Legend of the Dragon Indosiar

Neighbors

Satella wakes up from her nightmare.

Get up and sit on the side of the bed. Satella immediately took a teapot filled with white water. Satella's condition is really upsetting now.

Satella breathes fast.

"Geez .. God, my heart."

Satella rubbed her left chest when her heart was beating very fast. His fast heart was clearly in rhythm with his fast breathing as well. His breathing was not only fast, but every breath was supplied very long without him being able to control it.

It was as if his body was forcing a lot of oxygen into his lungs. The air is forced into as much of it naturally as possible.

"Duh, my heart." Inner Satella, she kept rubbing her chest. Satella hopes her heart rate returns to normal and beats slowly.

His neck was full of sweat. Skin as white as Satella porcelain until shiny because of the flood of sweat water.

Satella started whining.

"Huhuhuhu .. fear, papah, Diana's sister .. hu Starla, everything. Afraid, I want to go home. I'm afraid I want to go home huhuhu...." Whining on the side of the bed Satella almost cried.

Who would have thought the magic ministry's wish mage was a crybaby little girl. He was an adult, mentally fragile like a young little princess who was very spoiled by her parents.

Satella started to sob.

Amidst Satella's small cry, she was startled by the sound of knocking on the door. Rubbing his cheeks and temples with the back of his hand. After wiping away her crybaby tears, she rushed towards the door of her room.

"Who is that?" Satella.

"This is us, the other occupants." Reply to one.

"We?" Satella.

"That means a lot of people dong." Thought Satella.

After knowing that there are many people outside, Satella also feels calmer.

Finally, Satella opened the door.

"What's up?" Satella with her innocent face.

There were five people crowding and looking at Satella. It was as if they were breathing a sigh of relief because nothing chaotic happened.

"We listened to the screams repeatedly. We think someone was approached by a werewolf. Thank goodness little brother is safe." Said one father.

Then a brother came to Satella. Judging from his appearance, he was like four years adrift over Satella his age. Satella realized that the scream was coming from herself. Unconsciously he screamed when he had a bad dream.

"If you need help just tell little brother." Sisters say.

"Thank you brother." Reply Satella.

"My name is Osya, I occupy room number 13 if you need help please stop by." The brother introduced himself.

"If you go all the way, Oman sir is the one who's the height right next to my room, brother?" At the end of the sentence Osya gave a tone asking as if he wanted to know the name of his neighbor.

"My name is Satella."

Then someone came.

"Some have been picked up. The person who lives next to me was targeted by a werewolf! His body was eaten and left only his right arm. It's gruesome...." A man with a hysterical tone.

Someone ran over here.

"The damned werewolf has eaten my husband! God, you need to find out who's behind it! It's all the prince's fault!" Said a mother of over 30.

"Patience." Uncle Oman.

"My son was also eaten by that werewolf! Huhc .. ha...."

The housewife had lost her family to a werewolf.

"really?" Osya.

"Patience is buk." Persuade mr Oman.

Satella trembled with this gripping atmosphere.

How not.

Last afternoon he was in shock because he was attacked by a firearm user. He just survived a werewolf attack. Now terrorized by a nightmare. Tau-tau the atmosphere of a housewife who lost her family makes the atmosphere even more gripping.

"When, though, he was my beloved husband. Everything to me, hu .. hu...." The figure of the housewife was sobbing.

"My oceans." The woman was joking while sobbing.

"I lost everything."

Everyone there was trying to calm him down.

"Well, you can't sleep." Complain Satella.

Satella walked to her room.

Time shows at four in the morning. Satella threw herself in her bed. It was precisely the noisy atmosphere that made Satella calmer than before. Satella became comfortable with the many sounds outside.

Ask why?

Because if it is quiet, Satella even feared by werewolves who can appear at any time. Because outside many people, so Satella feels safe now.

Satella sleepy.

"This is the cake from earlier." Cheers Satella while yawning sleepy.

Satella's asleep.

even the tone of voice sounded from his breath.

The more the tone sounded in Satella's mouth while sleeping, the more clearly she felt tired.

Morning time.

Butler-uniformed lodge employees bring breakfast to each occupant. Satella ate breakfast tastefully. Then in the middle of the breakfast session, the sound of the door being knocked was heard.

"Who?" Ask Satella.

"It's me, Climbt." Legally.

"Lake in!" Reply Satella.

"The door's locked!" Reply Climbt.

Satella chuckles.

"Oh, yes, I forgot." Satella's about to open the door.

Satella and Climbt meet.

"One person is dead!" Climbt.

"With his son." Satella.

"I looked at someone who yesterday became a rioter in the forum. Turns out he wasn't the werewolf I thought he was. So what is the purpose of them doing that? Who is the real provocateur? Is the provocateur part of the werewolf team?" Climbt.

"Tell me what the guy's name is! Who were you laughing at yesterday?" Ask Satella.

"That proposes a voting system to give the death penalty to a person accused of being a werewolf." Answer Climbt.

