Terror Use
chapter 33

This morning I contacted my father, father and grandfather to tell me about my mother's condition, and they were certainly very grateful for the condition of the mother who gradually improved,but the uncle advised that I would not be too happy first and should always be careful not to let your guard down by not praying , I also say every word my uncle says on the phone.

The day is getting noon at 12:00 after finishing the dhuhur prayer I intend to call Haris , tell him about the condition of the mother.

tuuuttt...tuuuuutttt.

Long enough until the end of the phone call from me lifted her, but something felt claustrophobic in the heart after hearing the voice of the answer on the phone

"yes hello who?"

"why is the female voice that answers "my inner self

I don't want to be so bad to think I answered him either

"i'm Nuri, does Haris exist?"ask me

"sorry this Nuri who is Haris huh?"

"behind the person "my inner and honestly my feelings have started to feel bad, my mind has started traveling everywhere, do not - do not "I started to get bad

"yes already if the Haris is not there, until it was Nuri calling" said I immediately disconnected the phone connection, did not want to answer his question also did not want to linger long talk with him .

"who was that woman?did Haris lie to me, but why?" my mind felt chaotic, I also drowned my head in void, I tightly stuffed my face with a pillow, so that my crying voice could not be heard, until the end I fell asleep.

at 14:30 I woke up to hear the sound of people screaming outside, the look outside was drizzling, it had become a habit if it was going to rain the neighbors would scream to tell each other

"it rained rain.." So did his screams.

I also rushed up and ran outside to lift a lot of clothes, I'm sorry if the mother who lifted all the clothes.

"oi rain wait a little longer, ga very patience anyway" I shouted because the drizzle began to fall more and more, while continuing to straddle clothes clothes I continued to grumble

"Nury ...Nuri, it's raining you're madin "say mother's head-dry

"hehehehe.

"yes already there bring it into the , before it is stored in the ironing basket you fold the first clothes yes let's not mess "say mother to me

"ok Ma'am" my mouth

It has been 2 hours the rain did not stop as well , I have also finished folding her clothes, now I choose to go to the kitchen to cook for dinner.

"aw..sshh"my thesis was that I accidentally got my finger on a knife while slicing onions.

fresh blood came out with a lot, apparently the wound was quite large as well until the flesh of the index finger that was hit by the knife was almost released.

"aaaaakkhh...mother.."pekik Febry who just entered the kitchen and saw my index finger filled with blood.

"how come de yells, astaghfirullah Nuri, my goodness, why is it like this? Fel Ifel ....!"yelled hysterical mom

"yes ma'am"

"Fel take your sister out, give her a drink first" said the mother

"astajim ii that's why?"she was shocked to see my index finger not stopping to bleed

"because my "saying knife is weak it doesn't lose its shock

"there you have Febry, your sister's kasian" said the mother who had seen Febry's pale face

"here's Nur" said mother then grabbed my hand

"this is why it can be like this, Nur, if again hold the knife it must focus do not daydream, you hold a little yes" said the mother while continuing to treat her

"hik hik...."

"have not cried, already no papa, eat it next time do not dream again if again hold a knife" said the mother advised

"i yes b ma'am" I said a hiccup, but I cried not because of the pain in my index finger but because I was thinking about Haris and the woman who answered my phone

"you just rest gih, let this mother who continued "say mother again

"but Ma'am"

"don't argue there" said the mother

I obeyed my mother's orders, I joined Febry and Ifel who were watching television, but instead Febry shifted his seat away from me.

"sister don't whip Dede," he said fearfully

"why fear de, this wound is also in the same bandage mother, has not seen his blood" said me while showing my index finger that has been wrapped in gauze

"that's her brother Nuri's legs are still red so, the tree is not tight" he said again

"haaaahhhh good is good brother will not deket Dede" said I relented

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Even the night is now welcoming but the rain does not want to stop, the sound of rain falling on the tiled earth with the sound of water falling on the ground, adding to the cold atmosphere of the night.

"if in Jakarta it must have been flooded" I murmured

hah speaking of Jakarta how is Haris yes, he is doing now, is he with the woman who answered my phone? wept

I looked at the mobile phone at that time, I grabbed it and I tried to open the social media that Haris had made for me

I clicked on the application with the logo letter f it, not long ago appeared some photos including my photo and Haris as a photo of his profile.

I scroll down slowly, so I stop after seeing a photo of a girl with my caption , seen there the date and day she posted it one day ago.

I did not feel the tip of my lips interested in forming a smile, yes the photo of the girl is me, which was posted by Haris one day ago,

but he's not active right now, what's he doing ?"again I asked in my heart

I turned off my phone and kept it on the nightstand, when I had just closed my eyes to sleep I was suddenly startled by the sound of my phone ringing

kriyip.....

"new no?who is it, lift the not lift the ball,.aahh just lift it deh who knows important "

"hallo assalammualaikum" I said after receiving his call

"waalaikum salam .." eh sound kok no stranger ya" murmured me

"hmm..sorry who is this with?"ask me to make sure

"you forgot my voice, you know, yes" he said there

"are you Haris ?"ask me for doubt

"yes, baby, it's your Haris"

deg....

again my heart seems to stop beating if he says baby

"ko diem anyway, ain't kangen huh?" I asked because I felt my heart beating

"eh ka kangen ko , but why the new no,?" ask me after I can control myself

"that's it my phone is missing, so I'm not aware of you, this is also I can buy a new one again "his answer

"missing? but I tried to call you, the girl answered" I said

"girl? who?"ask her then

"yes I don't know, but he seems to know you and knows you, about him he also asked me who you are" I said

"who yes? ah it's whoever it is you don't think weird yeah" said ya again

"this is also I've been thinking strangely until my fingers cut off the knife earlier" my ceplos

"what are your fingers cut off, what trus is it now, which one is cut off?"answer her panic

"ups sorry wrong, I mean got a little knife ko,ga sampe cut" I said my words

"thank you if only the wound a little, I really think the cut was" he said relieved

"you want again when was the last time you held the phone" I said and it seemed like he was thinking

"if it's not wrong before I leave, then I don't want any more 'cause once here I immediately check some reports of coffee expenses and income so no time to hold hp, because once here I immediately check some reports of coffee expenses and income so do not have time to hold hp,and just realized my lost phone was fitting this afternoon "his speech was like remembering her

"yes, it's important that I've been able to contact you, the sound of your voice, but I can't see your photos, because all your photos are on my lost phone"then the complaining later

"do I just go back there yeah take a lot of pictures of you "say her

"ih what the hell, so lebay you, we will also meet again right, just patience, only this morning you leave now want to go back again anyway, from there to here it is very far loh, loh,if later you sapped on the road how, especially now it's tonight, do not look for disease deh" said me

"yes, yes" he said slowly

"yes already then you rest, definitely cape has traveled far directly to work "my words

"hm, yes , try if we are married yes there must be a pijitin me if again a rich gini cape"

bluuss.my face suddenly heats up at his sayings, marry oh my goodness, so wish hihihi.....

"well good night then" I said

"good night, too, muach" he said

and the phone connection was cut off

So the phone is gone, my goodness I've been thinking things through, to the point of sacrificing my index finger.

I forgot to tell you about my mother's murmuring

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