I could hear them clear and clear.

"Mas Roni .. died, mas,"

I flinched, "What, how is it possible ? He was fine yesterday, and he even joked with me,"

"7 days ago, before he died, he received an MMS/weird and horrible photo, mas. I don't know where it came from, after he died the photo was gone,"

I'm appalled. Well, a few days ago he had a chance to show the photo; a photo of a woman in long-haired white clothes unraveled...His face is not clear...is that photo what is meant by Yuniar ?

"He died a terrible death, my, me, I can't describe it, it's too horrible for me to tell you,"

"Well, I'm off to your house in 10 minutes...."

"Yes, mas... I'm waiting, but ... what is it ?" his words stopped for a moment before then from my microphone came a hysterical cry.

"No.. no. don't bother me. Go! no, no!! AAKKKHHH..."

"Hello, Yuniar.." call me repeatedly. There was no answer, what sounded was a long hum. I immediately hung up my phone, grabbed my jacket and rushed to the garage.At a short time later, I was sitting down, my motorcycle engine roared and I rushed towards the Yuniar house which was quite far from home.

While on the way, I tried to contact Yuniar, but, there was no answer. A few seconds later my phone rang, the name "Monica" was plastered on the LCD of my phone.

There is no time to answer his call, my goal should be to arrive at the Juniar house as soon as possible.

The wheels of my motorbike grind the asphalt of the road, at midnight this way the road looks quiet, quiet and deserted even more pitch dark. The only light that illuminated the road was the main light on the front of my bike, while, left-right the road that seemed to be just a row of dense and gigantic Jambe trees.

I have come to the end of the road which is divided into four parts. I took the left corner because it was the only alternative way to get to Yuniar's house.

After walking down the street for about 15 minutes, I arrived at the Yuniar house. I was wide-eyed, not usually at night like this the door of his house was most important wide. My heart grew even more uneasy seeing several police cars and ambulances parked in his yard.

"Who, are you young?" a middle-aged man wearing a police uniform blocked my path.

"I am the best friend of the owner of this house Yuniar, sir.. Can you please tell me what has happened here?" my many.

"I'm sorry, young man, the owner of this house has just died" he replied.

I flinched, "No way, Yuniar just called me !" I said I couldn't believe it....

The man dressed as a policeman with the name "Riyadi" bed looked at me deeply as if he was about to pierce the heart for a moment, "He died in a terrible state, the history of the phone call does end in your name,"

"Sorry, sir.. May I see the body?" my door.

The police officer named Riyadi sighed, "Alright, follow me. My body was found in a different place. Now it has been put in a body bag and will be taken to the RSU for autopsy purposes. Don't damage the TKP,"

I followed Mr. Riyadi from behind when he arrived at one of the stroller, he said, "This is the body of the man. Save your heart when you see it," saying so, the hand of Mr. Riyadi who is still covered by the T-shirt opened a part of the body bag of the head.

My eyes widened when I saw the condition of Roni's body. I don't believe my eyes. Moreover, Mr. Riyadi showed Yuniar's body, the rest of my stomach churned up, stuck in the throat, but I could not hold it, and

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