Eight o'clock
Damn, damn, damn, really damn!
Looks like I have to get used to meeting demons and such, although my guts are still as big as bean sprouts when I meet them.
Yes, of course, I'm human. Not shamans, superheroes and the like, who have great courage to face terrible creatures. Just the smell of rancid blood makes me nauseous. Disgusting. After all, I'm not trained to deal with demons, my only skill is handling documents in the office where I work. After all, is there a school or course for the science of dealing with demons?
But, it might be different with Reta. The girl looked strange, she seemed to have two personalities because of the events of that day.
Fifteen minutes, I got out of the bathroom, with a towel wrapped around my waist. Then sat for a moment on the sofa in the living room. I wonder, why is the demon I saw earlier, at first glance similar to Lidia?
Oh, Lydia. Suddenly I remembered him.
I haven't spoken to him in two days. Is he okay at home?
I walked to my room and grabbed my phone which I had left on the bed. I'm trying to contact Lidia, because I want to know how she is. I type a message and hang up the phone, so be it. I did not expect him to immediately reply to the message, because surely the woman was busy with activities.
Since I accidentally got to know her a while ago, I started to feel comfortable being friends with him. Friend?
Of course I thought so, at least until now. Even though we've slept together. She is a person who is quite pleasant, because of her nature that makes her comfortable. Every now and then, maybe I will introduce him to my other colleagues.
Yes, someday.
Then suddenly I remembered something else. I quickly got dressed and walked into the living room, to turn on the television. Something went through my head.
Today near the office where I work, another person was brutally murdered, as a result of the devil's work. I'm sure the news must have been on television.
Five minutes, exactly what I thought. After passing through three different television channels, the news I was looking for appeared. An anchor looks enthusiastic reporting news directly from the scene, with a large crowd in the background. There was also a police officer who came to handle it.
Unfortunately, even though I don't follow the latest news updates on television every day, the news about the terrible deaths experienced by people in this city is always heard in my ears, by word of mouth.
So often, I've even forgotten how many times I've heard the news, and it seems it's getting more and more every day. Even though I'm not in the category of pious people, I can't bear to hear the news of people who have died cruelly. Forced to die.
Who also wants to die at the hands of the devil, and then eat the flesh?
Suddenly, just as I was pressing the power off button on the remote, the doorbell of my apartment rang. My forehead is folded.
Who's visiting at this time of night?
Then glanced at the clock on the wall. It's nine o'clock.
Lest the devil, again. Oh my gosh!
I quickly walked towards the door, holding a palm fiber broom just in case my guess was right. The bell kept ringing. Uh?
But when I looked from the mini hole on the surface of the door, it turned out that I was wrong. .it's not a demon, it's someone I know.
"Is this really you?"
I couldn't believe it a little when I saw the woman in front of me, standing with a sluggish look, carrying a suitcase as big as a gaban, like someone who was about to run away from home. Or at least the elite version of bum.
He is... my real brother. Uh, why is it even a song lyric?
No. The woman in front of me was Sherlina, my cousin from my late Mama's family. In the past, when I was an elementary school and junior high school boy, we were very close, close like siblings, although we often got into fights too.
Now she is married, and seeing her appear in front of my residence, suddenly I became suspicious.
I examined the shoulder-length haired woman, scanning her from head to toe. Then, I focused the longest gaze on the legs.
"Take off your shoes!"
My orders. Wearily but annoyed, she took off his shoes. Oh it turns out there are legs. Complete pair. I nodded.
"Good. Come on in, I'm afraid you're a demon,"
I said. She just pouted without answering. Then followed me into the apartment. And sat on the sofa. Seemed to be frustrated, because the girl threw her suitcase carelessly on the floor, while flopping down on the sofa.
Now she was looking at me with a look like the most miserable person in the world. Maybe you want to tell me something.
"Why the hell? You're like a geek you know. Come at night, bring a suitcase just like people want to travel. I thought it was the devil who rang the bell."
"Shit! It's been a long time ago!"
The girl screamed, and cried. Uh? Why are you even crying?
"Yes, answer why? You bring your suitcase, come to my place at night, isn't that weird?"
I changed the intonation of my voice a little, preparing to listen to complaints, complaints and all sorts of things. Even though my goddamn eyes are starting to sleep, it's a sign that they want to immediately invite them to dreamland. The origin of the dream is not to dream of the devil.
Eh, the girl is even more pissed off. Now his tears overflowed over the city, because he was so sad. No. I just stared at Sherlina's behavior. Seriously, looks like she's in real trouble.
"I divorced my man, Nataaaaan! And now I have no place to live!"
"Hah?!"
