bab 71 - dark

it's late already. suddenly thinking of what she told me this evening. i dont know what do i feel rite now. in the dark night, i can only listen to surah al-baqarah via this lappy..flying insects is walking on the dull light screen as if they know what i feel, come to me at least i have another livings by my side in this quite horror nite, i guess. writing something here doesnt calm me down even a bit, but atleast i've medium to share my scary night. oh eyes! sleep please.. gimme something fun in dreams.

p/s: after a log period, i hear again the sounds of 'frictional chair on floor'...it's come from upstairs!