"Why do you suspect him?" Satella asked.

"I suspect, the voting system is a werewolf team strategy to make the occupants wrong execution. As time went on, many people died. Either the werewolf's prey or execution." That's the reason Climbt.

"Eh, cute." Climbt was agitated as he looked at the innocent facial expression of Satella.

"What did you say?" Satella bete's.

"It's okay, you're hearing it wrong." Climbt threw away his face.

Satella didn't extend.

Satella complains.

"The situation is very bad. First, my guard was attacked by werewolves and seriously injured. Second, you know there is someone who misfired until innocent citizens became victims. Then the voting system makes a person who is not a werewolf die. If it continues, all will be killed in the werewolf team scenario."

Satella breathed heavily.

"EVERYTHING'S FUCKED!" Satella complained, with a frenzied expression mixed her frustration.

Climbt also complained.

"It's all my fault." Climbt.

"What are you wrong?" Satella with a confused expression.

"I can't uncover the guise of a werewolf." Climbt was frustrated.

Susana is gloomy.

"Added, glaring one after another was impossible. People might die in their prey. Victims of the wrong law are getting more and more." Climbt.

"Okay, do you know who you're going to open up to?" Ask Satella.

"Not know." The answer.

"Then I have a name." Satella gave a proposal.

The person who wanted to be revealed was Satella's neighbor. Before searching for the werewolf guise, Satella wanted the closest person revealed first. Actually, this is Satella's wits to feel safe.

Skips....

On this occasion Satella attended the forum. Everyone will debate who will be accused of being a werewolf.

The review has been presented.

In the middle of the forum.

"I offer my condolences to the man who lost his family last night. The werewolves hiding among us I admit have become a terrible scourge. I'm superintendent Jay apologizing for not taking care of this ongoing problem."

The inspector spoke without motivation.

Inspector Jay's satisfaction rate as a military police officer also dropped dramatically.

"Because I failed to seek guidance, I suggested that no one vote first. Don't get the wrong thing, ending an innocent man's life is unethical." Inspector Jay breathed a heavy sigh.

Again the inspector confirmed.

"Then the voting system remains in effect. It's just that I proposed not to vote first." Inspector's speech.

The atmosphere was quiet but quite gripping. Anyone can die after nightfall.

Forum finished.

The night passed.

Skips....

Satella Room.

Satella sat looking in the mirror at the room dresser. Today Satella has no clue as to who she should accuse of being a werewolf. Satella can only sleep, do skips until tomorrow. While looking at the face on the mirror reflection, Satella sipped a glass of water. Sighs.

Then swallow the pill because he has trouble sleeping. Will his sleep be sound, then no more werewolf dreams come.

Closing his eyes, he counted until he was sleepy. Accelerate the work of his sleeping pills.

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four werewolves." It's counting.

"WHAT...." Satella splash herself.

"No werewolves, no more." Satella complains.

Walking towards the bed, Satella dropped herself in bed.

"One cat, two cats, three cats, four cats, orange cat." Satella counting and sleeping.

The night passed, and Satella slept very well.

The tomorrow....

Satella wakes. He finally opened his eyes calmly. No nightmares tonight. Looking at the half-cabinet-high clock. The time at his hour was six in the morning.

His eyes looked clearly at the antique wooden clock. Although his hearing was still vague, he slowly began to regain his hearing.

As hearing recovered, Satella noticed a noise outside. It was as if people were chatting in a hallway near his room. There were so many voices that he heard.

In fact,

The sound of a hammer knocking sounded beside his room.

"Neighbors, why is it noisy. What are the neighbors fixing?" Satella complained, rubbing her eyes she began to sit on the bed.

Rubbing her eyes and looking in the mirror.drinking a glass of water, combing her hair. Satella was curious and went to the door of the room.

Door opened.

Looking to the right and left, many people gathered in the hallway of the inn. The residents are chatting. The workers were repairing the door to the room on the right side of Satella's room. Seeing no door being fixed, Satella's premonition is bad.

"What's this?" Satella fretting.

"Good morning." A mother who recently lost a family member, greets Satella.

"Morning too." Reply Satella.

"Is your sleep good?" Ask the mother.

"certain." Satella answered with a relieved face.

"It should be, it might be the last. In this situation anyone can die, anytime you know." Horror words were said by the mother.

Satella frowned.

"My name is Rocele." He gave his name.

"Me, Satella. I don't have a surname so, just call Satella." They are formally acquainted.

"All wrong fourth prince!" Rocele.

"Excuse me?" Satellas.

"The prince quarantined us with the werewolf. We're all made pawns. All this was due to the failure of the fourth prince to capture the werewolf. The prince should have sent in experts. I think the prince used a ministry staff to handle this. Looks like the magic ministry's people are still amateurs." Rocele commented.

"Excuse me, I'm gonna take a shower." Satella returned to the room.

Satella wondered why her cover was smelled.

Does the werewolf team know of the existence of the magic caster sent by the magic ministry?

Satella's getting quieter.

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