CHAPTER 2

"Good Afternoon Ma'am and Sir, Are you the newcomer?" the guard said.

"Obviously" Im about to say yes but Dad responded first. I looked at him and give him a 'Dad dont be like that' look, but he just rolled his eyes.

"Let me help you sir, then I'll accompany you on your room. Lets go?" He smiled and walked first.

I nodded and follow him upstairs. My room is in the 3rd floor, they have an elevator but unfortunately it's stuck. Every step I take I feel somebody's watching us, I looked in my side but no one's there.

When we arrived on the 3rd floor, I felt like it was following us. You know that feeling of being in this building has made me anxious, this is different from others

"Ma'am, what's your room number?" the guard caught my attention.

"230" I said.

"This is the key of your room Ma'am, if you need something I'm just downstairs."

"Ah a-are there m-more tenants in the other room?" I asked the guard

"Yes, there are two more here, the others are usually on the first and second floor"

I feel a sense of relief. Maybe I feel this strange is from one of the tenants here.

"Ah okay. Thank you" after I said that he just said goodbye and left.

We entered my room..

"Why don't you go to the first or second floor to rent a room? Right here on this floor is too quite and weird" He dropped the baggage on the floor.

He's right. It's like you can hear every move here on the 3rd floor because it's so quiet and without any trace of noise.

"It's better to be quiet for nothing to worry about" I said while arranging my bags

He sighed "Okay. I'll never contract you again, just promise me that you will always take care of yourself. Always lock the door, especially at night!"I smiled. He didn't fail to remind me.

He's been standing parent to me. When I was a kid when my mom died because of leukemia, I remembered myself crying and the only thing my dad does is just took me out with someone same age as me. I don't remember who it was. If someone asked me, why I dont like to ask about that to my dad? For me, if I asked him about that then he also remember my Mom? I dont want him to be sad and unfortunately I couldn't remember it well . So 'til now, even though I'm a little bit curios, I just decided not to ask about it.

He glanced at his watch. "Are you finish arranging your things?" He asked. Maybe he has something to go with.

"Not yet"

"I still have a lot of things to do, is it okay for you if I'll leave?" He asked

"Yes dad. Dont worry about me" I give him a convincing smile

He kissed me on my forehead and then he leave.

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