GRIM REAPER'S GIRLFRIEND

TWENTY FOUR

"Looking at what you did from the beginning, I'm reminded of the magic movies." Aya suddenly commented as they went back through the road they had been on in silence.

"It's beyond human reason, isn't it?" Jonathan laughed softly.

"School professor Steven Spielberg just doesn't believe this, if I'm not equipped with religious knowledge I probably won't believe it. There are many things in this world that don't make sense." Aya shrugged her shoulders.

Jonathan watches over Andrea and his friend who are already way ahead. "You want me to give you something?" ask him to Aya.

"What's? Don't be that weird ya-"

"No. I just want you to be able to protect yourself."

"Protect yourself?" tanya Aya did not understand.

Jonathan touched Aya's forehead at a glance. "Humans are born to be able to protect themselves under any circumstances but over time, humans begin to forget about them and slowly that power fades away and disappears."

Aya touched her forehead in surprise.

"I gave the rules in your head. Learn well when you get home."

"Why-"

"In case" Jonathan thought for a moment. "If neither I nor my friend can come in time, at least you can come to Andrea's aid."

Aya let out a breath.

"In addition, it can also protect you from the attacks of supernatural beings."

"Eh? Why am I involved?"

"Since you came to heaven, you've been considered a witness."

Aya's mouth formed an O, not expecting it to be like this in the end.

"Ssssssttt." Jonathan's friend who was in front raised his hand.

Jonathan and Aya stop their steps while Andrea docked to Jonathan's friend.

"The air here is changing" whispered Jonathan's friend.

"It's not stable exactly" Jonathan said.

"I started not being able to see anything around" Andrea said.

"Hold my friend's hand, you're Aya too. Hold tanga-"

"Let's go!!" Aya held the back of her painful hand, as if being whipped by something. "What's that?!"

"Some one's trying to separate us." Jonathan pulled Aya into his arms.

"Who?" Andrea looked around in frustration. "Yes, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine" said Aya.

"Go on! Jonathan, can you hold my jacket?" ask Jonathan's friend.

"Yes." Yeah." The left hand held Aya's shoulder tightly while her right hand held Jonathan's friend's jacket.

"Yahoo!!!"

"Andrea?!" exclaim Jonathan.

"Andrea, aren't you papa?" Aya tried to feel in front of him but nil. "Andrea!"

"Greath, Andrea!" jonathan's friend panicked.

"You're taking Andrea off?" jonathan asked in all directions, absolutely unable to see anyone here.

"So she I held her hand and now it's suddenly gone." Jonathan's friend tried to get a match in his pants pocket. "If it's not wrong there's a man-made match that I brought just in case."

"There's a pocket on the left." Jonathan helps his friend to remember.

"Thank you." Jonathan's friend reached into his pants pocket, pulled out a match and lit it.

"That's under wood, right? That small thing must be running out quickly." Jonathan pointed at the match held by his friend.

"You don't know that trick that's been popular lately? just sec. I'm lazy to explain, you'll know for yourself. Aya, you know soa-" Jonathan's friend directed a match fire next to Jonathan. There's no one.

Jonathan looked next to him. Aya no longer exists, the same as Andrea.

"Where's Aya?!"

Jonathan could not answer. He himself is confused by the disappearance of Aya and Andrea.

"Jonathan!" snapped friend Jonathan.

"I'm thinking."

"You didn't leave a mark to Andrea?" ask Jonathan's friend who answered with a slit. "Why didn't you do it? you know-"

"I know! I'm trying really hard to figure out a way" Jonathan thought hard to find Andrea.

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"Yanda, buy me a baleeett's shoe." Whining one of the twins.

"Yes, tomorrow son." Answer the father.

Andrea opened her eyes slowly, hearing a not so unfamiliar voice. "Hmm?"

"Are you aware of the young man?"

"Yelling as loud as possible won't make them hear, we're in the same place but different dimensions."

Andrea got up from the bed and looked around her. This was his room when he went with his real father. "Why-"

"Why are you here?" guess the granny.

Andrea nodded slowly.

"That's what I want to know, all of a sudden you show up here. If I hadn't smelled you, I wouldn't have believed you were human. You're that boy, aren't you?" the grandmother pointed to a middle-aged man wearing a sarong taking food at the dinner table. From the room, Andrea could clearly see the figure. Her real dad.

"Yes." Yeah."

"You were the one who occupied this room, right?"

Andrea's gaze turned to the grandmother in surprise. "true."

"You don't know me, do you?"

Andrea frowned, trying to think hard. If not wrong, the aunt at home once told me that dreaming about a grandmother who occupied her room. The grandmother reprimanded the aunt and called the person who occupied the room a monkey.

"I remember-aunty once told me about her dreams, and called me a monkey! why am I called a monkey?"

"Do you really feel monkey?"

"But I'm the only one who sleeps in this room" Andrea said with a frown.

"There's your sister, right?"

Andrea's head was down.

"Do you know why I say that?"

Andrea shook her head.

"Because of emotion. You abuse this place and bring up emotions, you are often angry at this family even though I myself know the cause of your emotions."

Andrea raised her head. The point remains that he is wrong, right?

"Otherwise, I can't protect this place from the above." The grandmother's wand was pointing upwards.

Andrea's eyes went up. "God?"

"No!"

Andrea gasps.

"Pull your father's care!" the end of the stick was pointed right in front of Andrea's face.

Both of Andrea's eyes blinked. Confused by the words of the grandmother, was not his biological father already inshap and will not wrestle the black world back? Why are there pets all of a sudden?

Whether or not she could read Andrea's mind, the grandmother replied. "It's not that easy to leave behind what you want to leave behind."

Andrea was silent, suddenly she remembered something. "ah! I should have been with Jo! How's this-"

"Hooo-so right are you having a ritual with a nameless angel?"

Andrea looked at the grandmother. "How-ever"

"Maybe that's why you're here now."

"So this isn't grandma's?" andrea did not believe it.

"I wouldn't be able to do that" the grandmother said.

What about Aya? where'd he throw? he will not undergo the ritual. Guilt arises in the mind of Andrea, if he does not involve his best friend from the beginning may be his best friend still laugh gathered with his family.

"Then why don't you run the ritual now?"

Andrea was confused as to what to answer. Mas Jo never said the ritual points, he just told himself to come along, if dangerous should not be involved. How do I know that? Anyways

Andrea glanced at the glance of the grandmother sitting on the edge of her bed and stared outside the open room. How could she believe the words of her grandmother 100%? Could it be a trap or was it part of the ritual?

"Why confused?"

Andrea raised her head. "No."

"You don't know isn't the next step?"

Andrea did not answer. He was afraid of answering wrongly.

"It is wise not to trust the jinn like us, but it is also not wise to linger here, right? If your time is up. You or your fiancee can vanish."

"Wither away?" ask Andrea.

"Ohhh you don't know that part huh?"

"Nobody told me, but at that time the woman said the same thing." There was doubt in Andrea's mind.

"What is your purpose in helping a nameless angel become a human? change your life or be drugged by the good looks of a life-extracting angel?"

Both of them. Andrea complained in his heart.

"Their taste is both."

Andrea sighed in annoyance. He decided to get out of the room and look around, maybe he could get a clue like that time. "They can't see me, can they?"

"depends."

Andrea back in body.