Love In The Dream Realm
Chapter.32

After returning from the campus Dinara paused his steps that were about to enter the room. He decided to go to Bima who was making tea in the kitchen.

"Another one can too, Bim. Thirsty! thanks, huh?" he said after successfully siphoning the tea cup made by Bima.

Bima looked resentfully at Dinara, but she finally made another cup for him without protest. Luckily he had not thrown away the remaining hot water of the stew. So he just made it again without waiting long.

"Where was that? have you bought Citra Meal? you helped her, didn't you?" tanya Dinara.

"What do you want to interrogate anyway, ma'am? one-one dong!" bima Protest.

"Hehe .. sorry! I'm curious too!" dinara said with her lips stretched out as wide as five fingers.

"I don't think I need to interfere, Ma'am. Someone is using. I'm lazy when it comes to such clenical things. Mostan also just tailed. Imagery will not be okay," said Bima.

"Lo sure won't why-why the same, Citra, Bim? pity you know, he said yesterday disturbed!" Dinara.

"Don't overdo it, Ma'am. If there's a kayak gini on the road and I have to intervene on all those who beg, I won't have time to take care of my own life. At most he just wanted to show himself and ask for help. For a long time if not digubris will also go alone," said Bima.

"Are you sure you won't do anything?" ask Dinara make sure.

"Yes. Everything is destiny from above. Without our intervention, the world would not collapse right now if God had not wanted it!"

"All right!"

"I tried to interfere, I warned him. But he didn't believe it, and it finally happened. So there's no point 'm I helping, in the end the bad stuff keeps happening too!" bima said pessimistically.

"Is that so? yes, that's it!" Dinara seems lethargic feeling guilty has forced Bima to help Citra.

"Passing there Ma'am, smells ...!" bima said while covering before going to her room.

"Ehhh .. How dare you visit, Bim!" dinara exclaims that are still heard in Bima's ears.

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The image wakes up feeling happy. Last night he was able to sleep soundly not even distracted by any sounds or strange dreams. He immediately got up to clean himself up and do the routine as usual.

That morning Citra decided to go to school because her body was good. Because not yet breakfast Citra stopped by the canteen to prop her stomach.

While in the cafeteria apparently there was Bima there. Bima is eating rice with meat soto accompanied by a cup of warm tea.

After ordering Citra sitting in front of Bima. Bima looks cool as if he does not care about the arrival of Citra and continues to eat food with greed.

"Bim, I know you have six sense. You really don't want to help me?" ask Citra.

"You don't have to care about it, behave appropriately as if nothing happened. Just like you know nothing, there is no need to find out. Too find out then you will be dragged further later. You're the one who's gonna lose!" bima said warned.

"I dream of something, Bim. I think that's the story of his life. He told me through a dream," Citra said.

"What's in your dream?" ask Bima.

"I saw a woman who was the same age as us still wearing a high school uniform and also a man in the same uniform. The woman was forced to take two drugs that did not know what the drug was, what was clear afterwards was that he felt tremendous pain and pulled out a blood clot and there was also something like a very small baby covered in blood. The man took it and buried it beside my room. While the woman continues to be in pain and draws blood from between her thighs. He eventually died from holding her all night. I think this has something to do with the figure in my house, Bim. Please, help me, Bim!" citra said pleading.

Bima sipped her teacup until the rest of the half. "I think about it first, because it's not as simple as what you think. Some use it for black magic, and I'm sure it won't be easy to just let go!"

Bima stood up, then she passed away after paying for her food.

Drrrt drrt!

Getting a shiver on her phone, Citra immediately reached into her skirt pocket and raised the incoming call.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum, Dad!" he said when he picked up the phone.

"Already, Dad. Daddy's the same mother, Healthy, right? Image of the same mother.

"Yes, Thank God your mother is healthy. The image of the next night the same father will go home with his wife a friend of Dad's who the other day Dad said he would stay overnight, huh?" said father.

"Yes, Dad. Image again in the canteen, Citra eat first yes, Dad. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.

"Getishalight."

Phone's closed.

"This is the order, Ma'am. Meat soto rice with orange ice," said the mother of the canteen guard.

"Thank you, Mom."

After the food is served Citra immediately eat it. Faintly heard there were students who were talking not far from his desk was, while mentioning about Andra. The image sharpened his hearing to know the direction of their chatter.

"Andra not being moved to Singapore?"

"No, he said there was unresolved business from his parents. So that the move was delayed."

"What a pity, yes, Andra!" said one of the others.

"Let's look again! he said the comatose person could see anyone who came to see him. Hopefully with us visiting Andra feels happy and gives encouragement for him to come back and realize."

"Yes, really. Later after school we look at him again, okay!"

"okay!"

Hearing that, Citra became very happy. That means there is still a chance for him to visit Andra again before being transferred to Singapore. Citra intends after school he will also meet Andra at the hospital.

After the last lesson Citra invited Amel to stop by her boarding house to pick up some of her books and uniforms. Because, later tonight he has to go back to his house, because his parents will come. Although it will not be occupied but occasionally Citra will return to its boarding because it has been paid upfront for one month.

After the boarding, Citra and Amel rushed to the hospital to visit Andra. Papa Andra was busy talking to someone across the phone. The image approached Andra's mother who was sitting in front of Andra's room.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Auntie!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

"May I see Andra, Auntie?" ask Citra.

Mama Andra nodded slowly. "Please!"

"Lo want to come in, don't you, Mel?" ask Citra.

"No, just go!" amel.

The image then goes inside while Amel sits next to Andra's mother.

"Why don't you come in?" ask Mama Andra to Amel.

"Sorry, I don't know Andra, Auntie. We are different classes" replied Amel honestly.

"Lantas, your friend is he close enough to Andra?" ask her mother again.

Amel seems confused how to explain it because the relationship between Andra and Citra is quite complicated. "I think so, Auntie!" abugn.

"Is he Andra's boyfriend?" Mama Andra was curious because she never knew about anyone who was close to her son or what his son did while living in Indonesia.

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