Love In The Dream Realm
Chapter 8

POVS. Imagery

Tracing the bustling streets of the capital city will pass vehicles and highlight the lights on the right left of the road, making me drive slowly to enjoy the night atmosphere with a gentle breeze, breaking the streets.

At that time the streets were still quite crowded with road users who wara-wiri spent their Sunday before the end of the weekend. Entering the streets of the street housing complex began to look lonely. Many have not returned from vacation.

Many houses still look dark because there are no inhabitants. Most people who are at home are resting after a day spent off. So that the atmosphere of the night was increasingly quiet and felt gripping for me.

Thirty minutes drive, now I'm in the courtyard. I stopped the motor when I got to the yard. The surrounding situation is still pitch dark due to the absence of lighting lamps. The only current illumination was from the spotlight of my motorcycle. It made me hesitate to get off the bike.

After thinking for a while I finally decided to take the phone from the bag, then I turned on the flashlight. I turned off my motorcycle, then I ventured to step towards the terrace of the house.

"Bismillah...!" I pray that God will take care of me at every step.

I decided not to look to the right or to the left and just to look straight ahead. With the lights on my phone, I tried to open the lock on my door. With a slightly shaking hand and feeling faint from nervousness, I finally managed to open it. Then, I slowly turned the door knob and opened it.

Cklek!

The door is open. To turn on the lights I had to walk in, all the way to the end of the living room. Because the light switch is next to the entrance to the middle room.

One foot I stepped in, I already felt the room temperature was hotter than usual, until my sweat just slid from the sidelines of my hair. My heart is beating faster now. Even now I can hear the sound of my breath. I slowly stepped my foot into the house. My feet are heavy to step on.

I felt like someone was watching me and followed me. However, I quickly dismissed the negative thoughts that had appeared in my brain. I exhaled violently and quickly ran towards the light switch.

Nah! Tak !

The living room and living room lights are on.

Huh...! I really feel relieved. At least the lights are on now. I can't be afraid! I have to be brave! Then everything will be fine! I said in my heart to strengthen myself.

I went back outside to put my bike in the garage. I closed the living room door and locked it.

I set foot into my room. I took off my shoes and put them on the shelf next to my door. I feel like my body is sticky. Want me to take a shower and put my body in my soft bed.

I quickly opened the door.

Braaaakk!

I was stunned until I staggered backwards pressing the door against the wall. I was surprised to see my dresser falling apart. As I remember the Mother's makeup tool before leaving for the mall I have cleaned back into the make up pouch. However, what I see now Mother's makeup tools scattered on the table until it fell to the floor.

"Aaaaarrhose....!" I screamed as loud as I saw a white shadow through my window. Then I ran to the bed and covered my whole body with a blanket, so long I fell asleep.

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Srak!

I blinked when I heard something that disturbed my sleep. I saw the clock on the wall showing 24:30. I remembered that I had not been able to perform the prayer isya'. I rushed out of bed to the bathroom to pick up my ablution.

After that I set up prayers in my room. At first I was very kusyu', but at the last rakaat I felt like someone was standing behind me. It was as if there was a gust of wind from behind me. Instantly my hair bristled. I was a little distracted, but I quickly refocused on my prayer reading.

After the prayer I take care of the makeup of the mother who was scattered last night on the dressing table. I tried to think positively maybe yesterday I forgot to take care of it. Then I put it back in the desk drawer.

At that time I saw a photo of the boy I found in the barn and I took him to bed. I looked at him while remembering the face of Andra who came to the house the other day also that I saw in the cinema yesterday.

"Andra Melvino," I said reading the inscription written on the photo.

Until I felt more and more afraid to think about Andra whose origins are unclear. Especially considering that it was still early morning blind and I was alone.

I put the picture under my pillow, then pulled the blanket to cover half of my body. I closed my eyes hoping to sleep well until morning.

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I felt like my body was jolted until I woke up, and my whole room was dark. I groped the nightstand next to my bed to find a cell phone.

When I found it I immediately turned on the flashlight on the phone.

"Aarrgghh!" I shouted as I looked in the mirror and read the writing on the mirror.

I immediately went out of the room and ran through the courtyard barefooted to the gate that was always open, for I never closed it. Then I immediately crossed the street and stopped in front of my neighbor's house. I sat on the front porch to rest. I looked down and checked my feet that were hurting. Suddenly I saw someone standing in front of me and patting me on the shoulder

I looked up to see the figure of the owner of the leg in front of me who had patted my shoulder just now.

"Why you?" andra asked as she crouched down in front of me watching my injured leg.

"A-Andra! This, it seems like I stepped on something quite hard and pointed," I said with a bit of nervousness because suddenly there was Andra.

"Why go barefoot at night?" asked Andra while holding my injured leg.

I momentarily fell silent while stealing a glance at him. I looked closely at Andra's face and drew closer to be able to summarize her face to compare with the man I had seen in the mall and also compare with the face of the little boy in the photo.

Fix, I'm sure it's Andra! I murmured in my heart.

Suddenly Andra looked up and flicked her finger in front of my face.

Ctic!

Instantly I was stunned and misbehaved because I was caught daydreaming while looking at him.

"I'm not even dumb!" he smiled at me.

Holy hooch! I am so ashamed and ashamed of my stupidity. "Em .. i-that, there's something strange in my house. I ran and this time it was not easy to wear sandals" I said.

"Is there something strange? Especially this time?" ask Andra.

"So when I just came home and went into the room, I saw the mother's makeup tools that I had previously cleaned turned out to be very messy and scattered everywhere and I saw a shadow that penetrated my bedroom window."

"What was even more surprising, when I woke up from my sleep there was an inscription on the mirror, which was written with my mother's lipstick. I'm scared, Ndra!" takut Citra telling a story.

"Now we go to your house, Cit. Let me see!" andra.

"really? Are you not afraid?" tanya Citra hesitated to return to her home.

"Not yet to be seen, what to fear!" andra said, smiling back at me.

Oh my God, look at Andra smiling how my heart feels so uncomfortable! I murmured in my heart while holding my thumping chest.

"O-okay, let's go there!" nervous said.

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