The Fake Friend In Silence
SECOND PAPERBAG

"You said something" Abhian answered briefly

**

"What's a bhi?" Ask Salwa to position herself to sit down.

The voice on the phone was silent. Salwa is still faithfully waiting for an answer from Abhian, he is also in the thick of curiosity.

Because Bhian rarely calls himself this morning if there is no interest that is really urgent.

So without thinking, Salwa asked again

"Hello bhi? Why diem again?" Ask Salwa a second time.

Bhian was silent. But a moment later he then made a sound, on the other side there seemed to be the roar of his breath could be heard by Salwa.

"That's, if you leave the house. You see what's on your doorstep" he explained.

Heard Abhian's reply. Salwa then remained silent for a while, while Bhian continued his explanation.

"You're not trying to get scared first Sal, I'll be there" Tegur Bhian when he found out Salwa was silent.

Salwa then nodded faintly.

The heart that had been racing now began to gradually improve, the thoughts that had been thinking in the negative direction had also not been too shadowing him, Salwa again tried to normalize himself to stay calm.

"I'm going to go home. You get ready first" Bhian said again.

The call was ended by Salwa on Abhian's orders.

After that he put the phone in a drawer, and prepared to go for a shower. Salwa then stood up and staggered towards the closet, she then grabbed a towel and went inside the bathroom.

Not for half an hour, he then came out with a towel perched on his head.

This morning for some reason he decided to shampoo, his head suddenly dizzy at the thought of strange things that kept spinning.

It seems like the events during High School will repeat themselves. I don't know, Salwa actually hopes to no longer experience events like before.

Yet it seems like another destiny blessing.

**

Seuasi dressed up Salwa then stepped out of the room.

He sat on the living room chair, occasionally glancing towards the door of the house.

"What the hell happened yesterday" he muttered softly with a very curious look.

When the atmosphere was silent Salwa then took out a laptop and a thick book from inside her drawer.

"Bhian why so long yes" Gerutu Salwa again while looking at his phone repeatedly.

When engrossed in playing mobile phone Salwa then surprised by the sound of a motor that stopped right in front of his house.

He then stood up, his feet stepping towards the window of the house, the plan was that he would peek out first and not open the door immediately, afraid if not Abhian who came.

But when breaking the curtains of the house. Salwa could breathe a sigh of relief from seeing Abhian's motorbike parked in her yard.

"Finally.." Salwa muttered as she gradually walked to open the door.

Salwa came out of the house with a lot of curiosity. A lot of questions he wanted to ask Abhian, yesterday at the night market about a bunch of thugs was still spinning in his head.

The door of the house opened, featuring Abhian with a helmet still attached to his head.

Salwa smiles at Abhian, while Bhian tries to open the glass of his helmet, then returns Salwa's smile.

"Enter bhi, his helmet was removed first" said Salwa chuckling.

Abhian then walked into Salwa's house while trying to remove the helmet that was still attached to his head.

"Tumben, you can still laugh at Sal" Tegur Abhian with a warm smile that adorns his thin lips.

Salwa just spread her shoulders indifferently. Actually want to smile even he still feels awkward with this atmosphere, there are still many questions that revolve in his head.

And when Bhian saw his heart warmed up again. It felt like Abhian was like his guardian angel.

Abhian had not been able to enter, he suddenly crouched down.

Salwa, who noticed this, looked out of the house and noticed Bhian crouching down and something he picked up.

Bhian then picked up the paperbag and took it inside the house.

"What do you mean by that...?" Guess Salwa hung up her words.

Bhian then nodded his head. He then sat in the living room, his eyes glaring far away.

Then he took out his cell phone from his jacket pocket and thrust it to Salwa.

"Yesternight I saw this" he said slowly

Salwa was silent, she grabbed the phone. And looking at the cctv footage that was inside, it seemed like Salwa was still not finished with her question.

Still with a questionable look. Finally he focused on the video from the phone given by Abhian.

Actually, he still wanted to ask Abhian many more things, but he first expressed his intentions.

Shortly after seeing the video, Salwa so understand the direction of the conversation that Abhian will explain.

It's about the 'something he meant' that was the mysterious oaperbag.

It is true that someone deliberately put the object in front of Salwa's house. But in the video is not clearly visible the face of the perpetrator, they can only see the posture of the two perpetrators.

Salwa was already convinced that the two perpetrators were a woman when viewed from her posture.

Still with the video recording, Bhian then began to ask Salwa.

"Yesterday night nothing strange happened, did Sal?" Tanya Bhian looked at Salwa's face carefully.

Salwa shook her head, she then placed Bhian's phone on her lap. His eyes narrowed, looking at Abhian.

Seeing Salwa who began to pay attention to him, Bhian became misbehaved.

"Why Sal?" I asked with a nervous face.

"How can you not change clothes?" Salwa said while pursing her lips.

Abhian put on a cengo face. He almost forgot that his girlfriend is the most conscientious person in his life.

Hearing that, Bhian then nodded. Salwa then looked at him full of doubt, her forehead wrinkled.

He watched Abhian closely. There seems to be something strange about Abhian this morning.

His eyes. Her clothes did not change and her hair looked disheveled.

Salwa then wondered in her heart. Then one question escaped his mouth

"You were up yesterday, right?" Guess it's full of probes.

Abhian gurgling of course. I don't know why Abhian is always struck by nervousness when asked by a Salwa.

Her boyfriend never got it wrong when he guessed something about what happened to her.

It's true, isn't it? last night he couldn't sleep. Even he could not miss the cctv video of Salwa's house even if only for a second.

That's why his eyes look so hard. And his hair looks messy.

Abhian silence.

Salwa is getting more and more anxious.

"Bhi, did you really not sleep yesterday?" Salwa asked again with a sad look on her face.

With a heavy heart he then nodded, while putting on a face that looked regretful.

"Now don't talk about this first Sal" Abhian said.

Salwa rigidly shook her head "No way. You told me first, why didn't you sleep yesterday" Cerocos Salwa without pause.

Abhian breathed. He then glanced at his phone, his chin pointing at the flat object with a sad look on his face.

"Mobile phone" replied Abhian.

Salwa was in disbelief.

"You're a cell phone toy until you don't sleep?" Guess Salwa with a questionable look.