"I'm divorced! Are you stupid?!"
She shouted, throwing a pillow at me. Luckily it wasn't the suitcase that was thrown. Damn. In fact, what my reaction meant was not that I didn't hear the words she said, but that I was shocked to hear the news she had just conveyed. Who wouldn't be surprised by such news?
"Divorce? How come? What's wrong with your husband?"
I'm curious. In fact, Sherlina is a pretty perfect woman. Beautiful, sociable, good at cooking, I know that from the first. But why did her husband divorce her?
"Because of me"
Her voice choked. I remained silent without interrupting, waiting for the next sentence.
"I cheated on him, Nataaan! It's my fault!"
Instantly my mouth and eyes widened, but a few seconds later, I put on an annoyed face. Have an affair. The annoying thing that I hate so much. Because it reminded me of the behavior of some ex-girlfriends who had cheated on me. I thought they were loyal and sincere, in fact they are crocodiles. Tch!
"Why your face like that?!"
Sherlina shouted. Sad to see the look on my face.
"I'm the most resentful of people who cheat! You're like my exes, you know. hurt. What's your reason for cheating? Less money? Your man earns quite a bit, doesn't he?"
The girl shook her head slowly, looking down at the floor.
"I feel lonely. He comes home once a week. You know that too, don't you...That's it, when I got home his attitude made me in a bad mood. Less romantic. That's why I'm looking for another guy!"
Well, she's even more pissed off. Ouch, how can I have guests like this at night. And if it wasn't for her, I would have been drooling on my pillow, drifting off into a beautiful dreamland.
There are trials of life. Even though I just saw a demon girl climbing the wall of the building. Now comes the human girl, but still drains energy because of her behavior.
"I don't know, what should I say. Because you are also wrong. Who told you to cheat?"
I said. Stepped into the kitchen. So far I haven't made a drink or water for my cousin. So I brought her water and a jar of cookies. It's not pukis, guys.
Yes, who knows Sherlina hasn't eaten after being kicked out by her husband. Moreover, I also don't know since when she was expelled. Maybe, since a week ago and she actually became a bum on the street.
"It was only yesterday. I don't want to stay at my sister's house, I'm ashamed. I've been gossiped about and said all kinds of things. People there have different mouths,"
Sherlina chewed on the cake I had just brought, wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks. Looks like he's really hungry. It's sad to see her suffer like this, even though it's her own doing.
"I regret it, I swear. How come I don't have a job, nothing for living expenses...most of the savings are just for food. Please help me, Nathan. Cook yes I sleep on the street!"
"Who told you to fuss? You want to live here, you're a mango. As long as you don't be lazy to be a person. It's easy for me to find work. But if you just sleep, I'll throw you out."
"Really?"
The girl stopped her activity eating cake, and turned to me. Shows a look of disbelief. But also happy. Yes, of course I will allow her to stay here for a while, because there is no way I can bear to my friends and relatives. As long as she's not lazy. I do not like to see people whose work is only sleeping, eating, lazy, if the person is healthy and still strong at work.
"Yeah. I'm looking for a job for you. You don't have to think about the cost of eating and snacks, while from me until you get paid,"
Her eyes widened, moved, "Thank you very much, Nathan! I promise I won't be lazy!"
I already knew that before marriage, my cousin was a girl who preferred to go to work, rather than play, hang out and go on an unclear relationship. Only after marriage did she stop working, she said, because her husband didn't allow it.
"Well, you just sleep in the next room, okay? Sono comes in, clean up,"
I said. Sherlina nodded and immediately walked in the direction I pointed just now. I watched her steps briefly. Feel sorry for her fate too.
But come on, it's his own fault anyways. She's the one looking for trouble first.
"Natan, is it true that many people are being killed here now?"
Sherlina is back from the room. She approached me who was watching television in the living room.
"Yes. There is also near my work place. It just happened when I got home from work. They are eaten by the devil. That's why when you came here I was suspicious, I'm afraid you're not human."
"That's fine!"
Eh, but what I just said seems a bit inaccurate. When it comes to the demons that are rampantly eating humans in this city, they can disguise themselves as humans. So, it's a bit difficult to guess at origin, demons or real humans.
"That's why you can't look for guys or be close to random people here...make sure it's real or not. Because the devil can disguise herself as a human."
I said. Tells the girl casually picking almonds on the table. Basic, lucky cousin. If not, I've already scratched the ground. But then she was surprised to hear my words.
"Disguised as a person? Oh, then I'd better not know anyone here. I'd rather just know you,"
"Yeah, that's not the case. If you're working later, you'll have to meet people, how are you going to do it? You're a bitch, I've wasted my snacks!"