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The Residence of Professor Herlad.
Dimas sighed. Tired feel.
He then walked to the very back of the house and into the bathroom .
Dimas immediately stripped himself. Unlock all clothes that have been tattered camping and drop it just like that on the floor.
' Tok. tok. tok' knock from the outside .
Dimas sideways in the face as Professor Herlad's voice is heard calling him .
The old man asked him to open the door.
Dimas put on a cynical smile.
He knew what the man who had the sexual disorder meant.
Dimas pulled the cloth, wrapped it around his waist and turned to open the door.
" The disgusting basis of his "inner found Professor Herlad naked.
The man entered while pushing his body inside.
Then without further ado he pulled the cloth covering the bottom of his glass body. Dimas held it.
" I think it's time for you to stop the old man "
Professor Herlad frowned. Wonder.
And 'Crack ' with one move. Dimas twists his neck until it turns backwards.
' Bruk' the old body collapsed helplessly on the floor.
Dimas then continued what he was going to do.
He cleansed his dirty body.
The dust and the marks of the blow he received disappeared instantly when doused in water.
Especially when he was splashing water on his head.
So comfortable and fresh it feels .
A few moments later, he finished with the ritual of cleaning himself and getting out of the bathroom.
Dimas paces the corpse of Professor Herlad . He looks indifferent. It doesn't matter at all .
A person whose life is full of hypocrisy to cover up his rottenness, indeed deserves to be eliminated. Inner judges.
Dimas walked over and entered the room he had occupied for twenty years.
He opened the closet, pulled one of the clothes out of the fabric folds and put it on.
After that, he also left.
Because there was no reason for him to stay.
What he had been looking for he had found.
Now, he has to meet his parents to discuss what they plan to do next.
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Harbors.
Dimas arrived at the destination.
From a distance, the nethernya found a pair of humans sitting, with the position of the woman leaning on the chest of the man.
They seemed to be enjoying what lay before them at this moment. The expanse of sea water and sky were like fused together. Once they look at each other and then kiss the lips while hugging.
Those two guys look so friendly.
Dimas didn't continue his steps. He turned around and left because he did not want to disturb.
" Where are you going ? "
Dimas flinched as he was just about to take a step.
He turned back .
" Mom "Dimas smiled and approached.
Agam was still there, staring at him. Samar looks a smile on his father's face.
" Didn't you promise to see your father ?
I'm here, but why go ? '' Saraswati noticed a similar picture of Agam before her.
Dimas is like Agam. Just those dimples are the only ones that are somehow passed down from whom. For he and Agam had no sign. Probably from Saraswati's biological parents. Remembering that he never knew and saw who had brought him into this world.
'' Are you ashamed ? ''
Dimas' smile grew wider as he nodded. He had indeed met Agam and knew each other.But the thought of meeting in person was awkward.
'' Alright then. I will accompany you Saraswati embraces Dimas' arm. Then withdraw it .
The two walked towards Agam's ship and stopped on the deck of the ship. The place where Agam was standing was waiting to be approached.
A moment Agam and Dimas looked at each other with smiles. If Agam smiles warmly, different from Dimas' smile that looks awkward.
'' Rom - '' said Dimas stopped when he saw his mother pulled over. Saraswati walked away and disappeared behind the entrance to the room.
Then his gaze turned to Agam who was walking closer and stopped right in front of him. There is hardly any distance between them.
Dimas took a breath, trying to look calm. But free. Nervousness has taken hold and he cannot hide.
'' Rom - '' again. He stopped before he finished his greeting.
' Pluk ' Agam hugged him tightly. Just momentary. Agam pulled away and held Dimas' shoulder. The son who from birth to hundreds of years passed, now stands before him. Look closely at his son's face.
He was overwhelmed because he was so happy.
''Just call me dad.
Stunned dimas. Not just a warm smile. The reader looks friendly .In accordance with its level.
She remembered, the mother once said. If his father was a prabu. He could doubt.
But after hearing how to talk and see directly, he was no longer sanctioned.
The night wind was blowing.
The spatter from above fell and soon became a rain .
Agam embraces Dimas' shoulder, leading him to walk with him to enter the room.
Sensitive Saraswati, swiftly opened the door .
'' Saraswati touched the shoulder of the man standing at the side of the window.
Agam turned his head, smiled and thanked him as he grabbed the cloth Saraswati had thrust at him .
Agam wiping parts of his body that touched the rain.
He saw Saraswati did the same thing to Dimas.
Can't wait to finish what was planned so that they can live like a whole family.
'' Though the sky was so bright Agam muttered while throwing a glance out the window, looking at the sky that was crying loudly.
