The Story About Us
Dead Lights

Shela did not budge even though it was raining very heavily outside. His heart had not yet been moved to simply allow Parto into the house. He also does not care what outside or what to do there.

Still inside the house, Shela intends to go inside her room. Suddenly the power went out. Maybe because the rain is quite heavy resulting in the electricity cut off. He looked for where he had put his cellphone, although it was still afternoon but because the power went out to make Shela's house dark because of the lack of lighting. Kayak in the cave, until minimal lighting.

While walking into the living room, Shela's eyes were fixed on the man in her yard. Trying to turn on the motorbike he was using towards Shela's house, even under the rain. It was as if he did not care about the torrent of rain that was now pouring on him. Shela watched Parto from inside the house, in a soaked shirt and occasionally wiping the rain that fell on her face, she recalled that a few days ago she had also experienced something like that. And it was Parto who was his helper back then.

That's a really hard hobby for yourself, already know the rain even want to go home. Play the kek. Really strange! torturing yourself!

That was what Shela had in mind. He is not self-conscious if his indifferent attitude is what makes Parto so 'self-conscious' like that. Shela walked towards the door of the house, taking two umbrellas that were in the corner near the shoe rack.

Walking out of the house to approach Parto, Shela looked at Parto who was aware of her presence. Parto stopped her efforts to start the chicken. Noticing Shela who was now giving a small folding umbrella to her. Both are still silent under the rain. Parto received the umbrella that Shela gave her. Although he knew, the umbrella had lost function because now his body was soaked. But, for the sake of appreciating Shela.. Parto took the umbrella that Shela gave her.

"Now.." Just one word that Shela said.

Huh huh? I didn't hear wrong.. Shela let me into her house? nyampe in the pesti house I was told to mop, nyapu, or maybe ngosek (bonding) wcnya. Aach I'm getting more goosebumps in his shadow.

Stay still.. Parto just nodded according to Shela's words, she walked in Shela's footsteps. But, while on the terrace.. Parto stopped her steps. He stayed there. As for Shela, she looked at Parto with a strange look.

"Why? You want to be there?" Shela closed her umbrella. Putting it again in its original place, Parto was still silent. I don't know, he doesn't know what to do. She is just afraid of mispronouncing and making Shela mode her reog on again.

"You're being asked what you don't answer! You why?" Getting upset. Shela is like that, everything looks wrong in her eyes. By the way wrong, diem is even more wrong. Only he is right.

"Maturnuwun.has been allowed to take shelter, I am here only." Parto still refuses to enter Shela's house.

"Why? why outside? want to find the sympathy of the mother, let later if the mother comes home and see you like that. rain, wet, and outside the house.. let me who wronged the mother, is that it?! Your intentions are very bad yes. here just want to get attention! you're this.."

"Menengo! (diam!)" That one word managed to make Shela shut up. Parto approached towards Shela standing, still at the door of the house. They were facing each other, just looking at each other without saying anything.

"It's for you, come in. I'm just here. I'm not the guy you had in mind! Later when the rain subsides I go straight home." Parto handed over whatever fruit was in the plastic to Shela. Shela's speechless. Just this time Shela was making a kiss in front of someone. Receiving a parcel from Parto, Shela still looked at Parto but a moment later she threw away her face. Not wanting to stay too long in such an uncomfortable situation, Shela decided to go inside the house and take the parcel with her.

Shela tries to make her mind clear that everyone is the same. Both on the outside, both when there is a desire, both at first only. after that they will show their true form. Unmasked them, revealing their true intentions. Everyone was happy, except his mother. Mother who always makes him strong face the onslaught of the neighbor's mouth, always there for him at any time.

How is that broken glass? is that pyaaaar? Anyway, now imagine that there is a sound of a glass falling and breaking. Hearing there was a commotion inside Shela's house, Parto

hurrying into the house. What he was once still sitting on the porch of Shela's house.

"Be careful not to go through there, it's a fragment..."

Not finished Shela spoke, Parto who entered the house in a wet state and a dark house made her slip down on the floor. The shape of the floor where he fell was the shard of his shard. Parto's palm that reflexively wanted to support her body when she fell was instead exposed to shards of shard. Sick? Don't ask.it feels amazing and must be bloody. Parto is not the Hulk who will be fine even if exposed to hot lead.

"And I told you not to go through there. You're okay?" Shela has yet to realize that Parto's hand is now injured by a broken glass. Shela picks up the candle that was on the table, directing it to Parto. To make sure the guest is okay. Tumben cares!

"I'm nothing.." Parto stands. Feeling the pain and pain in his right palm, he had yet to see how his hand was doing now. To be sure, the pain dominated.

"Why were you there until the glass broke?" Parto observes Shela now taking a broom and a mop. Shut up, Shela didn't answer Parto's question. He squinted his eyes in shock as his eyes saw that there was a red liquid on the floor.

"You hurt?" Said Shela approaching Parto.

"You.. You got that shard?" Ask Shela again. Parto smiled without saying yes.

"We finish it first, the sadness will be your mother if she comes home.maybe she was hit by the shard," Parto saw her hand, she saw there is a small bell that is still attached there. He pulled it out, his hands trembling with pain and twitching.

The electricity was finally on, Shela had also finished cleaning up the commotion she had just made. He immediately searches for the p3k box in the closet realizing that Parto is not doing well. Upon finding the box containing the wound medicine, plaster, and his comrades, Shela immediately headed for the living room. But, while she was there Shela did not find Parto. Lho..where is that guy?