Illusions
CHAPTER 15 (Part 2)

The world continues to play tricks on me. I'll play him back.

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"Ra, wake up Ra!" greysie said, snapping.

Two weeks Later. Currently, at the Medical Houspitals hospital, precisely inside the Icu room. I woke up hearing Greysie's voice.

"Haaaaa, huh, huh," (shock, open your eyes, breathe fast).

My eyes glanced around, my body tilted to the right as my hands removed the oxygen mask from my face. Slowly I got out of bed. However, I fell down because my body was still feeling weak and my head was also very dizzy. At the same time, Greysie opened the door to the hospital room and saw me fall.

"Byh!" yelled Greysie, approaching me.

"Ra, you okay? you know, I thought you were going to stay with me," hugged, "we go to bed, yes, I'll call a doctor" Greysie said, picking me up, then laying me to bed.

Doctor Aric is coming. He checked his eyes, blood pressure, pulse, heart rate, and heart rate computer.

"See my finger," (two). "How many?" ask dr. Arics.

"Two" I replied, softly.

"It's a miracle, you can wake up from Callista's coma. Everything looks normal except your blood. Your blood is going up, are you angry right now?" ask dr. Arics.

My eyes slowly glanced at Greysie. I looked at her hate. While Greysie looked at me with a flat expression. Then, I shook my head to say no to Aric.

"Well, you don't think too much now Callista. Stress is the main cause of every disease attacks a person" explained dr. Aric, tell.

Tomorrow. The police came, they immediately questioned me about the video that was spread on social media, as well as the evidence they found in my house, which is a black bag containing a cloak, hat, T-shirt, shoes and masks are all black, as well as knives and other sharp equipment.

"On the night of the murder of Simon Hiller's victim and Hartono's victim at 01:00- 03:00. Where are you at?" ask the Police.

"Sir, isn't this a delay? temen I just came to my senses from the coma!" greysie said, a little snapping.

"You calm down first, we just want to confirm all the cases involving Cara Callista" the police said.

"Can you explain it to us? ask the police, to me.

"Morning to 11:23 p.m., I was at Grey's house. Then, I went home at 12 pm, and slept in my house until morning" I replied, cf. I cf.

"But Greysie's sister said you were with him all night" the police asked, then glanced at Greysie.

"Grey's sleeping, he doesn't know I'm coming home" I replied.

"Why are you coming home? What reason?" asked the police, his hand kept on taking notes.

"Nothing. I just want to go home" I replied, briefly.

"Can you prove that you've actually been in your house all night?" asked the police, his hand waiting to take notes.

"good. The night of Kesya's murder, were you really at the police station?" ask Police.

"Yes. I was held up all night because I hit them" I explained.

The police nodded, and took notes. Then he continued asking.

"The night of the Vanya victim's murder, your classmate. Where were you at that time?" ask the police again.

"I spent two weeks at Grey's house for him" I replied, exclaiming.

"alright. Last question, on the night of Arya Allen Wijaya's murder, where were you that night?

"I.. I..," glanced at Greysie, "I don't want to. My memory didn't fully return when I recovered from my illness" I replied, exclaimed.

"I just remember Grey constantly loving me medicine, and at first glance I just remember his tired face and ben, ci" I said, my voice shrinking.

"Sorry, can your last words be repeated?" ask Police.

"Em, I mean, a. ku.., Grey... he looked at me," Greysie's eyes, "why do you look at me on that cake again?" I said, directly asking.

"I'm sorry Ra. Sorry for me too sir, I lied sir, about my earlier statement. I just want to protect my best friend, even though he killed my papa, but I can't take it anymore. Sorry me. The night my dad got kidnapped, I saw Cara wasn't in my house either. He went somewhere. I also know that the night after the murder of Mr. Hartono and Simon Hiller, Cara was not in my room at the time. During the murder of our schoolmate Vanya, Cara was no longer in my room that night" Greysie explained, looking at me.

While I who heard his words seemed to be in great shock, it felt like being betrayed by the world as well as my own sahabt.

"You really did this to me, Grey?" my question, lirih. While my tears are dripping. Greysie just kept quiet while looking at me.

"Grey, if you hate me, just kill me. Don't do this to me, pliss. I'm beginning you" I said with tears, staring at the pain.

"Grey, I just have you as my best friend in this world. If you get me, I. ak, I don't get the bus, I can't. Pliss, don't do this to me. Why don't you just let me die before if the cake gini be, Grey" I ask, I see. I was also busy holding back the tears that were looking for a way out, making my mouth tremble.

Greysie only looked at me with an expression, I could no longer guess the expression on his face. All I concluded was, he looked at me hatefully. Then, I looked at her faintly, feeling like my body was losing some of its strength. Then, I plucked the infusion from my hand.

My hand moved quickly to my neck, because I wanted to slice my neck with the infusion needle. However, with a stranglehold Greysie instantly held my hand. I looked at her with a faint look, while holding back the sobs that came out of my trembling mouth. My tears are not stopping flowing. The police also immediately handcuffed my right hand so that I could no longer do so.

"You can't die, Ra. You have to take responsibility for everything. You have to take responsibility for your actions" Greysie said, looking at me, we looked at each other.

"Grey, pliss don't hianatin me kek gin-nni.. What promise we at that time just mere words? why lakin' this to me? it's not me Grey, is it, I'm already bun, noah papa you" I said softly, jolting with sobs.

"You don't want to, do you? how can you be sure it wasn't you? All the evidence goes to you" Greysie said, taking her hand off me.

"Ja, ha-at. I hate yo-u, I hate m-e. Why am, I live i, n this hell, world" I said, jolting in tears.

At night, it rained. The rain covered the tears, where the roar was like anger. The wind carries sound, entering the eardrum, like whispers, laughter and insults. While I mute like calm at night.

Seriate...