The Fake Friend In Silence
TWO MYSTERIOUS PEOPLE

Abhian's sleep was disturbed when his hand accidentally nudged the phone and then fell from the bedside.

He had to get up lazily, pick up his fallen phone and put it back where it was. When he wanted to close his eyes again, the reflections of his mind were on the phone that had just fallen.

Before going to bed, Abhian just remembered that he had sent a message to Salwa to check the yard of his house and ask if his wallet fell around his contract or not.

Because when he parked the motorbike in his garage earlier, when he entered the key of the motorbike in his jacket pocket he did not find the wallet was in his pocket, though clearly Abhian remembered after paying his ice cream earlier he was sure that the wallet had been put in his jacket pocket.

Yep! the black wallet, the wallet that Salwa had found at the cafe table last time, seemed to fall in front of the Salwa rented yard, Salwa, because before Abhian darted out of the house he had felt he had dropped something that was somehow it.

Abhian opened his phone, switched to open the WhatsApp application and checked the message. His eyes narrowed to see the message that had not been read by the recipient, even the tick on the message still showed a check of one ash where the sign was certainly disturbing if the message had not been sent to Salwa.

To: Four eyes.

Sal, please lo check the front of the contract, where did I stop there is no wallet? if there is a simple nitip bentar, tomorrow I take.

Abhian thought for a moment, could Salwa be too tired to not check her phone first before going to bed earlier? or indeed Salwa did not have time to activate his phone because it was too busy studying?

Abhian became unsettled, his eyes glancing at the top of the phone. The clock on his phone showed at 01.40, should he now go to that place to find his own wallet that fell?

But not now it's too late if reckless to go looking for it, if you know what fell is the wallet is certainly Abhian will immediately turn around, he said, now he regretted not stopping to check what had fallen.

Abhian was still confused, lazily he finally got up from his bed, walking towards the bathroom that was inside the room. Moments later he came out with a face that looked wet with water, it seemed like he had just washed his face to reduce his drowsiness. He sat down again on the edge of his bed, turned his phone around and thought.

If he decides to look for that wallet tomorrow morning? What if the wallet was lost to someone who happened to pass by? and again it seems Salwa also has not read the message from last night, surely Salwa also has not checked the rented yard and has not picked up the wallet.

It wasn't really the money Abhian was worried about. From now on, he did not even think at all about the nominal money in it, it's just that there is a memory of his own small wallet especially in his there is a photo that only remains the only photo he has.

He scooped his face irritated, finally got up also towards the big closet in front of him and took his original jacket, put it on and turned around to pick up the keys of his motorbike lying on his bed nightstand.

Then walking out of his room, Abhian was indeed someone who did not want to be bothered, but if it was about the small wallet he would definitely be reckless as well.

Yes it seems only Salwa and the wallet can make it bother and always not calm.

He got out of his house, locked the door and walked into the garage. Riding a motorcycle and wearing his helmet and then turning on his motorbike engine casually, the night air before morning like this is very piercing, indeed very piercing, look even Abhian leather jacket is still not able to protect the cold that hit his skin.

Motorcycle drove out of his garage, finally tonight Abhian desperate to go to Salwa contract just to find his favorite wallet that had fallen, just ssmoga the goods are still there!

All righty!

It was now reckless that the balloons were going up in the morning, so the chances of finding the wallet were greater. Apart from being dark, he also had nothing to be ashamed of. Because it is rare early morning like this there are people who are still wandering, most people are already in sleep right.

At least that's the conclusion Abhian made him desperate to leave!

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Abhian almost got in front of Salwa's contract, he drove his bike as slow as possible with eyes sweeping the streets hoping to find the small object, and sure enough not far from the rented yard, he was not far from the rented yard, a small black square-shaped object was seen lying on the asphalt, without a second thought Abhian immediately approached the object, getting off the bike without turning off the motorbike also did not take off the helmet on his head and he immediately picked up the object and pocketed it in the pocket of jeans he was wearing.

He returned to his motorbike, wanting to turn behind his wheel, his eyes accidentally glanced at Salwa's contract, briefly then his forehead frowned, astonished by what he saw.

Why are there two men in front of the rented pontu, even visiting it feels strange. Isn't it still early? What business they have with Salwa

As soon as Abhian turned off his motor and got off, he hid behind a lush plant on the side of the road and watched the two men from a distance.

