HUSBAND OF ANOTHER NATURE
part_17

Bismillah

"HUSBAND FROM ANOTHER NATURE"

#part_17

#by: R.D.Lestari.

"bt ... Indri!" someone shook my body hard. Forced to open my eyes, I faintly saw someone in front. I squinted my eyes. My netraku runs into every room. Where is Bima?

"In, nyariin what, anyway?"

"Ah, no. What are you doing here, Sri?" I was wondering why Sri was here. In my room. The chamber? then was I just a dream?

"Huffft," I let out a long sigh. It turns out what I just experienced was just a dream. The kiss ...

"Huh, why are you, In! very strange," protested Sri who saw me turn moody .

"I dream Bima, Sri," I said.

I pensively for a moment. I think if it's a dream don't want to wake up soon. What a beautiful dream. Feels very real.

"You don't think about Bima anymore. Obviously he's not human. If he was human, he would have come to visit us, "Sri gently stroked my shoulder.

"You don't know who Bima is. He's an ordinary human being just like us" I said. I don't accept Bima in this ugly-nasty of my best friend.

"Yes, it's up to you, In. I'm just worried about you, you're missing for a week, and after you're gone, Rena suddenly wakes up and wakes up. I'm wondering, does this have anything to do with your departure?" Sri smallpox. He looked at me confused.

A moment of silence and thought. Am I being honest with Sri?

"Yes, I went back into the forest to return the item that Rena stole," I looked into Sri's eyes while whispering," Rena stole a branded bag that was fantastic and it had an official. It turns out that the place we lived yesterday is not a random place. Full of mystical things,"

"Seriously? ah, gil* this Rena too! fortunately he's not mat*," Sri maki was upset.

"Here you go, don't be extended" I said lazily.

"In, I'm sure if yesterday we entered the supernatural world. The feeling is only two days but we have lost a month" Sri speculates.

"Yes, I don't deny that. But, their lives are just like ours, I can confirm if they are ordinary humans" I replied confidently.

"You don't trust In, it could be their trickery," Sri muttered in disbelief.

" Don't you see any weirdness in them, In?" again, I doubt my words.

"No, they're just like us" I said .

"Said Grandma, in the forest when we were rough there was an invisible city that was invisible. A very beautiful and amazing city" said Sri.

"The city is located on a mountain and is very modern" he continued.

"He-he-he, where there is a city in the middle of the forest, let alone on the mountain," I sneered.

"I was taken yesterday to the city of Bima. Genuinely cool," my praise.

"Where?" sela Sri's.

"Uwentira," sahutku .

"U-Uwentira? not maybe!" Sri glared at me. His lips trembled at Uwentira's words.

"Yes, Uwentira," I glared back so Sri could believe my words.

"Ga may. The name of the city is a name called Grandma. I don't think this is a coincidence" Sri moved from her seat.

"Tomorrow I'll pick you up, we'll meet my grandmother. I'm sure something's wrong with you" Sri said as she walked away. He just waved his hand and said hello. Until he was out of sight, I didn't understand a bit of what he was saying.

"Sri may just be jealous of me because I was invited to go with Bima and not her," I thought.

***

"Assalamualaikum," said we simultaneously entered the stage house where Sri lived.

"Waalaikumsalam," a voice that sounded raucous said from within.

It was obvious that an old woman was sitting sewing in the living room. He smiled at our arrival and told me to sit in front of him .

His predominantly white eyes looked at me sharply. With trembling lips he said, "someone is following you and he loves you very much ,"

I was listening to Grandma's words. Someone following me? who's? she loved me? who does Grandma mean. Is he ....?