Love In The Dream Realm
Chapters. 38

The night was getting late, Citra moved into the room to rest. Only a few moments of sleep Citra has started to dream. The young woman who the other day came into his dream came back to him in a dream. The figure of a young girl of her age who had lost her fetus was crying wailing under her feet.

"Please .. help me! please ... hiks hyks!" wailing while holding both ankles Citra.

The image felt very sad and sad. That sobbing sounded to cut his heart. Even his feet were unable to move. The longer the image becomes more petrified. He couldn't even shake his body. He realized it was his nightmare. However, it was hard to wake up from his sleep.

The image tries to fight back but feels heavier. He felt like he was screaming loudly but the echo was not heard at all. Even as hard as he tried to fight it just felt heavier.

The figure of the plump girl was instantly changed, incarnating into a ugly figure, with her shabby white clothes and bloodstains on the front of her shabby robe.

The figure turned ferocious with fiery red eyes. His eyes were sharp with hatred. He said nothing, but from the look of his eyes that alone was able to prove that he was angry about something. The image became even more horrified to see him.

This time Citra really felt tired. He resigned and no longer fought against him. Slowly he tried to calm down and master his realization that it was only a dream and that no one would be able to harm him without God's permission.

The image then tries to take a stand and chant a prayer. He tried to move his fingers little by little as he was able to. Slowly he was able to move his entire body with full consciousness and was back awake from his sleep.

The image gives thanks for being free from his nightmares. He wiped away the sweat that soaked his face. Slowly he got up to grab the phone that was on the nightstand. The clock shows at 02.00 WIB.

At first he was going to the bathroom, but was worried after remembering his nightmare just now. He also abandoned his intention to get up and intend to go back to sleep. He grabbed his thick blanket and covered part of his body, hoping to fall back asleep quietly.

The image reads the prayer and begins to close the eyes. Just a few minutes into the situation, suddenly a screaming voice came from outside. That shout was like a voice from Mila.

"Gaharghh!"

The image returned stirred and immediately woke up. Her curiosity arises as to what happened to Mila. The image immediately stood up and walked out towards Mila's room.

Tok to tok.

"Aante!" call Citra while knocking on the door. However, it did not sound valid from inside Mila's room.

Tok to tok.

"Tante, what's going on?" exclaim another image from the front door of Mila's room.

When there is no affirmation as well, Citra slowly turns the doorknob.

Cklek!

The image loosened its head looking into the room.

Huh! Aunt Mila slept well, then who was yelling? image murmuring in the heart.

His hair immediately brimmed when he knew that the scream was not from Mila, but there was an invisible figure who was mimicking Mila's voice to disturb him. The image was increasingly trembling realizing that there was a figure who was working on it.

The image took a deep breath and dismissed his bad prejudices. He closed back Mila's room slowly, then turned around about to return to her room.

However, as it passed through the living room there was suddenly a black shadow flashed in from the central room towards the kitchen. A moment of awe was made.

It made Citra shocked and worried with the figure who had appeared. However, curiosity continued to make him want to look at the kitchen door.

The image cradles to check into the kitchen or prefer to go back into his room. However, a great curiosity made her feet step closer to the kitchen door.

Arriving in the kitchen Citra did not see anyone there. As he remembered the new image this time he saw the black figure he had just seen. Because as far as you know the image of the figure in this house is a small child, baby, and a figure that resembles Andra. Because it did not find anything Citra finally moved back to her room.

Unbeknownst to Imagra, the black shadow figure was hiding in the bathroom next to the kitchen. He was laughing happily because he managed to disturb his sleep Citra. For him, the image is his new toy. She loves being lonely and feeling alone in her life.

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The next day Citra was dressed in her school uniform. He was wearing a light brown top and a dark brown subordinate. Do not forget the ponytail hair that makes it look more fresh and confident.

Since there was no food in the kitchen, this morning he did not have breakfast as usual. However, he actually thought of Mila who was hitching a ride in her house. Then he looked for Mila in all the rooms. He intended to have Mila buy at the front stall. But after circling all the rooms, Mila was not found.

"Astaghfirullah, Aunt Mila where the hell is going!" citra said while shaking the waist. Her net was busy circling the entire corner of the room in her house. She worries that Mila also gets interference from the supernatural creatures in her home.

Citra becomes misgivings and rethinks to leave Mila at her home alone. Especially considering that she was pregnant, she was worried that she would be blamed by her parents or husband Mila if something happened to Mila.

Citra becomes worried about having to call her father about Mila's disappearance. Because he himself yesterday had not had time to exchange numbers with Mila.

The image sits uneasily while holding the phone. She was confused as to what to say to her father and mother when they asked about Mila if she had not been found either.

The look of the clock on the wall shows at 06.20 WIB. Staying at home is also impossible. He had to go to school so he wouldn't be late. Citra just hope that nothing happens to Mila.

The image rushed to wear his jacket and backpack. He then snaps the motor key and intends to go to school even though Mila has not yet been found. Arriving on the terrace of the house, suddenly from a distance saw Mila walking from the direction of the gate. Mila was holding a pack on one of her arms. The image heaved its heavy breath seeing that. Although annoyed at not being watched by Mila, at least now Mila looks fine with a smile on her face.

"Tante, where are you going?" ask Citra.

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