Curse Spell

Dizziness

Today Rahardian must return to Jakarta immediately. A journey full of turmoil. Yesterday night there was a burning spirit and suddenly today all was destroyed. If it can be described his spirit today like a cracker doused in soto sauce. Fizz and lenyot.

His spirit has faded.

In a hurry he immediately packed his goods. He should catch a flight this afternoon as well.

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"Riel... Why did you bring me here?"

Kayra pulled out Dariel's half-forced hand pulling him on. From the morning Dariel silenced her, making Kayra go awry. Especially now that Dariel took him to the cemetery complex. Indeed, the funeral they came to was quite clean and neatly arranged. It shows an elite funeral complex of moneyed people. After some time Dariel forced Kayra to continue walking past some gravestones. Dariel stopped in front of a tomb. Seen in a row of orchids and white roses that are still quite fresh arranged beautifully in a crystal vase above the navel. Kayra observed the tombstone inscribed with gold ink. "RIP Jasmine: Beloved Wife and Mom". Kayra finally understood that she had taken Dariel to her mother's tomb.

"Ra... This is my mama's belly button, will you promise in front of your mama's belly button that you will marry me?"

Gleg. instantly Kayra's throat felt dry. A surprise that left him very confused. He was not sure to marry Dariel. Moreover, swear in front of a navel? Kayra was so confused that her tongue could not speak. He had to do something so that Dariel was not disappointed and he did not make mistakes that would later be regretted for life. He gave a faint nod.

"In the presence of mama Jasmine's navel I promised to marry Dariel when I was twenty-five. I will love Dariel as much as I love myself. I'll be Dariel's faithful companion." Kayra's tears flooded both her smooth cheeks. He was so moved when he imagined he was married to Dariel.

Dariel looked at her with a disappointed look. There was anger and disappointment emanating from the look in his eyes. Dariel tightened his jaw to vent his anger. Right now he really felt in Kayra's disappointment. Dariel clasped Kayra's hand tightly and teleported back to the villa.

"Riel. please, I don't know what you want. You brought me here and there without explaining."

"Udahlah Ra. You don't really love me." Dariel showed a frustrated face. Makes Kayra go wrong.

"Riel. please don't be like this. Let's think more mature. A wedding is not something to play with. Careful preparation is needed, as well as a mature age. Money alone is not enough to guarantee the life of a marriage can be happy and lasting." Persuade Kayra.

"Ra... What are my shortcomings? until you doubt me? Look I've got a house and a villa on my own behalf. I also have a company. Even if the turnover is not too large, I think we can live well off the benefits. Ra.. If you are still afraid of lack, I can ask for a part of papa's company. It will not be eaten by seven descendants. If you love me. Please Ra. marry me now. Just so you said yes. Want to get married in any country I'll prepare." Dariel said full of sincerity.

"Ra.... I asked once again, will you marry me now?"

Dariel threw a question that instantly stunned Kayra. Kayra's tongue only looked at Dariel with a pleading gaze. He really can't marry Dariel now. It takes time.

"Riel. I need time."

"Udah is Ra. I know now you don't really love me!" Dariel with overflowing anger stomped his feet and passed away leaving Kayra alone.

Making Kayra so emotional facing Dariel who acted to kanakan. Kayra ran and went straight into the room. In his mind struggling with a dilemma, one side he loved Dariel very much. Even though Dariel was young, his age had already proven that he was quite mature. Dariel was silent and there were some investments. Already have his own income, some villas and houses in his own name. So actually Dariel is enough to promise happiness for him.

But there was something else beyond his control that made him hesitant to marry Dariel. A curse of hatred on Dariel that appeared at certain times. Who subconsciously moved him to kill Dariel. That's what made Kayra doubtful.

Why Dariel was so excited to marry her. Have you even asked her to get married a few times soon? Isn't that the same as keeping a beast in the house? Once dead in the prey of the beast. Right now Kayra could be described as that ferocious beast. He felt very bad in front of Dariel.

Kayra dropped her body on the bed. He expressed his sadness at the words Dariel accused him of not really loving her. He made this decision because he loved Dariel so much. He does not want his beloved to die in his own hands. Why can't Dariel understand himself? Even if necessary he would leave Dariel for his safety. But Kayra was not sure she could go far from him.

Kayra buried her face in a pillow that began to get wet with her tears. He felt comfort there he imagined the embrace of a mother who calmed his daughter. Suddenly he felt a hand stroke his hair.

"Rara... calm down baby, you've made the best decision. Believe in the destiny that will guide you." The soft voice calmed Kayra. His memory was blown out of his head. A voice he was very familiar with.

Kayra immediately got up and sat down on the edge of the bed. He rubbed his temple, trying to think hard. Why do I want the attention of a mother? And that's from Neta's mom? Do I crave the love of a mother? Kayra did not understand why she dreamed of getting a caress from a mother. Kayra's tears fell on both corners of her eyes. There was no memory of the drop his mother left behind. No photos, no personal relics, not even a speck of memory of his mother. Everything about her mother was erased from her memory, even in her dreams. Mahendra's father just said that when he looked up, that's how his mother looked.

Kayra got up from her seat and walked towards the dressing table. He sat down and took a comb to straighten his hair. He looked sharply into his reflection in the mirror. Seen there the reflection of his own face. He put his comb on his left hand. The fingers of his right hand began to touch his face.