Curse Spell

Where's Me?

" Come, we better get out of here. The native tribe will come again."

Rahmadi said urgently. They immediately continued their journey north. Passing through a forest that is not too lush. The dirt roads were quite hard, unlike when the trip departed them yesterday. Half an hour later they had reached the foot of a mountain. Mount Kwoka is not very high and is a dead mountain. There is a narrow stream but the water is quite deep and rushing across the foot of the mountain. They knocked down a tree to serve as a bridge. They cross in turn.

The Geologist immediately took out his strange tools. The tools are assembled in such a way and connected to a tablet. Geologists' tools detect the presence of gold and copper underground along the foothills in very large quantities. They marked the place with satellite coordinates.

Rahmadi took several photos from the point - the location point that will be used as a mine hole. The day was getting hot, they took a break for a moment to spend the supplies they brought yesterday. Bread with cold coffee. Lunch is delicious considering there is no other food menu.

After finishing their supplies, they made their way home with an army navigation guide. Dariel wants to get back to the project soon, his body tired. He wanted to immediately break his body and rest.

Around 16 o'clock.OO WIT Dariel's entourage has returned to the mess project. He's taking a shower soon. Almost half an hour spent enjoying the fresh cold water. After almost two days his body was untouched by water, making him seem reluctant to leave his freshness. If you don't remember anyone else waiting in line to take a shower, maybe he'll last night in the bathroom. He immediately dressed casually, short jeans with a black t-shirt with a Denim logo.

Dinner time's coming. Dariel took a lot of food. A plate full of rice, three slices of grilled chicken, tilled sambal and a decoction of yam leaves he put on a separate plate, not forgetting he took a large bottle of mineral water. He did not care about the stares of the mine employees were astonished. Perhaps they did not expect to eat a large portion of Dariel. Let them think as they want. After saying goodbye to Rahmadi for dinner in his own room. Not forgetting that he said that no one should bother him.

Dariel enters the room. He ate a piece of grilled chicken with two tablespoons of rice and drank a glass of mineral water. He felt very full.

"Wisdom..." Dariel ended his dinner. Then he tidied up his old dinner plate. The rest of the food he put in the lunch box. He's setting up the alarm clock for the next three hours. The room he occupied was tidied up with a springbad, pillows and new sprai. His clothes were also neatly arranged in a wooden closet. On the table is placed a portable ac, immediately ignited. The cold air blew out making Dariel feel comfortable and not long after he lay down on the mattress he immediately fell asleep.

****

Kayra Mahendra lies helplessly in the ICU room of Melati Hospital. Three

today has not shown any signs of improvement. It was even worse than the first day he was taken to the hospital. Her crushed legs have begun to swell and turn blue, signs of infection. His face also left terrible bruises and wounds. Although it has received treatment from specialist doctors from Singapore, there is also no significant progress. His leg amputation surgery has not been performed because of his unlikely condition, too low tension and a very weak heart rate.

Countless bags of blood entered his body. However his body was still as pale as a corpse.

Bik Sari continued to faithfully accompany her from behind the glass wall. My eyes never watch. He's running out of tears. But he did not stop hoping for Kayra's recovery.

There are a pair of eyes that do not exercise and never realized anyone. Eyes full of sorrow. Wanted him to hug the middle-aged woman and calm her down.

"Bik, don't be sad. I'm fine."

Kayra's birthday tomorrow, but she can't do anything. He can't go anywhere. It could only go as far as a radius of five meters from its body, nothing more.

He missed Dariel. But not once did Dariel visit him at the Hospital. Does Dariel not know how he is? How did Dariel ignore him for up to three days? Doesn't Dariel miss him? He would love to see it.

Kayra is currently just a soul/sugar separate from the body. He wanted to go back to his scarred body, but there was a wall of energy holding back. To make him look like a dazed man. Can't do anything - what.

It was getting dark when he saw some doctors and nurses running into his room. They look panicked. Kayra's sight distracted by a calm ray of light was pouring down from the sky - the sky. Kayra approached him, as if hypnotized to enter the light. But his feet were entangled in something that dragged him away from the rays. His sukmanya was like being rolled up by the stifling dense darkness.

He was thrown into the world of the dead. Many hands reach - reach. voice - the voice of pain for help. But his tribe arrived - suddenly disappeared, sucked in a giant vacuum cleaner.

Until he fell somewhere. A vast field full of stone temple buildings.

"Where am I?" Ask Kayra while glancing around. Looks like he's been here before. As he tried to remember - remember, arrived - arriving from behind appeared the man he loved so much. Dariel with clothes typical of the ancient Javanese King.

"Riel... are you Dariel....my lover....?"

Kayra asked doubtfully. The face and posture belonged to Dariel. But his ruthless grin and sharp eyes kill unlike Dariel's.

"You really tested my patience. When you buried me in the well of Jalatunda, I still forgave you. But your second request to build a thousand temples in one night you failed by cheating. I've run out of patience." said the young man resembling Dariel full of anger.

Kayra was fixated not in a wart. There was one uncomfortable feeling seeping in his heart. A hatred was stirring in his heart. Hatred in powerlessness.

His father was also the people closest to him had been killed by the person standing in front of him at this moment. His family is no ordinary person. His father Prabu Baka was a king of the sizable Baka kingdom. They are descendants of giants even humans like the young man in front of him is one of his family's favorite dishes. But the young man's intention to marry her had dropped her dignity.

the young man was Raden Bandung Bondowoso, only a prince from the Kingdom of Pengging. A small kingdom that will soon be destroyed by the handi. But either what power possessed prince Bondowoso to successfully defeat his father and Patih Gupala.

If only he had the power to avenge his revenge on the prince Bondowoso. But she is just an ordinary woman.