Telepathy: a Blessing or a Curse
Chapter 3 - Anton Raharja's

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Shortly after the incident, I rushed to the phone.

Then, I dialed my sister's phone number.

Tut's.. Tut's.. Tut's..

There's no answer. I tried to call again.

Tut's.. Tut's.. Tut's..

Naas, the results have not changed.

But I don't want to give up.

I took the initiative to call directly to the boarding place, because I've called there several times.

“Halo?”

There was a voice from across there.

“Lucky... lifted!”, I said in my heart.

“Halo, Brother Andrenya there?”, my question.

“Wah, I don't know the boss, daritadi morning anyway he went out, not back and forth until now. I let him go where”, said the voice across there.

“Okedeh, thank you kak”, reply lethargic.

“Yes together, who is this with? Is this his sister Andre?”, he suddenly asked.

“Yes, this is his sister, Adi. What's wrong, brother?”, I'm curious.

“Sister you ask for help to me make nemenin lo to that place“.

Surprised? Yep. I was very surprised to hear the words of that place from the voice coming out of this phone.

“Hah? Brother know that place?”, reply me quickly.

“Ya dong, a fellow human who has little ability is more sure to know. Uh yes, except lo and some others who are still not old enough hahaha”.

“Not old enough? I was 17 years old yesterday-yesterday”.

“Means now it's right, if you're 17 years old, you can bring out the power you have it”.

“But why did Brother Andre never tell me that, brother?”

“Perhaps, he wants you to be more mature”, he replied briefly.

Yes, maybe what that person said is true.

I'm not mature enough.

Maybe because I always feel luckier than others, so I always underestimate everything, want it trivial or important.

“Yes, I know it's kok”.

“Ga do not use kak kaliii, use me lo aja so that the horror is familiar”, he added.

“Eh really I, uh, can I?”

“Yap, can”.

“By the way, when can we meet?”

“Next month only, in Jakarta, the exact place I will tell you later”.

“Hah? Is that place in Jakarta? Where's jakarta? Jakarta kan beras”, manyu.

“Iye, exactly where will I tell you, just be patient sih”.

“Okay, thanks to kak”, I said.

“Oke equally”, reply slowly while sighing.

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Jakarta, capital of Indonesia.

A crowded, crowded, crime-prone place (This is what I hear from the news in newspapers and television), but it is full of culture and people from all over Indonesia.

I'm so grateful to Anton, Andre's old friend who just spoke to me on the phone.

I'm surprised he'll be with me next month in Jakarta.

And he was somewhere else, in Jogjakarta and I was in Cikarang, a place that was remote and far from the word modern, but the most comfortable place for me.

I still feel worried about Andre, it seems like something is stuck in my mind.

Why did he suddenly disappear?

I hope this is just my feeling and not a bad thing.

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NB#

For the initial dozen chapters maybe the plot is a little slow and the number of writings - even a little, please be understood because the situation was just a fad.

Thanks you!

Mown.