Actually Abhian just wanted to go out and not want to hide like this, he wanted to ask the guy, what purpose he met at people's homes in late hours like this.

But did not seem strange if he suddenly appeared and asked that, especially he did not have any reason if the two people would later question him again about his existence in this place.

Want to be honest because you want to find his lost wallet? Just be right! that's not an easy reason to trust others, is it? So he thinks hiding here is his best option

"Dombrak aja" said one of the men, looking impatient.

"Which girl wants to open the door at this hour" he added still with an impatient look

"Sinting lo!" Um the other guy

"Think! there are many people's houses. What if later people wake up just because of my fear. You want us to die in the crackle of the people?" The man continued in an annoyed tone trying to explain.

Abhian was still silent in place, putting on a serious face to listen to the conversation of the two.

Silent for a while, the two men were still focused on their activities knocking on Salwa's rented door.

Until finally the man who had given the advice to break the door stood up and scooped his own face

"Udah pull it out" said the man in a desperate tone

The other man did not answer, only following his theme. Step away from the door in front of him and come out of the porch.

A moment later the two men looked to the left right, seeming to be making sure of the situation around, after they felt safe and there was no sign of the presence of others, they then covered each other's faces with the skulls from his jacket and walked in hasty strides.

Abhian twisted his body, he thumped, if indeed the two men were now walking towards him, already made sure he would be caught because there was a motorbike parked next to him.

Abhian was not at all afraid that indeed they caught him hiding here, was it not clear from the conversation of the two people, if it seemed like they wanted to mean something to someone in the contract, it was obvious, and that is Salwa.

So there was no point in him hiding anymore, even if the person was angry and asked him to fight, Abhian would be happy to fight both of them.

Without thinking again Abhian then turned his body facing the original position, observing where the two men went, a little disappointed when he found the two men walking in the opposite direction from where he was hiding. He wanted to chase the two men but he paused, wouldn't it be better to just make sure of Salwa's situation than to chase after them? his thoughts turned to Salwa who was in the contract.

After waiting for the two men to disappear from his sight, he then walked out of the place, slightly running towards the door of the rented still faithfully closed and then knocking on it repeatedly.

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Salwa is getting bigger..

The sound of knocking on the door again sounded loud, but Salwa was already sure that his voice was gone inaudible.

He then tried to stand with his heart, wipe away the rest of his tears, gather his courage and walk to pick up his father's baseball bat which he still kept under his bed.

Walking as slowly as possible, stepping towards the living room, the sound of knocking on the door was still the same! it sounds impatient as if he wants to be opened quickly and wants to meet the person in it, namely himself.

With a long sigh he tried to remain calm, neutralize his own heartbeat, one hand was already holding the doorknob and another hand was ready to blow for the people out there, not until the door knob he turned, a voice from outside called his name.

"Salwa open the door!" He shouted still by knocking on the door that did not stop.

Salwa was silent, it seemed like she recognized the voice.

Abhijian!! That's abhian's voice, right?

He then walked towards the window beside him, wanting to peek and ascertain if it was true that the voice calling him was Abhian.

Not until he opened the window mosquito net did the scream again sound.

"Sal, you're in the dalem right!"

"Open the door!"

"It's me Bhian!"

After hearing the scream again, Salwa expressed her intention to pull the mosquito net away.

There is no mistaking it, it is indeed Abhian's voice. With impatience he grabbed the door knob and turned it around, opening the door.

His heart was relieved to find Abhian standing in the doorway with a worried face.

"Sal lo gakpapa?"

"Why did you open the door so long?"

"There is a business what the person came to contract lo malem malem gini" Cerocosnya relentless when he found Salwa who just stood still with a face that is difficult to interpret

Salwa was still faithfully frozen, silent and standing with a baseball bat in her other hand that hung sweeping across the ground.

In his heart he was grateful that there was an Abhian in front of him and not a bad person or anything.

For a long time he was still silent, confused about how to behave, should now he be happy because there is an Abhian who came and indirectly helped him, he said, or must feel sad because from today his life may really not be calm and shrouded in fear at all times.

Salwa was still unable to say anything, even though her fear had lessened, her mind was still spinning around.

A moment later he jumped in shock and then his eyes blinked as Abhian patted his cheek softly.

"What if it's dumb?" Abhian was astonished.

And a moment later Abhian was surprised, he scrunched his forehead looking confused at the baseball bat hanging in Salwa's hand.

...***Happy Reading✨...

Saturday, 30 January 2021***

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