The Return of the Beloved
Chapters 90. May It Be Only a Dream

"Awas Gin hold not to fall!" kana shouted as she saw Gino cross the bridge that was about to collapse. Fortunately, he was almost at the end of the bridge and there was a large wood perched at the end of the bridge and looked solid.

Gino said and immediately grabbed the tree branch and hung there, along with that the bridge below it immediately collapsed and fell into the river.

Kana who was at the other end breathed a little relieved because Gino had already managed to climb on the tree and if he could jump ahead he would not fall into the river. However, unfortunately before Gino jumped it turned out that his hand grip was not strong so he immediately fell into the river.

"No!" kana shouted hysterically because she knew that whoever fell into the river would never return safely because of the flow of rivers that were so swift that the river had many cultures that could prey on anyone only the one who fell and was in front of him.

"Huh huh." Kana gasps when she wakes up from her sleep.

" Huffft, it turns out I was just dreaming." Kana stroked her own chest in order to be calmer.

"What time is this?" Kana glanced at the wall clock in her room. Along with that the wall clock in the living room of his house sounded once.

"It's one o'clock apparently." Will sit for a while because to sleep again it feels unable because his heart is still racing.

There was a voice of someone vaguely from beside him sitting Kana turned her head turned out she forgot to turn off the television before going to bed. Feeling unable to sleep anymore Kana grabbed the television remote and looked for any shows she liked that might accompany her tonight.

Several times pressing the remote to look for channels whose impressions may be in accordance with his wishes finally Kana's choice fell on the evening news.

"There was a plane crash?" Kana immediately remembered Gino.

"Ginos." Kana immediately tightened the volume of the television sound in her room and she immediately approached in order to see the show clearly because her newly awakened eyes felt foggy.

An aircraft belonging to A22 Xx flying between Turkey and Indonesia crashed in Singapore. There were many passengers who died on the spot and there were some who suffered heavy injuries. The plane had an accident suspected due to bad weather that suddenly hit the skies of Singapore. I was tight and the pitch-black clouds suddenly came along unpredictably before. All patients who died and who sustained severe injuries are currently being treated by Singapore hospitals before being handed over to their families. For now the company is trying to contact the families of each victim next door finally the corpse is sent to Indonesia.

The television broadcast that reported this disaster made Kana look shocked and frozen. Moments after it came to light, he grabbed his phone.

Drt, drt, drt.

"Ckk, why don't you pick up anyway."

Kana called again.

The phone number you dial is out of range.

"Ah, why is it like this. Let's dong Gin turn on the hape, why can't he be contacted anyway?" Kana looks agitated. However, he still tried to contact Gino again.

"Ckk, why did the phone die anyway? Akh!" Kana was upset so that her voice hardened uncontrollably and until heard to the next room.

"What the hell is it?" the mother immediately ran over to Kana in her room.

"When Ma dreams, nightmares about Gino and now Kana heard the news that the plane he was on crashed Ma and someone died. Kana was afraid that Ma would happen something like Gino. Kana fears Ma, Gino stays with Kana forever." The girl was crying on the mother's shoulder.

"Gino the motorcycle taxi guy who picked you up a lot?" asked the curious mother.

"Yes Ma" said Kana while nodding and wiping away her tears.

"Relax about your dream it is just a sleeping flower and it means nothing. Pray that Gino will be fine and not be among the passengers who died." The mother did not want Kana to dissolve in grief before listening to the real news. Kana just nodded, but her tears even more profusely poured from her two clear eyeballs.

Seriate.