Terror Use
chapter 18

The sun's cloudy mornings seem embarrassed to hide behind the gray clouds , I who was carrying a mattress for me to dry became upset not flabby after finding outside the drizzle down to turn into heavy rain.

"ah why is it raining siiiihh" I upset as I fell down the mattress roll to the floor

"how is this the fate of my bed ?

Ded ...Dede...why do you sleep have to wet the bed anyway ?" I ruffled my waist to see the roll of the mattress lying on the floor.

"why is there a mattress here, you smell it again last night?"father asked with a bag and neat clothes

"it's good that it's not there, father's son was a bedwetter, eh dad so go to work now? "

"which son of father?yes, I went to take care of my mother"

"yes, the son of a bad father is another who likes to send floods when the night is "my word

"father calm down Nur take care of mother ko plus Dede and Ifel "continue me later

"just make sure you don't get busy courting"

"idih what who is dating father there-anywhere maybe Nur dating yah girlfriend just don't have" added me

" don't believe me well he's very shy meong said he's not dating but last night there was a diem-deem agreement outside using a lie show all over again" said Ifel who suddenly came

"eh do not slander yes, who also made a pact people did not meet on the street wleeek" said I as I stuck out my tongue

"who did the same deal last night?"ask me, dad is starting to get profiled

"not my dad's appointment" my whine

"ok ok not a promise but a meeting" said the father was cut off because the mother

"who did you meet last night?"ask the mother who suddenly joined in asking interrupts the conversation father

"m.ha Haris "my answer is brick.

"oh "say daddy ber oh ria

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Days changed days now it's been a week I avoid Haris but Haris increasingly aggressively approached me and a week there is no more terror but the condition of the mother is still like that , I never stop praying.

Until one night, exactly Friday night

tok tok tok tok

Someone knocked on the door of the room, after I opened nothing I finally returned to my room but with the door opened deliberately indeed.

I open sheet by sheet a novel even though I don't actually read it

Wuuss

A shadow flashed in front of my room

BRRAAAKK....

BRRAAAKK....

tok tok...

BRAAAKKKK...

The window of my room was like something was breaking through the rubble, my heart beat was already irregular sweat began to pour out the nape that began to feel heavy and my throat was also choked.

Trying not to be afraid and continue to pray in my heart, I step my foot into the window I pull and I pull the curtains

Ssreet......

There's no one

heeeeh.

I closed the curtains again, but suddenly

"sister brother"

"iya de...Where is the child? "

I was looking for Febry but I couldn't find him, had he entered the room ' I thought.

I tried to find her in my mother's room

tok tok tok tok

"nur hasn't gone in yet ga at the key of "my mother's mouth inside

"what's up Nur ?" ask mom

"there's nothing, you just want to see Dede, so call Nur "clearly me

"when Dede call you Nur feeling from earlier Dede here deh same mother never come out since enter here directly pules even " said mother

"if it wasn't Dede"

"istighfar Nur begs Allah for His protection "

"astaghfirullah halazim ,

yes, Nur has returned to the room, ma'am, my heart does not stop reading his prayer as well "

"yes ..."

I closed the door to my mother's room but didn't go back to my room but sat on the sofa in the middle room

I turned on the tv because sleep was not sleepy.

I saw the clock hanging on the wall showing me at 23:45 I turned off the tv and walked to my room.

I put my body on the bed before long I fell asleep but just had my eyes closed my bed moved like someone was up, when I opened my eyes and saw nothing, I saw nothing,I closed my eyes again.

srak srak srak

foot step sound

Kriy...

My phone voice sounded surprising to me,

I reached for that thing I saw there were a lot of messages and missed calls

"who the fuck is so fad put an alarm clock this way must be this Ifel he was the one who was just a day this ngotatik hp "grurutuku

"it's also a lot of missed calls "complaints me while continuing to grumble

I don't know why there's such joy tucked in my heart seeing so many missed calls and the message Haris sent made me smile

*hey assalammualaikum

*have not slept yet

*ko ga bales called also not in lift

*dooo bales dooooong.

*you know every night I can never sleep thinking of your face your smile, your attitude that to me is unique unlike other girls ,in front of me you never ja'im always behave as it is that I like

*why do you seem to avoid me continuing to Nur do I have anything wrong with you ? I'm sorry if I was wrong but please tell me where I was wrong*

your fault is that you're married

I want to write it down and then I send it to his phone but I pronounce it

tomorrow we can meet we talk tomorrow

I sent that message to Haris

*ok I'm happy to pick up at 9 am

my message was that she bales

hah did she not sleep ' thought I

I put my phone on the nightstand and then I go to bed after reading the prayer, hoping that no more distractions would bother me

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