Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Gaining Terror
Returning from his parents' residence, Khaira re-entered this deserted mansion. Again and again, he felt lonely in this house. If a few hours ago, he felt happy and comfortable with his Father and Mother. That happiness doesn't last 24 hours. Because, that happiness has changed into loneliness that Khaira must face alone.
Khaira went into her room, she lay her body on her bed while one hand covered her eyes.
Just dropped for a moment, the phone rang. There's a call there.
Khaira takes her phone, and sees that call from an unknown number. So, he intended to heed that call. However, long ignored, the number actually made calls many times. Finally, Khaira decided to shift the green button on her phone screen.
[Hello, who is this?]
The plant was immediately turned off.
Khaira put back her phone and stood up to clean herself up and would go straight to sleep, because tomorrow she had the guidance of the thesis.
Finished cleaning himself up, Khaira again laid herself on the bed. Again the phone rang, and the call from the phone number that called him. This time Khaira let it go, maybe just a prankster she thought. However, the fact is that the number contacted him many times. Mediocre with the call that berhubi from the number, finally Khaira shifted back the green button on the phone.
[Hello, who the hell is this? Don't fad.]
The call was again turned off.
Khaira is really emotional because there are people who are playing around with her. He doesn't even know who the phone number belongs to.
Now, it's a turn for some messages to get into the phone.
[Don't dare get near Radit again.]
[Enough for today!]
[Other times, take care of your own problems. Don't involve Radit.]
[Or don't you forget, you're alone in the house. It's easy to destroy you.]
Khaira's eyes widened to read the messages. He didn't expect to get terror from a number he didn't know. His heart was pounding and feeling fear. It's true, he was home alone. This means that the person knows that Khaira is alone in the house.
However, who knows the existence of Khaira alone only Radit and of course Felly.
"Did Felly do this terror? Horrible." Khaira shuddered in horror at the thought that Felly was terrorizing her.
Khaira got out of her bed, she made sure all the windows and doors of the house were completely locked. It was true that he was alone in the house, so that anything could happen and no one would help him.
"What if someone harms me? I also did nothing strange. Besides I'm Radit's wife, I'm not his mistress. Why am I being terrorized like this?"
Khaira felt a bit of panic. But Khaira tried to calm her own heart and mind. He went back to his bed and put his blanket on.
[This is the last warning. Don't try Radit again.]
[It's easy to get rid of sparrows like you.]
Khaira looked at the rows of messages that entered her phone. His current thoughts only led to Felly. But if Felly did it for what, wouldn't the woman already be the full owner of Radit. After all, Khaira felt that all day with Radit, she had not done anything strange. After the family, the two of them returned home. It feels strange to get terror through a messaging application on his phone, even though Khaira himself is very reasonable to Radit.
Thinking of this terrible terror, Khaira rested her body. Sleep is the solution to release the burden on his mind. While hoping there will be no strange events that disturb him tonight.
Although sleep did not feel good at all, but Khaira tried to close her eyes. Hope nothing else bothers him through the messaging app and phone on his phone.
Until the morning came, Khaira woke up instantly to check the phone. He felt calmer as no messages and calls terrorized him. Khaira then immediately refreshed herself in the bathroom, because today she has a thesis guidance schedule on her campus.
After preparing Khaira to get out of the house, open the gate to get her car out. And to his surprise, in front of his house smelled very foul.
"Who threw a foul egg at this gate?" Khaira turned her gaze to the right and to the left, but the residential neighborhood was quiet.
"Gosh, it smells so bad how is this?" Khaira said softly while covering her nose. He really can't stand this stinging stench.
Finally Khaira took a water hose, put it into a water faucet, then sprayed all parts of the gate and the wall that was hit by rotten eggs. After that Khaira took the floor cleaning liquid to reduce its pungent smell. Khaira had previously taken a bath, but due to the mysterious throwing of rotten eggs on her gate, made her have to sweat again early in the morning.
But Khaira was still grateful, only the gate and part of the wall were hit by the throwing eggs, not him. Feeling grateful for the little things that are experienced in our lives makes us realize that life gives us many reasons to be grateful. When circumstances disturb our calm, but with gratitude everything can be passed. So does Khaira feel right now.
Finished cleaning the front of his house, it was Khaira's turn to enter the house. He again flushed his body under the shower to get rid of the sweat that stuck to his body after mopping the garage. It didn't take long, Khaira had now prepared to leave for her campus.
Upon arriving at the campus, Khaira immediately met his Advisor. This time Khaira was guided by Mr. Andreas, one of the young lecturers who was known to be clever and detailed in each of his guidance.
"So where did your thesis progress to Khaira?" Ask Mr. Andreas who is reading Khaira's draft thesis.
"It's arrived at Chapter 4 for the research methodology." Answer Khaira.
"Oh yeah, good. Finish it up to Chapter 5. After that, prepare the completeness of the script starting from abstractions, table of contents, bibliography, and attachment sheets. I think you're ready for the thesis exam soon. How ready not?" ask Mr. Andrew to Khaira.
"Yes sir, I'm ready." Khaira nodded, she was relieved because she could soon hear the thesis and just wait for graduation.
"Oh, yes after graduation what are you going to do?" again Mr. Andreas asked Khaira.
"I want to continue with S2 Sir."
"Oh, yeah. Goody. I have some scholarship info (scholarship), if you want later I can email."
"Yes sir, I want to. Thank you, Mr. Andrew." Khaira thanked him as he walked out of the lecturer's room.