' No ' Saraswati put down a tray containing three cups of warm drinks that she had just brewed.
'' Just like this life. Nothing can be guessed with certainty.
Same with what we've been looking for.
It's unbelievable.
Who would have thought, if Nyi Sukma's soul lives in the body of a girl we never expected.
We also never thought, if those allied with Nyi Sukma are almost all the nobles who live in Batavia .
We should be confused and never get a meaningful clue for twenty years.
Because there are so many hands involved Saraswati said.
Jerky dimas. Does his mother know ? But how is it possible ? When held captive and when Duke Artaprawirya told about it there was only Nyi Geno, Raman and his three men.
But, given the ability of the mother, the sense of wonder Dimas also receded.
'' Drink ''
Agam and Dimas approached in unison.
Then simultaneously take a cup of drink and sip the contents.
Warm and comfortable to flush the throat.
Saraswati who noticed, smiled meaningfully.
Not just having some similarities. The attitude and actions of the father and son are the same. If fate had not played with their lives, sure to deal with Nyi Sukma - maybe they would have lived a happy, aging life and of course had died long ago.
Saraswati's face changed. His hands clenched.His gaze became sharp.
Every time he remembered Nyi Sukma and all the things that the Blacksmith had done to him, he became furious and instantly filled with anger.
Her grudge on Nyi Sukma semkin profound. I can't wait to take revenge and eliminate the devil forever.
'' In a few days, the marriage of Duke Artaprawirya's only son and Colonel Jhon Van Peirezoon's daughter will be held.
As you know, right ? If by chance the girl suddenly disappeared ? She must have been hidden Saraswati's tail pointed at Dimas .
'' ... '' Dimas turned his face away.
Even about Mayang, the mother also knew.
Dimas did not intend because it is impossible to hide it.
But he actually has other plans. He wanted to find another way out .Hope there is another way that can be used to seal the Soul of Nyi Sukma without having to sacrifice Mayang's life.
'' As soon as possible we should find the girl .Lali we do as we have planned explained Saraswati full of emphasis. He is like a leader who is giving orders according to decisions that can not be refuted especially in refutation.
'' But, ma.. '' Dimas was approaching, but only two steps stopped. Saraswati looked at him sharply.
'' I've said this to you repeatedly Dimas !
Don't falter ! Never doubt !
Karen is the way of our lives.
We are destined to seal the demon woman !
You have to remember and not deny that, Dimas !Understand ?! " strictly Saraswati .
Backward dimas. It had indeed been countless times that the mother had said and pressed that to her.
Maybe he never objected. Not even intending to deny.
But now, he feels very anxious to argue. Not about what they had planned all along, but to ask the mother to want to find another way out.
But it seems impossible. The mother is final on her decision. And he knew very well the character of the mother who could not possibly change the way he thought.
" I'm sorry, I'm mom. I just feel sorry for that girl. He's innocent and knows nothing. But why is it he who should be sacrificed ''
'' Get rid of your pity, Dimas.
You have to remember what we're doing all this for ''
'' ... ''
Seeing the tension between the child and his woman Agam sighed.
He approached Saraswati, touched her shoulder and stroked her gently . Agam tried to channel calm.
'' Once again I'm sorry mom.
I-I'm leaving ''
Without waiting for an answer, Dimas immediately took a step. He opened the door and quickly vanished into the depths of the night in the rain that still rained out there.
'' Don't be too hard on her said Agam . His swipe now changed a pressure, pulling Saraswati's body to docked at him.
Saraswati refused.
'' I have to go home Saraswati brushed her hand on her shoulder. He turned and prepared to leave.
'' What for ? Isn't there no more reason you should go back there ? '' Agam pitched dislike.
Making Saraswati not step up .
Be quiet for a while. Agam upset. But he seems to be trying to stop it.
It approached . But again Saraswati refused by stepping away from him.
'' I-I'm sorry, mas. But I really have to go now ''
'' If you leave now, then never come here again ''
Saraswati. His pitch-black bead began to dew.
His heart was scratched, it hurt to hear threatening words from the man he loved so much .
'' I did not play with my words, Saraswati Agam looked at him closely.
He actually did not have the heart to see the eyes that now began to emit clear circles from each corner.
But he must be able to be firm. Saraswati has hidden many things from her since . Also always try to face and solve it alone . And he doesn't want it to happen again. She wanted Saraswati variety and made her a reliable backrest.
'' I'm sorry Saraswati is almost inaudible.
After that he left, leaving Agam alone.
Agam was only able to see it pass without being able to prevent it .Hope is hope.
The attitude and stance of a Saraswati is too hard and difficult to ignore.
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