The Heart of a Lecturer Killer
MHDK 11'S. The Unknown

Hasna began her activities of compiling the thesis. Luckily in the killer lecturer's apartment there is a printing machine so he does not need to do it at the copier. All of his goods in the bag had been delivered by Mang Jaja this afternoon.

" samg ... It is also very comfortable for the apartment. It's spirit."

Trings ...

Hasna was about to start her hand dancing on the Keyboard a message came into her phone.

" Who is ... Boda ah."

Hasna was indifferent, she did not heed the messages that went into her phone. Hasna is trying to get back to her laptop.

Krieiiiing ...

Just start with the inscription 'CHAP II' a shrill call from his cell phone.

" Angel ... Who the hell. Just disturb. Know not when you have succeeded in writing one word you should continue. If you stop, it's everything."

Hasna grumbled, but she grabbed her phone and pressed the green button to answer the unknown number.

" Ha ... "

" Where have you been, I've sent a message about why you haven't been answered."

Glacier ...

Hasna swallowed her salivary rough. Apparently the one who called him was the professor.

" That ... Anu sir ... Me ... "

" Ona anu ... Don't don't you haven't saved my number. Tck ... Now open my message."

The teacher closed his call unilaterally. Hasna could only throw her breath rough.

" Astagfirullaah ... Nih people mostly eat goat satay yes, so high blood. Bring it up with hearty emotions, watch out for strokes later. Basic destroyer."

Hasna opened the message sent by Radi. He read it carefully. Hasna immediately replied to the message.

" Grabble, the important thing is that I can arrange the thesis calmly. You want to pretend to be dating or whatever is up."

This time Hasna deactivated her data plan so that no one else would interfere with her activities. He felt tonight had to be really focused to finish chapter 2 immediately.

Until 01:00 Hasna was still at home in front of her laptop. Just like when he wrote his novel online, when he got the idea then he must immediately write it to completion. Because not necessarily 5 minutes ahead of the idea is still lodged in his brain when he decided to break.

" Wuidddiih at 1 o'clock, I'm on the lapers. Oh, I haven't eaten."

Hasna got up from her seat and headed to the kitchen. He opened the fridge, but he saw no groceries there. In the refrigerator it contains only fruits, milk, and yougurt. Hasna tries to open a small closet, hoping for instant noodles but turns out to be zonk. The cupboard is empty mlompong.

" Brance ... Eat what is. Yes, I eat fruit doang. More than nothing."

Inevitably Hasna ate the fruit. But suddenly the doorbell of Radi's apartment sounded.

" Uh ... Who's the one who's having a night like this. What's his friend the destroyer?"

Hasna walked slowly towards the door. I don't know why he felt something bad in his heart. Hasna was a little surprised when she saw the monitor near the door. There looks someone wearing all black clothes and his head was covered with a hodie complete with glasses and a mask.

Hasna immediately ran to pick up her phone and took a picture of the man. Hasna's body trembled slightly, the fear creeping out. After a while the man finally left because he did not get a recitation from the apartment.

Hasna went straight into the room and hid under the covers. He opened his photo gallery again to see who thought the photo was.

" Whether he's a robber, or a thief. Yes Allaah is horrified."

Hasna was terrified. He didn't want to call Radi.

" Hello sir ... "

" Why Has?"

" No, it's been fine all along. Why is it."

" Oh yes sir then."

Hasna turned off her call. But he still felt unsettled. He contacted Radi again, but by sending a message. He also took the photo he had taken.

Across the street, the newly sleeping Radi gets back up when he gets a message from Hasna. Suddenly a sense of worry filled the man's heart when he saw what the message of the girl was reckless.

" Yes Allaah, who is this. Don't let anything happen to Hasna."

Radi grabbed his jacket and car keys. He slightly ran towards the car garage and brumm ... Radi drove the car fast. Along the way he was really worried about Hasna.

" Strivial girl, don't let you why napa."

Ckiiittt ...

Not long ago Radi arrived at the apartment yard. He then ran to the elevator and dialed the floor number where his apartment was.

" Cepet ... Cepet ... Come ... "

Trings ...

Radi walked quickly until he reached the door of his apartment he opened the door with a pin.

Czech ...

" Has ... "

Inside the room, hearing his name called Hasna immediately ran outside. There seemed Radi who stood firm but with breath gasping. Without a second thought Hasna immediately ran towards Radi and hugged the man.

Radi felt Hasna's body tremble. He knew the girl was very scared. Radi followed his instincts to pat Hasna's back gently.

" Already ... It's okay what. You are safe. I'm right here."

Hasna was still tightly gripping Radi's jacket. This time he was really scared. Radi let Hasna hug him for a moment until the girl let go of her own embrace.

" I'm sorry sir ... "

" It's okay."

Deg ...

Hasna felt her heart beating harder as she felt Radi's gentle demeanor.

Yes Allaah, how so deg deg an heck, Inner Hasna

" You're okay, right?"

" No-no sir I'm fine. Just surprised."

" Well, go back to sleep then."

" sir ... Can you just stay here and not go home. I'm honestly still scared."

" Okay, I'll be here. You go back to the room."

Hasna smiled and thanked him, he immediately went into the room. Outside Radi was laying down his body on the sofa. At first he glanced at the table. There are some books still scattered and the laptop is still on. Radi went back to tidying up the book and closed the laptop.

" It turns out that the girl was diligent as well. But who is that black-clothed man. He's my enemy, but who. Maybe tomorrow I should check the cctv. If that guy's still hanging around, then this apartment isn't safe for that reckless girl."

Radi again poured his body onto the sofa while opening the contents of Hasna's message in the form of a photo. Radi tried to observe the photo carefully, but still he could not recognize who the person in the photo was.

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