DUSK ON WHITE LIPS

14. Cloudy on the Hill.

Lukijo held Shely's hand tightly like he didn't want to take it off in the cold and dense fog. A small flashlight without a battery in his hand was also closely in the gangam illuminating the dark conical road.

The sound of loud thatch-piercing sounds blown by the strong wind mixed with lightning and rumbling in the distance, like not dampening the hasty steps both through the haunted hilltop.

Lukijo does not want to look back where Shely He is fond of following his steps. Only one in his mind, would Wati who was on top of the Hill at midnight.

Angker Bukit increasingly become a time of flash increasingly in a row in ignorance .

"Jo." Jo."

Shely's tired voice sounded earthy rumbling in the distance.

"We need to see Wati immediately Shel." Lukijo without looking back.

"Why is Wati so brave as Jo?" Shely glanced at his side walking. Dark and voiced leaves and weeds touched by feet that walk open dark.

Silence, there was no sound Lukijo said.

While the lightning is increasingly visible when both are almost on the edge of the top of the Hill.

Lukijo looked around in front of him walking. The flashlight goes where his eyes are looking.

"Wati did it once," he said scattering the dark shortly after lightning was sighted. Stopped step.

"It's so dark Jo?" Shely put her body in Lukijo's hands, looking around the top of the hill.

Lukijo did not reply, returning to walk by holding Shely's hand.

A figure was seen, as the two approached the clump of weeds on the edge of the hilltop gorge.

Lukijo turned off the flashlight and stepped back. The sound of people sobbing made him look at Shely in the dark.

Bright Lightning was again seen, as well as the figure of Wati. Sitting hugging his knees gazed far towards the lightning that had sprung up.

Slowly Lukijo took off Shely's hand. Walk slowly towards Wati.

Isak's voice did not die down knowing someone was coming, but still sounded evocative heart that heard it.

Lukijo stood quietly by Wati's side, watching a bright flash in the distance.

Shely immediately approached Wati, and also sobbed, although not knowing what was living in his brother's heart now. Only Wati's circumstances made her sad.

"We go home Ti." sobs Shely choked up.

Isak Wati answered harder.

Lukijo lowered his face, sobbing both of them like a pain that started to hurt his heart. Feels heartbreaking.

Angker Bukit like lost in the feeling of the misty, heavy wind that blows like warm in the patter that drains the gulana of the heart.

A whistle like the sound of thunder in the distance that disperse the cluster of stars perched in black space, appeared silent in a scroll of black clouds.

Rinai love that ends in pain is echoing at the bottom of the abyss which also looks dark misty.

Only a thick wisp of mist enveloped the surrounding of the peak, mixed with sobs that were floating in the heart.

"Why are you following me?" Isak Wati heavy.

Shely clutched Wati's head tightly against her chest.

"We are worried about you Ti" he replied still sobbing.

"Let me alone!" Wati with thrashing from Shely's deckap.

"I don't want you here!" it was exciting to see Lukijo and Shely.

"Ti..." Shely is sobbing.

Lukijo bowed his body, giving the flashlight he held to Wati. But Wati refused it.

"Maybe you can see the state of Fate Ti, there ... Where your thoughts are only on him," said Lukijo slowly.

Wati sobbed at Lukijo.

"Try Ti." Lukijo by giving his flashlight again.

"If you believe in your heart." Lukijo again.

Although isak said, Wati's hand grabbed the flashlight in Lukijo's hand.

Turning it on with his sobbing, aiming it among the lightning in the distance.

A cold rustling sound rang out loud all around them.

Wati sobbed strongly seated, although the flashlight still lit.

Lukijo sighed, the lightning in the distance was dazzling to his heart.

"Then what are you waiting for up here?" he said among the sounds of thunder in the distance.

"There are only memories that have been buried up here, we may not dig it back, it will only make us buried Ti, in the pain of our own feelings." Lukijo was like regretting that Wati would act.

"Look at Me Ti, I'm not as lucky as you are ..in love, in life and in happiness, I'm not as lucky as you are,"

"But I am only trying to accept not to regret everything that has passed in my steps" Lukijo slowly sat down before Wati.

"Ti." holding Wati's hand holding the flashlight, took it and turned it off.

"You, Fate, are my best friends, always advising me in my imperfect heart and body. Do you remember Ti?"

The heavy sound of Isak Wati was like a reply.

"While I can't do anything to you, even when you're sad about having problems,"

"But, I just want you to come back ... Back to your life now." Lukijo holds Wati's hand. Sighing his breath as Wati's hand moved slowly as if to let go.

Lukijo let go of his hand, the heart grew increasingly painful to see Wati again hugging his knee with a sob that had not subsided.

"And let Fate live his life now Ti." Lukijo again.

Wati's face lifted quickly, staring at Lukijo. It looked like it was scraping on his cheek with a sick sheen. His lips trembled like they were holding a load that could not be said.

Lukijo and Shely almost stood together, seeing Wati quickly stand up and run away.

"Ti!!" Strangled Shely instantly.

Lukijo like a termangu lamented the small body of Wati who slipped quickly in the thick and cold fog among the black that shrouded the path.

"Joe!" Shely tugging Lukijo's hand.

Lukijo is riveted.

"Jo?"

Lukijo could not move when Shely's sobs felt on his shoulders.

The whizzing still roaring in the wind that blows strong, cloudy on the hill was felt increasingly blackened.

Lukijo held his breath in, free pursuit of Wati would only make his feelings unsettled. He believes Wati must have gone to the House of Miss Marimin again, to cry again to sleep in the caress of Ms. Marimin as before.

"Wati will be fine Shel," he said without being able to turn his head.

Shely lifted her face, rubbing her wet cheeks with tears and the coldness of the fog.

"Jo," she said.

Lukijo lowered his face, like wanting to hide from Shely's gaze.

"Are you the one who spoke to Wati?" Shely again.

Lukijo is like a man who has just come to his senses from his sleep.

"What am I talking about Shel?" confused to see Shely. Then look around him.

"I didn't say anything?" Lukijo again, look at the confused Shely again.

"Joe! Don't scare me." Shely held Lukijo's hand tightly by looking at his dark-gulita.

"Jo, we go home jo."

"Joe!"

Lukijo stuttered subconsciously, staring limply at Shely's face.

"But Shely, how do we get home in the dark?" lukijo's face glares at Shely.

"You mean?" Shely's getting scared.

"Wati brought our flashlight Shel." Lukijo feels guilty.

"Or intentionally so that we who spend the night here," he said again.

"Joooooo." Shely almost sat down. With eyes no longer able to look around him that makes the fur of his sitting more standing. It feels more haunted, even though the person he holds his hand is no less haunted than the top of the Hill where he is now.

"Joo" he said weakly.

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