SENSITIZED

SENSITIZED
RYAN'S HOUSE


Ryan, that night, was scared too. Just now he got word from Siska, Tono and Jamet sent a message, if he did not dare to head towards Hanna's house.


The bike stopped, and Hanna was at Ryan's house! looks not good, once in the morning he's been staying at the man's house.


"Ryan! seriously what is this?"


"What is it, why?"


"Ga good, afraid of neighbors to be uncomfortable."


"Tomorrow we speak again, the guest room is there! I live with brother, dah gih lo break Hanna!"


Hanna was tired, she went into the room and closed her eyes, so that for a few hours she could sleep soundly and very relaxed.


The dream that Hanna had, that moment became real. Hanna remained silent to see those who continued to stare, until the delicious food that Ryan just bought earlier, not touched in the slightest.


That dream seemed real to me. However, this cannot happen again. Or it repeats itself every day. Hanna was lazy, still the invisible creature continued to follow her, even though this time she was just outside the window.


Tomorrow Day.


"Ryan, you've been really weird lately. Looks like there's been a change in your outlook. I watched you see something else in the house." My brother said at the time, leaving Ryan speechless without answering.


"Ah, feeling sister only times. Hanna! don't go in your heart! isma's sister is like that."


Hanna nodded, but Hanna knew. If Ryan also feels the way Hanna sees it, in the corner of the kitchen refrigerator. It's just that Ryan gave the code, so that Hanna wouldn't yell scare at Isma, who has asthma. So Hanna just held back and spoke in her inner heart.


'Get out of this house! I'm not your friend!' inner Hanna.


Ryan knew that when Hanna fell silent like a statue, Hanna's body would split as if she were communicating, on the figure beside the refrigerator. So Ryan diverted another speaker, and took Isma to the garden room before she left for work.


"Y sister." Hanna's smile.


Hanna glanced slightly at those who were still sharply looking at me. The neck was getting red liquid out quickly.


This pair of eyes was getting harder to blink. My neck is heavy and my head is dizzy. In just a few minutes my mind seemed to drift through a passage of time that led me there.


What was inside my head turned round and made me close my eyes.


It should be the darkness I could see, but the shadow of a forest was still streaming through my head. Yes, the forest with the residents who only use the kemben cloth that covers part of their bodies, the girls and women who pass by there.


I got deeper into something that continued to lead me by looking in my closed eyes.


'Do you want to show me something?' hanna's mind continued to speak endlessly, which finally got an answer in a very slow and hoarse voice.


'Look at the trail of our deaths! help me, I want to go home buried properly!'


The soft and soft voice shook Hanna's ears so much that it hurt and hurt.


'What should I see it for?'


Back I sat down with one question, which probably won't have an answer. But the voice came back to my ears.


'Remember it, and write my story!'


Hanna was silent, she tightly closed her mouth and body as if shivering and also felt the heat of the fire that had arrived with lightning.


Tbc.