Love In The Dream Realm
Chapter.18

As the final lesson progressed, Citra began to calm down as the clock on the wall approached the clock home. Citra can't wait to see Andra immediately in the hospital and also wants to know the situation of Andra immediately. Citra hopes Andra's condition is not severe enough.

Because he heard the driver who hit the young man in front of his house died while on the way to the hospital. So Citra concluded if there was a severe impact at that time.

Tet tet tet.

The doorbell rang the students cheering. It's time to go home and stop activities that spur the brain to work harder from morning. The image draped his jacket over his shoulders until it closed to his back and the arms dangled forward on the right and on the left. Last time he put a backpack on his back.

The image goes quickly through the terrace towards the back of the school. Arriving at the parking lot Citra saw a mysterious man who always said strangely to her standing next to his motorcycle. Apparently their motor is next to each other. The guy was indifferent at the sight of Citra, as if he had never engaged in a conversation. The image did not take a headache, he approached his motorcycle and wore a jacket.

When the guy was on the bike and started the engine, he suddenly said something.

"Just say, proved that there is a wretched one of you. If you're stubborn you'll woe next!" he said while looking at Citra for a moment then turned and drove his motor towards the gate outside.

The stupefied image watched him pass by just like that after saying his strange words again. The image frowned in wonder to digest the words that had been thrown from the mysterious man earlier. Who he really is to know what happened to him.

The image awakens from his daydream and immediately rushes to the hospital to visit Andra.

Fifteen minutes drive on the road, Citra finally arrived at the hospital where Andra was treated. The image goes to the receptionist to ask where Andra is. After getting the Citra answer to the room mentioned by the hospital receptionist. Andra's condition was apparently critical and had to be treated intensively in the ICU room.

Outside the ICU Citra room saw the man who was in front of his house yesterday, talking to a woman in front of him. Like I was fussing about something.

The image was initially hesitant to interrupt their conversation, but no one else but them could be questioned.

"Excuse me!" sapa Citra which makes the two people turn towards Citra.

"You ... Isn't that yesterday?" ask the man.

"Really, Om. Your relatives are being treated here too?" ask Citra.

"Yes .. My son is critical. What are you doing yourself?" ask the middle-aged man.

"I'd like to see my friend, Om!" answer the image as necessary.

"What's your friend's name?" ask the man.

"Andra, Om." replied Short Image.

"Andra is my son!" said the man who made Citra shocked.

He did not expect that the middle-aged man he met yesterday was Andra's father.

"Can I go see Andra, Om?" ask Citra.

"certain. Please!" said papa Andra.

The image then enters the ICU room and does not forget to wash your hands first. The image then entered the room according to papa Andra's direction before he entered earlier.

Now he was standing by the bed with a clear view of Andra's wounded face on the bed. There were bandages on his head and hands as well as a number of medical devices and hoses attached to his body.

The image looked on compassion to Andra. The man who had occupied the space in his heart.

"Ndra, was it true that night that you were going to see me?" The image paused his words as his mouth trembled withstanding his crumbling cry. "That night I was waiting for you Andra--but, there was another figure that came to resemble your face. I was fooled by that figure and thought it was you!"

"Without me knowing, maybe you were going through an event that hurt you like this! I'm the one who's guilty of you, for making you have to go through this. .. If I had just moved out of that house, it's possible that this wouldn't have happened!" Tears of Citra broke down to wet her cheeks.

Andra's spirit who was standing on the other side, looked towards Citra and stared fixedly at her.

The image felt a chill blowing around him, but he immediately shook his mind.

After a while there, I could do nothing. Eventually, Citra decided to go home.

When out of the ICU room Citra again found papa Andra.

"Thank you for letting me see Andra, Om ... Auntie!" abugn.

"You're his schoolmate?" ask papa Andra.

"Yes ..we are one school, but different classes!" answer the honest image. Because, he was indeed a school with Andra, even though at school did not know each other.

"What was the night of the accident, Andra was going to your house?" ask Papa Andra who feels strange because Andra had an accident right in front of her grandmother's house first.

"I don't know about that, Om. I don't even know what happened when Andra had an accident and don't know where Andra had an accident. I came here to make sure Andra's condition after this morning came to Andra's house, Om!" cayun Citra explained.

"really? Andra got hit by a car right in front of your house!" papa Andra said.

The image immediately gasped at hearing that. It turned out that the young man who had an accident in front of his house was Andra.

Why did I not hear of an accident that night? and who is the figure whose face resembles Andra, who was with me that night? batin Citra wondered.

"I really don't know, Om. It's been a few days Andra hasn't come to my house."

"So you used to come to that house?" ask papa Andra to interrogate.

"What's up, Mom? you seem very worried if Andra comes to your mother's house?" ask a middle-aged woman who seems suspicious of Papa Andra.

"I have to make sure of something, Ma!" said papa Andra.

From what Citra saw the possibility of the woman next to Andra's father is Andra's mother. Because his face has a resemblance to Andra's face.

"Please answer, son!" pinta papa Andra's.

"Yes, Om. Andra often comes at night when she is after jogging. Andra helped me a lot when I was having trouble in that house!" citra Untuk.

"What difficulties?" ask Papa Andra to clarify.

"I often experience interference from invisible creatures in the house, Om. Suddenly, Andra came to my aid. Starting from there I knew Andra," said Citra.

"Huh ... indeed there is such a thing, Mas in modern times like now?" Mama Andra seemed to underestimate what Citra said.

Citra had heard from Andra about her father and mother. There was clearly a lack of harmony between them. It seems that the communication between the two is not good.

"You shut up, Ma. We don't know what happened to Andra while she was here!" papa Andra said to his wife.

"Son, can you tell me what kind of disturbance you got in that house?" ask papa Andra enthusiastically.

"At first we often hear the sound of babies crying at night, Om," Citra told.

Papa Andra gasped at what Citra said. Apparently not only himself who continues to be haunted by the sound of the baby crying in his dream. However, Citra and Andra are also haunted by the baby's voice. He felt that this was his fault until his son bore the consequences.

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