New School Terror
Not Sleeping at All

Waking up from thirst is common among many people.

The cold marble floor of the night Zafran hated the most. Once walking without using house slippers, the cold pierced the soles of the feet.

How else. Thirsty must drink, rather than drag her throat until morning.

Just information on Zafran's house none of the workers actually sleep soundly.

At midnight Bi Sum was still watching television in the living room while sleeping on the sofa.

For a moment Zafran shocked Bi Sum to watch a horror film. Once the demon appears in front of the screen.

"God. Bi Sum's! Not sleeping?"

Bi Sum was surprised to hear the backsound as well as the voice of his employer's son.

He got up and sat down and clipped his long, thin hair.

"Son Zafran hasn't slept yet?"

Zafran never intentionally used his inner eye.

His head tilted after realizing that there was a form of white human-shaped smoke sitting next to Bi Sum.

Zafran took two steps forward. When the figure turned his head slowly towards him, he took three steps back.

"Where is midnight going?" Bi Sum stood up to help.

"Don't come here, Bi. Sleep there again. Continue watching the movie until it runs out. I'm just gonna grab a drink."

Zafran was full of caution in his words and attitude.

Bi Sum offered to help, "Aunt take it."

Zafran stopped Bi Sum. "No need, Bi. Muk!" He rushed away but even got sucked at the pole. "Fuck."

"Gue kudu what now? Call Jefri? Or all of you Mira? But still awake? Can't do. The irlan? Useless. The goddess? Especially."

Zafran open the refrigerator and take two bottles of water size per one liter into the room. He pretended to walk straight, without looking into the living room.

"That's the definition of watching demons with demons, is it?"

Until Zafran's room locked the door, got on the mattress, and drank a lot of water. He grabbed a cell phone and called Jefri. If not lifted turn to the Clouds, Mira, Goddess, Surya, the last hope is ... Juan the rough bastard.

"Alhamdulillah.. " His heart broke with relief Jefri picked up the phone from him. "Jef!"

"What?"

"Don't turn the phone on. I'll sleep until tomorrow."

"Gue's not that crazy."

Tut!

"Well! Unilateral terminated!" Zafran contacted Jefri again but was inactive.

He changed Cloud's phone. Not in range.

To shorten the time Zafran calls Juan.

"No time to go!"

"Calm down first. Quiet." Calm."

"She's what!"

"How do you stay away from the jurig, njing?"

"Lo's? Want to stay away from jurig? Haha. Imbeciles. They are their food. Ahaha!"

Zafran frowned knowing Juan laughed long and immediately closed one-sidedly like Jefri.

**

Kukuruyuk!

"God. I can't believe the chicken was crowing when it was just a fleeting dream."

The ghost in the living room did not come to him, but Zafran was over-anxious until sunrise.

"A skunk a day doesn't seem like a problem."

"But Mr. Hardi's very disciplined speech can be like a press conference."

"Depart, no, go, no."

"Lift useless, skip free."

Mr. Mus who today got a schedule to take Zafran to be surprised to see the appearance of the handsome boy turned terrible overnight.

Zafran stuck in the car. "Es stone, sir." His hands are out front.

Mr. Mus gave me a cloth containing ice cubes.

During the trip Zafran took the time to compress the eyes.

Looking at the streets made him think why his life was not as fast as vehicles.

Zafran was born into a family of. People hunt for money, while the child is confused about how to spend money. After graduating people looking for decent work, Zafran has been sent to continue the business.

Women can click, anyone. The thing he likes doesn't exist.

That was Zafran Kusuma's life.

Endless money guarantees happiness. Quotes of passing sentences on the homepage of medsos are very real.

"Abis why are you so late?" ask Mr. Mus.

"If I answer later to Mr. Hardi," he replied.

"Women's problem?"

"Boro-boro."

Mr. Mus smiled, his head shaking. "You seem to like girls."

"Yes dong women, sir. I am a man."

"So this you answered means there is really something to like."

"Nothing, sir."

"He likes other people?"

"Astag."

Liking secretly makes the heart not wretched and head dizzy like a drunk. Moreover, love claps one hand.

Mr. Mus laughed at Zafran's expression but still appreciated his reply.

"The High School period is often like women. Only how to overcome the heart rate is not because it is the same as cold dryness when met."

"My girl's win is only two. The goddess has a boyfriend named Surya. Mira- "

"Mother Mira, has a boyfriend too?"

It says it has no actually. Say no, Mira feels she has.

"She's the same Mirza. The Bogor."

Their relationship is unclear. Mira is still traumatizing herself. Mirza lets him remember her as a boyfriend.

Zafran had no idea what kind of feelings he had towards Mira.

Preferential. Maybe that's the right word.

Mira dared to approach him while others kept their distance. Mira opens up Zafran's communication with others. Mira who changes people's perception of weakness can be a strength of self.

"He's a meritorious man."

The words just now involuntarily flashed when thinking about Mira's name. Of course Jefri also helped the difficulties of both of them.

"Same-hearted idiots happen often, Nak Zafran. You doubt the heart because in the mind it is written he is just a meritorious friend. You will feel your heart choosing him."