
“What do you open your heart to if you don't open yourself to fighting each other?”
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In the right corner of the room facing the house, behind the greenhouse curtain. Wall clock that already shows 22.00 WIB. At what time he usually falls asleep if there is no task at all. There was no school work he was doing at the time. It's just that he is being infected by the vices of the school security guard who is used to his imagination if he sees beautiful women.
The same thing was being experienced by Joa that night, when he thought it was still as if it was being imagined by the look of someone's face. It was as if there was one name that kept haunting him, the name that made the nerves
his brain is not working as usual. As if that name was all he thought, “nothing stop thinking about him”.
Such is the proper proverb describing the atmosphere. Until he then “Stalking” instagram.
With full of question marks in the chest, it is like looking for someone's instagram account. I don't know who that guy is. Until he finally found the account he was looking for, and it turned out....
Small smiles HP screen held, the account sought finally can also be. Psycho, he's the one. Somehow or how could Joa imagine the child. Until a decade and a half
to the point of looking for his isntagram account.
He even glared at one after another 130 post-photo deacon istagram Psycho. That was apparently the boy.
But he felt there was a discrepancy when he saw the bio Psycho page, in the blue section just below the profile picture. “Followback...?" how is that possible..? Joa looked confused and astonished. He seems to have no idea at all if Psycho has followed his Instagram account. Even when you want to open the Pycho direct message
written incoming message “Followback..”.
The message that came in in the afternoon when he first set foot in school. The thing that almost dropped his heart from the chest to the stomach because it did not
I thought about that.
“Done Follback yes, sorry yesterday digiat..” reply message with Psycho.
“For a long time, it's been basi gausah follback, unfoll aja...” split second immediately responded back by Psycho.
“Not bang cho..” , “I really digaliat kok, sorry dehh..” reply again.
“Yaudah, Yes, Hmmmmm..” with so cute Psycho replied to him.
Until finally the pleasantries that make them seem close. The moment where Psycho also asked for an exchange of WA numbers, although Yoa who had seemed reluctant but because he was still imagined when he doused Psycho with drinks in the morning and imagined going to breath during the birthday celebration, that eventually led to him giving her his WA number.
To the extent that before closing his eyes in his soft mattress before falling asleep, Yoa still imagined Psycho. He didn't expect it to be like that with him. The lion that feared one school but as if
soft down when always faced with it.
In his heart, why could Psycho be considered evil and vile by people but different from ordinary judges.
Or maybe, whatever demon possessed Psycho that day. Is it possible for someone to whisper with his heart and his mind to talk a little relaxed not as usual?
"Ahkkk gapercaya, am I dreaming yes..?" Yohana hit her left cheek and right. He is not dreaming or fantasizing.
"No, it's real my consciousness. Have a demon who possessed you, OH PSYCHOOOOOOOOOO..." Yohana then smiled in amazement imagining everything. A yellow blanket was drawn depicting the Minions.
Before closing his eyes dkasur, do not forget also as he usually prayed.
Until finally he fell asleep and fell asleep very fast.