I stumbled in surprise when I heard the sound of thunder
grabbing so fast, I opened my eyes and saw the figure of someone who is now sitting on a chair in the corner of this room, even though I remember very clearly that the light in this room was on because I never like to sleep in a dark room. or is it a blackout? Then what should I do, I've tried rubbing my eyes using both hands but the figure in the corner of this room still hasn't disappeared. Is it a ghost? But why is there a ghost in this room
while usually never.
My shadow starts traveling everywhere I'm really scared
very. "Wh-who are you?" I asked the invisible figure, whether he was human or not.
I was so scared that I pulled the blanket up to my chest and I felt like I wanted to bury her whole body in this thick blanket, however, I was afraid that the figure would pull this blanket and throw it out the bedroom window. I watch so many horror movies that it makes me feel like I'm playing that scary movie.
Cletarr … dresses … dresses …
This is the first time I'm afraid of ghosts, I really want to just run away from these rooms but my body seems paralyzed and can't be compromised. The man stood up from his sitting position then walked over to me, finally I chose to cover my whole body with a blanket so I couldn't see his face and I hoped that all of this would end soon. Don't forget to ask God to save me from whatever ghost it's called because I have to take care of my little Anggun.
Now my whole body is starting to be covered by cold sweat, I don't care about the pain from the impact wound, I was so scared that I was shaking in this blanket but a few minutes later I immediately opened my eyes when I saw the whole room was bright because of the lights inside. this room has been lit.
"Did I scare you?" heard a familiar voice in my memory. Without hesitation I immediately removed the blanket that covered it
face then turned to the source of the voice
My eyes immediately widened when I found out if this was Sadam, but why was that man in my room and was he the figure in the corner of the room. I couldn't help but stare in surprise that I didn't even answer his words just now.
"Am, I'm disturbing," Sadam's voice came back and I immediately shook my head to get rid of the strange fantasy earlier.
"No bother," I replied nervously as I sat up. Slowly but surely the heart rate that had been a marathon is now starting to run normally again.
"Does your head still feel dizzy?" The man walked towards me with an unreadable gaze. I don't know why I feel
I'm curious about what's in his heart, even though it's clear I know that the man must really hate me.
Sadam's eyes look sad, not as sharp as usual, or is it just my imagination or is it true. I don't want to think too much because it will hurt me later.
"A little," I replied nervously. I lowered my head not wanting to meet him.
"Can I sit here?" said Sadam standing beside the chair which happened to be near the bed. Without looking at him I nodded my head in agreement.
I felt very awkward around him and it was the first time it happened. If Tasya had known all this, she would have grabbed or even killed me that very second. Just imagining Tasya's sharp eyes made my heart beat fast again as if it wanted to escape from its nature.
"Why didn't you tell the truth to Mama and Papa? Shouldn't you be happy because there is a reproach for badmouthing Tasya." I heard the accusations came regularly from Sadam's lips. I feel that now the man is waiting for an answer from me with those sharp eyes.
To vent the nervous feeling these two hands gripped the blanket and I began to feel that my hands were moist. "I don't want it to be because of me, Tasya gets angry with Mama and Papa, because I was wrong to marry a man who is already married," I knew myself saying this. My hands gripped the blanket tighter that I was holding to vent my fear.
"Does, Tasya do it often?" Sadap said to me.
I, who was looking down, immediately looked up at Sadam, did I hear wrong just now, how could Sadam doubt Tasya, or is this just my hunch?
"This is the first time," I replied, bowing my head again. "Actually, Tasya wasn't wrong because she thought I had complained to Mama about her departure," I continued.
I took a sip of saliva that tasted bitter, Sadam glanced at the nightstand and there was an empty glass. Yes, all day I just lay on the bed because Mama Elsa didn't let me out of the room even my own mother-in-law delivered dinner and continued to take care of me until I fell asleep.
"Aren't you lying?" asked Sadam.
I looked directly at the man with a frown. What was going on with him that made him doubt the wife he had always been proud of and loved. I'm just a grain of dust that will disappear after the wind comes.
"Yes," I answered simply because I didn't want to be mistaken.
If I say something wrong then Tasya will torture me even more, actually it doesn't matter if that woman hurts me as long as it doesn't hurt a child as small as Liora. When I think about Liora, I really miss her, the little girl's sadness managed to destroy me and I promised to protect Liora forever even though we weren't related by blood, but I already treated her like my own sister.
'Because I am guilty of marrying a married man. Isn't it like that, Sadam?'