
Bian continued to move restlessly on the bed. He held the blanket tightly. His eyes continued to glance right and left. Being in a very large new room made Bian a bit scared. Indeed, the rain had subsided, lightning was also no longer heard. But the nuances of the room dominated by black make the atmosphere in there feel more gripping. Bian wants to ask Brian to accompany her, but in fear her husband will refuse and will accuse her of a no-no.
Bian tried to close his eyes. But when his eyes closed, the shadow of all the dedemites appeared in front of his face. The thing that Bian fears the most is a kind of ghost, let alone a pocong. Imagining his eyes glaring with a jet-black face and an encased body made Bian instantly goosebumps. Bian had tried to recite prayer and recitation, but all was unsuccessful.
Bruk!
Bian immediately opened his eyes and ran towards the door. He opened the door in a hurry. His head turned to look for the figure of the husband. Nothing, her husband is not.
"Of! About Brian! " Bian began to voice calling Brian. He walked around while rubbing his nape because suddenly he felt very creepy, the fur of his romance stood up. Bian's getting more and more scared because he never found Brian. Her eyes were already glazed over thinking that her husband left her alone.
"Of! Om where is it? Not to mention Bian, right? Um!"
Buk up!
"Akh!"
Bian screamed while covering both ears. He squatted down while closing his eyes. Bian really wants to go home now, the ghost bothers him. Bian felt a big hand pat him on the shoulder.
"Not even a ghost, Ekh Aunty a ghost, whoever you are, don't disturb Bian, Bian good boy. Bian is not naughty, Bian does not like to disturb people. Bian promised, Bian doesn't bother, please don't eat Bian, Bian doesn't feel good. Bian's meat is bitter. Hikss. Get away from Bian!"
Buk up!
"Akh!"
Bian again screeched. "Please go, later if you disturb Bian, Bian will report you to Mr. Ustadz. Hikss. Go then! Help me!"
"Boncels!"
"Boncel it's me, Brian. I'm not a ghost."
Brian again touched Bian's shoulder while bowing. He who was behind Bian had now turned to the girl.
Bian. Although still scared, Bian tried to open his eyes. "Of!" Bian voiced out softly.
"Of Brian!" Bian screamed while hugging Brian's neck. He even cried as much as he could to make Brian rather astonished at him. This girl was getting more and more fond of hugging him, under any circumstances, this snot boy had always used himself like this.
"Om, Bian's scared. Bian thinks Om is a ghost. Why don't you talk to Bian?"
Bian frowned. There was a ghost as handsome as him. If there really was, what kind of ghost it was, after all, why would Bian still believe such unimportant things.
"You, where there are ghosts here, if there are, the ghost must be afraid of you."
"Hikss. Om don't do that, Bian is still funny, yes, ghosts are afraid of Bian, what because Bian is not too beautiful, but Dad said, Bian is beautiful. Why should they be afraid of Bian?"
Brian tried to hold back a smile. This girl is really random. Everything that was in him had never been consistent, sometimes he was very annoying, but at other times he was also very funny. "Funny?" Brian instantly removed the smile on his lips when he realized that he had already crossed the line.
"Here you go, why haven't you slept? Tomorrow morning I'll teach you how to drive. Take a vacation, I don't want you to continue to bother. If you can drive, I don't have to take you to school anymore, do you?"
Bian nodded but his hands were still reluctant to let Brian go. His crying had already stopped even though he was still as unwilling.
"Om Temenin Bian sleeps yes! Bian promises Bian will not disturb Om, Bian does not snore Om, Bian is afraid to sleep alone. This place is new for Bian."
Bian let go of his hand slowly. Bian heard Brian sneer at him. The man walking ahead of Bian made the girl run and pulled the end of the shirt Brian was wearing. Exactly like a kindergarten boy who does not want to live in his mother.
"Now sleep!" Brian pointed at the bed asking Bian to immediately take his hand off the shirt he was wearing.
"Om going to sleep too! Bian doesn't want to ninggalin Bian."
Brian rolled his eyes lazily. This girl was actually able to make him feel extremely irritated. "Yes, you lay down first!"
Bian got into bed with his hands still holding Brian's shirt. Brian was forced to climb into bed. He lay down when his wife was lying down.
"I'm not going to run boncel, take your hands off!"
Bian quickly shook his head. "Don't want to, Om even ninggalin Bian, Bian will not let go of Bian's hand."
Brian nodded. He tried to turn towards the nightstand to turn off the lights. But when he was about to press the light button, Bian pulled his t-shirt tightly.
"What?" Bian looked at her with his grim face.
"Don't turn off the lights Om, Bian can't breathe if the lights are off."
God, this kid really pisses Brian off. Brian could not sleep in a bright room, and now he was forced not to turn off the lights, which is amazing.
"Yes, you are sleeping!"
Bian nodded. Just as Brian wanted to close his eyes, the voice again contaminated his hearing.
"Of!"
"What else is Bian?" Brian spoke in a high tone.
"Om able to read a fairy tale to Bian no?"
"Sleep or I'll stay! Don't do a lot of Bian's behavior, I'm not that good. Now go to sleep, or I turn off the lights and get out of here!"
Bian inevitably began to close his eyes. Well, if Brian doesn't want to tell a story for him, at least Brian doesn't leave the room.
****
Brian opened his eyes slowly. He rubbed his eyes and turned to the side of the bed that was occupied by Bian last night. The girl was not there, Brian did not take a headache and chose to get up and go to the bathroom.
20 Minutes later, Brian had finished his bath and had changed his clothes. He glanced back at the bed, Bian was completely absent. The girl disappeared? It can't be, can it? Brian walked up to the door and opened the door slowly.
Brian was made to gawk when he opened the door, white smoke filled his entire apartment. His eyes were trying to see what was happening.
"Dian!"
Brian shouted very loudly.
The To Be Continued.