Curse Forever

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Mayang squirms and then yawns. He narrowed both of his eyes which felt so heavy. The atmosphere is still dim, indicating that the day has not changed. Maybe it's still night or dawn.

Mayang closed his eyes again . But the cold made him have to wake up to take the cloth he used as a blanket.

Instantly Mayang's eyes opened wide, realizing his body was plain naked. It's worth it cold. Her thought.

Not yet had time to sit down, suddenly a hand coiled tightly in the stomach and pressed it. Mayang looked to the side. He remembered that he was not alone .

Dimas. The man who was also naked was beside his body. He grabbed a cloth that happened to be lying next to him, then stretched it to cover his body and Mayang. He raised it to the limit of Mayang's chest.

Dimas shifted the body, docked and hugged Mayang. Channeling the warmth that the woman he just took away to her girl .

'' Mas '' Mayang tried to break away, but Dimas actually tightened his embrace.

'' Did you forget we did it ? ''

Mayang.

'' Now you belong to me, my darling.

So, you're not going anywhere. Because I'll never let you walk away from me ''

'' ... '' Mayang closed his eyes when Dimas kissed his forehead.It felt moist and sticky because the sweat had dried up .

'' I think we should stay here .Open a new page and start a life together . What, you think ? You want to, right ? '' asked Dimas who after that landed another kiss in the same place.

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At the same time.

An unmanned ship sailed smoothly without obstacles. Two nights have passed. If it is not wrong to determine the direction, it means that the ship has been close to the destination .

Leaving the open ocean, vaguely began to look mounds that in the estimation is land.

But suddenly the wind that became the main source of the ship's propulsion, disappeared. The white smoke that came out of nowhere, came swarming. Now the ship seems to float in the thick fog that surrounds it.

A pair of humans came out and stood on the deck of the ship. They look alike to circulate the view. Spotting and noticing a suddenly changing situation. Maybe for ordinary humans this is considered unreasonable. But not for the two who decided to go back inside. They thought of it calmly. Just like the weird things they've been through and through.

'' You don't have to worry. Maybe the ship stopped. But wait a few more moments.

This ship will definitely take us to the mainland of Arkha village Agam said to the woman who stood and stared out there through the window.

'' Emm. '' Saraswati's response was sanctioned.

Agam approaching.

'' Trust me.

This ship has never failed me. He can always carry me wherever I go ''

Saraswati took a quick glance and then looked back. He wants to believe but still doubt can not he just patis.

Saraswati recalled what she had done in the past few days. He went around Batavia, entering one by one places that usually became a gathering place for bearers and information providers, just to find out about the village Arkha .

Actually this was not the first time he heard the name of the village Arkha called.

In the past, there was someone who told him, a land at the end of the island of Java Dwipa- which was used by the company as a dumping ground for the perpetrators of crimes from the Indigenous people.

But not explained in detail. Whether the existence of the place is indeed true, or just the plausibility of the Company to scare the Indigenous people only .

Saraswati also could not believe if the Arkha village existed.

But now he will prove it himself. And just wait for time, then he will find the answer to all the curiosity that has been shackling his mind.

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Same time but in a different place.

The banner stood in front of the pile of building materials that had just collapsed.

The house that holds a million memories with its parents is now flat on the ground.

It's unfortunate. But considering that there have been two massacres in the house, Panji reluctantly decided to destroy it . He had to because he did not want to always imagine the tragic death of both parents .

'' Kanjeng Den Mas '' said the coachman who had brought and had accompanied him for most of the day.

'' Em ? '' reply Panji without turning his eyes away.

'' It's dusk, Den Mas ''

Panji. For a moment he noticed the expanse of the universe above him. Since when did the clear blue sky have changed orange ? It turns out he's been here long enough. Mumbled.

The banner returned the position of his head as before. He looked back at the debris in front of him. Tightness squeezes the chest. He then sighed, turned and moved from a place that had become the most beautiful and bitter memories in his life.

On the way, Panji pensively thought about what he would or should do after this. As the only descendant of a Duke, ready not to be ready he must prepare to inherit the position of his late father as the leader of the Indigenous in Batavia. That means he must also prepare to work under the orders and rules of the Company.

Panji breathed heavily for the umpteenth time. It's not a small responsibility. Regret approaching. Why not prepare yourself for a long time. He should have done what his late father had suggested at the time.

