Love In The Dream Realm
Chapter 17

Braakk!

Suddenly the middle room door that connects the living room with the middle room closes and opens again by itself. Both of them immediately turned towards the middle room door so surprised. However, there was no one behind the door.

"Hahh ... Who moved the door?! there was no wind blowing. The air just feels so hot!" citra.

The image then looks towards Andra. The image was frightened when it realized Andra's face was hardened with sharp eyes looking at the door and clenched fingers.

How strange why did Andra look so angry when looking at the door? Andra looks like two different people. I feel that the one in front of me right now is not the Andra I used to know. I need to be vigilant and keep my distance. Andra this time seemed very brave and more aggressive. What should I do now! batin Citra felt very frightened.

The image stood up from her seat to get a little away from Andra.

"Where are you going, Cit?" ask Andra.

"Emm .. I forgot that there was a PR from school. Ndra, you better go home, okay? it's late-night-I also want to do the job first!" citra reasoned.

"I'll accompany you on your errands, Cit. I'm worried about leaving you alone in this house. What if the ghost comes in when I'm not around?" ask Andra.

At times like this Andra looks as sweet as ever. Am I being too prejudiced by her, to think of her?! he murmured in the heart.

"Okay, I'll get you a backpack, okay, Ndra?" citra said as she headed to her room.

Arriving in the room Citra took her backpack located on the desk of her study. Suddenly the window curtain of his room waved like it was being blown by the wind. Yet Citra did not feel any wind blowing. The image captures two lights shining behind the window glass like eyes that emit light.

As fast as lightning Citra ran out from inside her room towards the middle room. However, arriving in the living room there was no Andra there. The image rotates its neutrality around the whole place. However, he still did not find the whereabouts of Andra in his house. It only left the sound of the television still burning in the living room.

"Why did you suddenly disappear, Ndra? he said he wanted to accompany the task. You're making me suspect you even more, Andra!" muttered Citra himself and was increasingly afraid when he realized he was alone in his house.

The image of sitting curled up on the sofa while hugging both arms of his hand. He was confused between staying or leaving the house. The clock on the wall shows the number nine past thirty minutes. If it went out of the house, it would have been very quiet.

Mother, Father please come home ...! I don't want to be alone in this house. Mother, Image of fear ...! why would you leave me alone? do you not love me? I am your real son, right?! aren't you afraid if something happens to me? I want to be loved and protected! Mother please go home! muttered Citra in his heart while sobbing.

At a time like this Citra condemns the actions of her parents who have the heart to leave her alone and face this all by herself in a house that feels foreign to her. Until drowsiness slowly made him fall asleep on the sofa living room with the television still on.

Without Citra know that someone pressed the off button on the bottom corner of the television and immediately the television screen died.

A small child was sitting next to the sofa that Citra sat on while holding a shabby pink pig doll that had torn part of her ear.

"Sister why do you always say you're alone? isn't there someone who always accompanies you? Brother always falls asleep, even though I want to play with Brother. Isn't it Piglet?" said the boy while nodding his puppet head.

The girl stroked Citra's hair to fall asleep. Just like in his memory of his mother who would caress his head while putting him to bed.

The next day Citra woke up early. Turns out the door to his house forgot it hadn't been closed. The image was about to close the door, but at the same time he saw from a distance a person sitting next to the gate of his house. The image rubbed his eyes to see more clearly. However, that figure was no longer there. Suddenly it makes Citra's body creeps out because of fear. The image remembered that he had not prayed. Finally he ignored the figure and went to carry out his obligations.

After the prayer Citra shower and prepare to leave for school. This morning he left earlier than usual. Because, he wanted to stop by Andra's house to ensure the condition of Andra first. He was still curious about the figure of the young man who had an accident. I don't know why he wanted to make sure.

Imra immediately put on a jacket, put on her backpack, then got on her bike and rushed towards Andra's house.

"Hhhhh ...!" The image heaved its heavy breath.

"Andra..a, where are you?" citra shouted the name of Andra from the front gate of his house. "Andra.a!" repeated again.

The image was desperate because no one was scaring him. The image then runs towards his motorbike. When the motor was turned on, a middle-aged woman opened the door of the magnificent house. The woman came out not because she heard the screams of Citra, but she accidentally opened the door when she was about to sweep the porch of the house. It was impossible for the scream of Citra to be heard from inside the large and magnificent house while inside the house.

Citra paused its pace and immediately got back down from its bike. The image approached the gate to ask.

"Excuse me, Mom! excuse me..i!" exclamation Citra.

The woman turned to Citra, "Who is it?"

"I'm a friend of Andra's, Mom. Andra is?" ask Citra.

"Mother school friends?" ask the woman.

Although he did not know what class Andra was in and which class, Citra finally nodded her head, "Yes, Mom."

"Mas Andra is in the hospital, Ma'am. Yesterday mas Andra had an accident," said the woman.

Deggs.

Instantly Citra's heart grew increasingly restless hearing that.

"What's the accident at the end of this complex, ma'am?" ask the image again.

"I don't know, Ma'am. But the security guard at this house said that the accident was indeed in this complex, but I don't know where exactly."

"Acne in which hospital, Ma'am?" ask Citra.

"If it's not wrong at RSI, ma'am!"

The image is reminded of his chat yesterday with the seller soto. At that time the seller also said if the young victim of the accident was treated in the same hospital. Could it be that the young man was Andra?

Citra then say goodbye and immediately drove on his motorcycle to school. He plans to go to the hospital after school.

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Arriving at his school Citra took the time before the entrance bell to confide to Amel about what happened to him last night and also about the accident that hit Andra.

"Cit, if Andra's in the hospital. So who is the man who came to you with a figure that came to resemble Andra?" amel asked worriedly.

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