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1. NIGHT IS PART OF IT

Repeatedly the glasses girl rubbed her eyes due to fatigue playing games on the computer. Time had already shown at one in the morning, but it did not seem to be a big deal for the girl.

Counted already himself silent in front of the computer for four hours without stopping. When the brain gave a signal to the stomach, the glasses girl pinched her stomach in reply. For some time the signal sounded, he paid no heed to it at all.

Victory is the main goal. Sure, defeat is the source of his fear. It does not matter if after this he vomits, nausea, feeling dull pain in the stomach, and maybe heartburn with a burning sensation in the chest he feels back. All he can overcome, but not with this game race.

When the point of victory is in sight, one reason that makes the girl fail to snatch the victory. A scratch from the window surprised him.

Swallowing her saliva, the blue-eyed girl fixed her glasses, then asked. "Who's there?"

Silent. Silence, no answer. Even when the number ten was successfully spoken by him, only the sound of clockwork adorned the room.

For your information, this is her first day living here. This is a apartment, not a apartment. It is not surprising anymore, when he asked the security guard who lives here, the answer is that there are only three residents in this boarding house.

The two men lived on the first floor, while he lived on the second floor. It took mental preparation and great courage to decide to live in a deserted Kosan like this. If it were not for money, he would have chosen to find a comfortable and more crowded place to live.

I know, her name is Santi. The spoiled child who this year officially became a student majoring in English Literature at one of the best universities in Indonesia. Santi was forced to live independently without parental protection.

Well, last month his father left him for heaven. Then her own mother had long since abandoned her. I don't know why the mother only invited her husband, even though his son was also there. Under these circumstances, Santi would inevitably have to accept this harsh reality.

Hitting a computer keyboard as an outlet for defeat, Santi believes the voice he heard was just his imagination. Maybe this is because he is still carried away in a sad atmosphere.

Santi then sent a message to one of his friends. He asked his friend to buy him food and bring him straight here. Santi knows he is wrong, but he will not be able to sleep if his stomach is not filled.

At two o'clock at night, Santi was still cool playing games. Counted about the fourth time the sound of the claw was heard again.

Krkkk

Santi tried to listen to his hearing. But his body did not succeed. It was as if a magnet was dragging him out the window, making sure he knew what had happened.

The sound of sand splashing from the roof, the sound of running feet bothering him. Santi closed his eyes for a moment. He had to convince his eyes to be reliable. Due to this deficiency, it takes a few seconds to see the object clearly at night. While he wants in a second must have seen it clearly.

He wants to say a mantra or prayers that make him calm and safe. But what makes, Santi just memorized the prayer of eating only. Don't be surprised, he's a spoiled and spoiled super kid. Santi squeezed the window curtains while mentioning the names of his parents.

Logical thinking caught his attention. Where does the sound of sand on the roof come from, if he lives on the second floor. Logically, what sand and who works at night like this.

Santi did not expect that he would have this kind of experience on the first day of his stay. Cold weather stabbed him in the neck. Body bristling. One by one karma approached and tortured him.

Santi felt his chest hot, as well as his stomach heartburn. He just remembered, he had not eaten rice all day. He just ate a banana. Cowering on the bed, rolling around with a small grimace. Santi let out tears.

Eliminating the fear of going nowhere, Santi groped the table next to him, trying to find yellow wood oil. His body suddenly became cold, Santi took off his glasses, then closed his eyes.

Meanwhile, the sound of running feet, claws, and the sound of sand falling on the roof was unrelenting. As if telling Santi to check it out immediately. As if it was a surprise that Santi should know about.

Ting!

Oh, Santi remembered he had done something. Apparently the food order has come. With an empty stomach, chaotic thoughts, Santi got out of bed.

Walking while squeezing his stomach, Santi put his hand on the wall, trying to find the contact of the light switch. He has forgotten something.

Santi then turned on the bathroom lights. A faint smile was imprinted on his lips. His hand moved to open the door, then smiled happily.

"On behalf of Santi Gorgeous? Yeah, right, room number 16 on the 2nd floor. Food order from Angle, right?" sosor Santi asked without seeing clearly who the sender was.

For a few seconds waiting, there is no confirmation from the Sender of the package. At first glance Santi saw the Sender nodded his head. Without further stale, Santi immediately took the food box.

Before closing the door, Santi said, "Thank you Sender! Even though the night, hopefully the schedule is smooth, the ideals can be realized! Ai lop uu!"

Throughout Santi's walk, there were loud footsteps in the room. Santi thought it was the sound of knocking his foot, but after he realized that he was not wearing a pedestal like a sandal, Santi's body immediately stiffened.

The sound of footsteps was as sharp as the sound he had previously heard. But this time, his voice was slower. Like a foot with a toothed shoe and a big step.

Santi clenched his hands. "Who?!" screams echoed.

Trying to always think positive is tormenting Santi. The problem is real. Santi knows his eyes are troubled, but not by his ears.

Santi flushed into the room, and did not forget to lock the door. Santi quickly contacted his friend named Angle.

Repeatedly rejected, finally Angle connected. "Hello, why?" Angle's voice from across there.

Santi shivered violently. His body moved to hide under the bed. After confirming the glasses, Santi let out a trembling sound.

"The food you bring why does it smell bad? Help me, Angle," Santi asked in tears.

Pause a few seconds. It seems like Angle is confused. "Why lo? What food do you mean? Realize first, just called me."

Angle was the only friend who had accompanied her since childhood. As the name suggests, in addition to the name, the face and behavior of Angle are also like angels. His guy's really gaul. Angle always helps him whenever he needs.

"So that's in the chat. Angle, please come here in my Kosan for a moment." I heard a long breath from Angle.

"San, I slept from the Maghrib. Don't crap. We're 10km over, man. What's wrong with that?"

Spontaneous Santi shouted when he heard the sound of people shouting outside the window while running.

"Woi, what's wrong?! I'm otw now!"

Santi came out of hiding, and opened the window of the room. If anyone experiences the same thing as him, he must save him.

After seeing who was shouting, Santi's body sculpted. He wanted to not believe who he had seen, but now he was wearing glasses.

"DOLUUCH!!"

Santi felt his body drift. Someone had clawed his stomach. The pain he had before, was now many times his torment. It felt like someone was pinning his nose, and watering it with sand.

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The cheerful, always calm, kind and also spoiled figure had caught up with his parents to the Heaven realm. The next morning, room sixteen was thrown by a corpse whose head was wedged in the window.

Angle—Santi's only friend since this morning was crying and unceasingly screaming hysterically. Angle blames himself for the death of his friend, Santi.

One of the residents of Kos told media that the late Santi kept shouting at three to five in the morning. His body was found covered in blood on the neck. Since Santi's death, all the residents left the place. This is because they are frightened by always hearing the sound of screams from the direction of the late Kosan Santi.

Since the discovery of the shocking incident, the media crew has not stopped to investigate the cause of Santi's death. It is suspected that someone tried to kill Santi so that the incident happened.

However, according to Angle's confession, Santi was a very good person. He never meddles in other people's affairs, because Santi likes to be alone. Then a reasonable guess arose. That's because Santi often tortures his stomach.

Since her father's death, Santi has never been out of the room and only ordered food online. When he decided to stay in Kos, it was because there was no other choice but to save on tuition fees.

There was often the sound of big breaths in the room. Two years later the owner of Kos could not stand it, finally decided to close and destroy the building.

In the sixteen room mirror, Santi always routinely glazed while smiling sweetly. He can't wait to take the next semester.

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