'' You are seventeen years old now. And you have finished your education. I think it's time you prepared yourself . Because someday, sooner or later, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, only you will inherit this Duke's title ''

" Kanjeng Den, Mas "

The banner awakens from his daydream. The train door was open . The banner carried the body and stepped out of the carriage.

The banner continued its steps, entering the house that was already a dozen today became the place to go home. The House of Colonel Jhon Van Pierzoon.

" Welcome to Kanjeng Den Mas "a lackey greeted him at the door.

Panji responded by nodding once.

" Where is everyone? Why so quiet? " ask Panji while continuing to walk on the floor of the house made of ulin wood . The banner circulated the netra and watched every space he passed.

Unlike typical Indigenous homes that are spacious and do not have many room dividers.

The house in-laws are typical western style and fairly unique in the eyes of anyone Indigenous who saw it.

Standing on a large land, this house has many large buffer poles and there are many hallways that must be passed to get to one room to another room. And each room was bounded by a thick separation wall.

" Mr.a.s.s in the kitchen preparing dinner. Miss and the two young masters were in the living room. And the Master hasn't come home yet "

Mangosteen pennant. Having lived long enough in this house, he was a little poultice where the direction of the room he wanted to go first. Not the room, but the place where his wife was.

For some reason, he was eager to see Mina's beautiful face. Though he had intended to rest because he felt so tired and tired .

The banner turned and he arrived in the family room. He smiled, finding Mina sitting holding a book that turned her head .

" Have you gone home ? " greet Mina. The beautiful woman smiled faintly as she moved from her seat.

Panji stared fixedly at the woman who was walking towards him. Today Mina looks like she always does. The body, which was usually wrapped in kebaya and array, is now covered in a short-sleeved white dress and only along the knee. Even with a brown crown that is always neatly rolled, now left free.

Mina looks very different . Just like a Dutch woman.

The banner was stunned as Mina stopped one step ahead of him.

'' Why are you staring at me like that ? '' mina asked in astonishment as Panji looked at her almost unblinkingly.

'' Is it with your clothes ? '' Panji answered by asking. His hands raised touched his wife's shoulders and shoulders, removed the strands of hair and moved them backwards.

Mina lowered her head, paying attention to her appearance that she couldn't . She held her head up and looked at her husband. He smiles.

'' Mom said I should start getting used to wearing it like this. In order to live in a new place later ', no one would have thought if I was half Indigenous ''

New residence ? So Mina really went with her parents ? Instantly the banner choked. His breathing was tight, his heart was throbbing pain.

Panji threw away face. Her heart ached at the thought of Mina leaving her.

Realizing the change in the look of Panji's face, Mina also turned her eyes away.

Just like Panji, he was feeling what Panji was feeling right now.

Mina is actually unwilling and unwavering to leave Panji and end their marriage . He does not lie to himself. She liked, or may have fallen for her own husband

'' I will prepare the bath water Mina was about to take a step, but Panji held back by wrapping his hands around her waist.

'' Can't you stay here ? ''

'' ... '' both of Mina's hands were seen squeezing her dress.

'' Everyone has left me.

If you go too, then I will be completely alone Panji said softly with a heart that throbbed pain.

Mina took a deep breath. Try to calm down to look like normal. His heart felt the same pain .

'' My dad told me the reason why we got married. We're just part of the deal between my father and your late father.

For the sake of seeking revenge and elevating my status, my father was willing to cooperate with your late father by betraying his own people .

And now it's all done. There is no longer any reason for me and you to remain us ''

amina rubs Panji's arm gently .

'' After this, you find someone more worthy to be your wife. That way you won't feel alone anymore ''

Panji pulled her hand and let Mina pass him .

'' Father Mina was surprised, looking at her father who was standing at the mouth between the rooms.

Banner turned. The expression is the same as the wife. He was shocked to not realize the presence of his father-in-law.

Colonel Jho Van Phierzoon stared alternately at his son and son-in-law.

His blue bead seemed to be able to read what situation was going on between two people who were forced to be tied up in a marriage, but now also forced to separate. Guilt is approaching.

'' You, follow me. There are things I need to talk to you about said Colonel Jho van Phierzoon, who was directed at Panji.

Colonel Jho van Phierzoon turned and immediately stepped away. The banner followed as his wife's father had said.

While Mina could only stare nanar at the two men who had just disappeared from behind the wall.