
The four-wheeled vehicle in front of there was already very far away even almost reaching the last turn of entering the boarding school area. However, the new peeker dared to come out of the hiding place with a chaotic appearance because his pants were filled with mud paddy fields.
He took the phone out of his pocket, searched for a number among hundreds of contact lists, then made a short call. Right now only he can help her to investigate who is the young man who is with the family of the boarding house owner. Now the intention of the heart is round to get a bread-binding bracelet.
The bracelet is not familiar among the public because it is too ordinary. It's just that in the world of magic lovers, must know him as one of the mystical objects that must be owned by dimensional travelers. Actually, he was just starting to have a routine that is quite challenging adrenaline.
But unknowingly in every search for items that the spiritual teacher wants. It is precisely the desire of the heart and mind continues to stir as if that is a dream that must be realized. In the past, he was just an ordinary young man who was often fooled by his classmates.
"Reverse the house first, deh. Why are they rice paddies anyway? No papa deh, as long as the master teacher can give me hereditary knowledge" he said dialogue to himself with footsteps away from the rice field area.
He did not know if one of the creatures that became Azzam's friend stood following each step of his foot. When man dares to speak of the master, how can he accept it with grace? No one should have bad intentions, let alone want to seize the precious treasure that had been his home.
Without delaying anything else. The figure exhaled blowing the nape of the human's neck, but still had no effect. So he went back to acting by flying around the young man, unfortunately nothing happened. Has he lost the right to frighten men?
A shadow flew in front of his face. White shadow with red light. Not wanting to think negatively, the young man saw the position of the sun that was still poking. The anxiety in the heart again disappears until the footsteps keep walking across. Suddenly from the north came a pick up car.
The loud honking sound was ignored by the young man and stopped in the middle of the road just to tie a dirty shoelace so he could walk without interruption. The large, long-nailed hand covered both ears of the human with a silent whisper that provoked the young man to keep from listening to the noise of the real world. So that it can certainly be the target of satisfaction of alien beings.
The collision can no longer be avoided. His shock ended in a great throb in the head as it hit the shoulder of the road. Faintly, a person came down from the car with running footsteps, but his face seemed increasingly unrecognizable. In addition to a smile that tries to build it.
"We go to the hospital, yes. I'll take responsibility," the impactor rushed to help the victim rise from the scene of the accident, he didn't mind the blood splatter that came to dye his cocoa shirt.
There were only two witnesses. One hitter and the other one got hit. The atmosphere around was indeed very quiet from the presence of humans. Maybe because it has not entered the harvest season that is usually around the community all day in the rice fields, but this time it is silent like a grave.