New School Terror
One Shortcoming
Mira opened her eyes to the startled response from the subconscious.
His head turned to the left where Jefri was sitting asleep with his face covered in comics.
"What kind of dream is that serem."
"May pray!" chirp a man sitting behind him, Zafran.
Mira wakes up a little so she can see Zafran. His hands grabbed Zafran's hair so sorry to worry.
Zafran.
The dream just now was not wrong. Mostly right. Friends like those who can not be relied upon must just scream until the dry throat pursued by the devil.
"Look at your face now I wish the dream was real," cynically Mira again sat stretching her neck muscles.
"What dream?" Irlan goes with nimbrung.
"The story to you is also not good at all ..."
Zafran's hand held Mira's chair. "Gue know what dreams are."
Irlan listened carefully. "Original?"
"We have inner eyes. It could be the same thing" Zafran said.
Mira just knew the effect of the inner eye can channel dreams to each other.
"Dream cave ..." Zafran deliberately hung for them to be curious.
Irlan's eyes blinked twice. "Boong him. Must be boong. That's a grunt."
"Oh!" Mira picks up an empty bottle of used water, she hits Zafran's head. "Racaine!"
"Bantat lo boils can't sit a henchman?" sahut Zafran's.
"Lo rattling a storm."
"Gue envies the same people who can sleep pules even though the surrounding is noisy. Why can't I? Door open door bersikit, get up. There's a 'ckit' sound from outside the wake."
They both became listeners to the class leader.
"Most watch movies demon kali you so kagetan!"
Irlan looked at her next-door friend. "Lo is even more horror than the devil, Zafran."
"Yes what? I nyeremin? Cute, go here."
"When I get to know you, I get it more often, too. Though previously ordinary because there was Brother Jefri." Mira patted the soft top of Jefri's head that was still sleeping.
"Is this really the same nation as them or something to do with the past?"
Mira immediately remembered the charming man who appeared several times through a dream.
"Yes, Zaf! Lo reincarnation of the devil maybe!" mira's full of spirit.
"I'm not cool."
"Precisely. About in my previous life so what, Mir?" Irlan's turn wants to know what he thinks.
Zafran shook his head slowly. "Lo asked him, called the existing Demon King." If it's been rooting his mouth can not be filtered, woman.
"Because lo kalem, well, continue also pinter. I choose a good one. Hm, cat? Less suitable. Lo too pinter but darling often stay up late. Or was he a vampire before? Vampires are bats."
"Bhaha! Anjir bats ngabrut! Haha! Nice cat, very old to the mind of a bat!" Zafran ngakak until his stomach hurt.
"There's no harm in the origin of mammals."
Zafran laughed so hard that friends told him to stop the noise.
"Sit down and mendingan. Hadh ... These precious tears came out on purpose" Zafran said.
"Yes at least better than the devil and friends."
"Gue's? What do you think I was before I became human?" Mira wants to know their thoughts.
"From kahyangan kali," said Irlan.
"Did? Where exists. You must have a lot of kids first, so patient."
Mira's feelings were touched. "Personalize style?" Indeed Jefri, Awan, and the brothers in Bogor call it Stepmother. Even so, Mira is happy that there are people who see her side of kindness.
"Lo's only one deficiency" said Zafran.
"What?"
"We all lack more precisely," said Irlan.
"Snakes."