There's no way Destiny came just once, let alone in the first meeting...
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Lona glanced at her laptop screen that was still on, she then glanced at the window and looked outside still raining heavily. The clock was still showing at 5pm but the sky looked snamous due to the rainy weather outside. Water continues to fall to earth, lightning is also heard several times.
Lona was weighing a balance, looking outwards at the rain and then towards her empty coffee container. Tonight he has to work late again, so he needs ammo. The woman sighed tired.
"All right. All monthly shopping only," said Lona in the end.
The woman walked into the room, changed her clothes in a hoodie suit and training pants, then grabbed a wallet on the nightstand table. He exited the room, walked to the exit and did not forget to bring his black umbrella. He glanced at the hallway of his apartment, this old apartment increasingly looks terrible because of rain and also lightning. Lona feels like she's in a horror movie.
Duar!
Lightning strikes.
Chiit! Chiiit
The door squeaks look terrible.
Brak! The window at the end of the hallway was crackling because of the wind.
Lona's fur suddenly stood up, a feeling of grip approaching her without permission. As his memory twists the spooky story that Sania once told in this apartment. About a woman in one of the rooms here, killed herself by plunging from upstairs. Sania also said that her spirit is still curious and often shows its form to the residents who are here.
Srek! Srek!
This time the sound of feet in drag is heard in Lona's ears.
Srek! Srek!
It's getting closer.
Srek! Srek!
Lona holds her increasingly cold nape, the woman dares not look back. He's afraid to see things he doesn't want.
"Lon!" exclaimed someone patting Lona's shoulder from behind.
"Oh my God!" exclaimed Lona in shock. He looked back in shock. His heart decays, his fear becomes more and more so.
"Why is it so surprised? This is my own neighbor," rebuked a mother with a petite stature like herself.
"Oh, my God," sighs Lona holding her still toned chest. "Mrs. Tama surprised me. I just imagined the ghost of a woman who had committed suicide here," he complained later.
The middle-aged woman called 'Bu Tama' by Lona smiles a little. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said. "Where are you going to go when it rains like this?" he asked then saw Lona carrying a purse and an umbrella that hadn't been wet.
"Monthly shopping, Mrs. Tama," said Lona after neutralizing her heart. The woman smiled kindly at the middle-aged woman who was holding a small child in her arms.
"Oh, yes. Be careful," said the friendly woman. He and his son broke into apartment number 89.
"Haish, my heart almost jumped out," lona sighs as Ms. Tama disappears behind the door.
Anyway.
The middle-aged woman who greeted Hilona was Tama's mother, the resident of apartment 89. The person who lives on the left side of his apartment is a small family of 4 people, Mother and Father Tama, a small child who sits in elementary school and also a teenager the same age as his sister Lona in the village. The family was very kind to Lona, they often gave food for her. Sometimes they also often spend time off together. Makes Lona's feelings warm to a little forget her longing for the family. One of the things that makes Lona comfortable living in this rotten apartment.
Brak! The window at the end of the hallway was crackling again.
"Wuff, I'd better get going and get back before it gets dark," Lona said, running small up the stairs.
Yep.
You didn't misspell the writing.
ladder.
This apartment with 10 floors and 100 aparemen units does not have an elevator. One of the things that makes Lona scold every want to go down to the ground floor. Every step down the stairs, Lona always nags along the stairs she goes through. Like now.
"Hish, what is it for every month in the maintenance bill. It's not that the apartment is getting better, but it's getting worse."
"Even though almost all units in this apartment are fully stocked, but why is there no better change."
"Do I need to petition the landlord to build an elevator for the residents of the apartment?"
"Ah, how can I gain weight if every day up and down this huge number of stairs."
Lona still keeps nagging, until she finally gets to the ground floor. The woman walked towards the glass-bottomed entrance.