METAPHYSICAL WAR
Die !
Looking at the search column, for a moment he remembered Visa, a 27-year-old girl in white with her hair slightly painted orange, Uniquely, there are some people who cannot be traced with the implant one of them is Visa. No matter what the cause, Raduma did not find a single answer to the irregularity. At the end of people with abilities beyond reason still have a weakness, that also applies to Raga.
Until after a few minutes of surfing the internet, he found one account with the name Visa mp, initially Raduma felt less sure plus the account was locked, there are also similar accounts and profile photos that are only set in sky blue.
But his premonition that plays, leads him to follow the Visa mp account. One or two days Visa account mapa still locked until when stepping on the weekend, an open account sign Visa allows Raduma to follow.
“Visa still remember me ?" type Raduma in the direct message field.
Until a few minutes there is no reply when the message looks read. Raduma began to be a little moody, maybe the account is not the Visa account he was looking for. Moreover, none of the photos from Visa mp only visible photos of scenery and pet cats.
“It seems it is not, ah already,“ complained Raduma. He put the phone on the table with mobile data that is still on because he usually moves in airplane mode.
“Iya this is Visa." Suddenly a reply message came in when Raduma had already stepped towards the middle room. His face turned on the screen of the phone that lit up and sounded.
He was sure it was a reply so he approached the phone again with a smile sumringah.
“I was expecting this visa.”
Raduma smiled happily again, although a little awkward to start from where until he finally started the conversation by saying,
“This is My Vis, Raduma. Friends in elementary school, you remember ?”
“ Oh Raduma, my goodness how are you Rad ? Still at home ?”
It's nice not to play Raduma smiling to himself like crazy. He hoped that the visa still loved him.
“Still Vis, if you are now where?”
“Now I am in the area of South Bandung Rad, have long since I have not met. Kangen other friends too.”
“Oh, means really, it was time to hear anyway if you moved to South Bandung.”
A few minutes passed there was no reply from the mapa Visa, Raduma thought maybe Visa had rested because it was late at night too especially tomorrow is Monday, weekday.
That night, Raduma was still awake, sitting half-leaning while watching television. Occasionally he rubs his neck that feels sore, maybe the effect of the implant last afternoon.
“You haven't slept young man?“ the voice of the old geezer emerged from the direction of the kitchen slowly towards Raduma's position in the living room. The kitchen is only covered with curtains that leave a slight gap in the edge so as to create the impression of horror and excessive suggestions for anyone who stays at Raduma's house.
Although it has been a few weeks he can see invisible creatures but still, sometimes he is surprised and feels creepy too, because these creatures sometimes appear suddenly, but sometimes they are not, and that is very disturbing, also felt by all people who have metaphysical abilities because basically they are still ordinary humans, their bodies and minds are not created to see that way.
A few seconds Raduma was seen waiting and his slightly tense face, focused on the kitchen curtain to his left. Each breath was tense, the chest of his field rising and falling waiting for who appeared behind the curtain.
Before long the kitchen curtain was opened by a gentle wind, the figure of a genie creature with the form of an old grandfather walking slowly in the air towards raduma, about 10 centimeters from the ground surface.
“Who are you ? You were the one who showed up on the stairs, weren't you?” ask Raduma.
“Don't look at me with a face like that young man, If you don't bother me, I won't bother you,“ replied the old man with a slow heavy tone, standing in the corner of the room right next to the vase, he was a genie who inhabited Raduma's house before it was built, he often lives in an old jackfruit tree behind Raduma's house.
For the first time Raduma interacted with astral beings, at close range. While the old grandfather smiled flatly, his eyes were soft but the energy pressure Raduma could feel was quite strong.
“Listen well son of man, I know you are dealing with our nation,”.
“You mean ?”
“You're trying to catch a creature from the horn beetle kingdom aren't you ? Just so you know, one of them came here, came to my territory ! Watching from a distance, I can feel it.“
“Then ?”
“I don't like anyone entering my territory ! Just so you know, in the past, I was the one who dispelled some genies that disturbed your family.”.
“My family ? What do you mean the more you don't understand ?”
Not even the old geezer finished his words Raduma cut him off in astonishment. His gesture began to look curious about what the old geezer was talking about.
“ Yes..you do not know anything, a few years ago your family was bullied by the nation of jinn, some I managed to banish but some of them managed to enter the body of both your parents.”
“No way, why should I believe you ? you are a nation that always lies and cannot be trusted ! “ Raduma slightly pressed his words in a high tone.
Talking with the jinn is not allowed according to Raduma's beliefs, for him he does not know whether the genie who dialogues is right or is lying and worried about being played because Raduma still feels he is just an ordinary human being.
“I'm not forcing you to trust me young man.” Old man's reply begins with an echoing and creepy laugh.
“Alright, it turns out that you are stubborn. I came just to deliver a message, prepare yourself.so that I no longer need to waste my energy to dispel those who enter my territory.”.
the old man then gradually faded away and was about to break through the white wall. But before the old man disappeared completely, Raduma said,
“I'm not cooperating with you.”
Again the old man laughed and replied to Raduma.
“Do not misunderstand young people, I do not intend to cooperate, you alone must try to survive.“
The mood became quiet.
The old grandfather disappeared through the walls, in the darkness of the night that promised a mystery in the days of tomorrow, and an unexpected way of life.
While Raduma let out a long sigh and laid her body on the sofa, it was a tiring day, he thought. His mind was disturbed by the old grandfather's remark that his family had been disturbed by the jinn.
But because the night had shown at one in the morning, he decided to sleep.
“Have been a loser,” closed Raduma said to himself, the night has been very blackened, as if he would whisper to him.
Sleep, son, tomorrow awaits you with a million mysteries prepared by God.
Life, he felt like a paper boat that sailed very short on the water that sometimes rattled with the rhythm of sadness, until finally shipwreck.
Elsewhere, two and a half hours before Raduma spoke to the old man. Tobias goes to Siska's house, his girlfriend. But he did not decide to approach the house of Siska, he chose to stay in an abandoned patrol post, the location was quiet and flanked by several trees, He came for one purpose, kill !
Tobi has been coming since 21:00, he waited a long time there by pretending to buy tek-tek noodles that are often there a few moments right at 21:00. He planned to eliminate Raga, the father of Siska that night, his anger having become the commander-in-chief leading him to commit an act of no praise.
Tobi knows Raga's habits, Raga often goes out of the house right at ten pm just to smoke a cigarette in the park near the patrol station and buy a pack of fried rice in front of the minimarket not far from the park. One of the activities that Tobi and his own son, Siska actually hated. Both had once advised Raga to stop smoking but the advice he never heard for a moment.
Tobias had absolutely no idea who he was dealing with. That night may be the last night he breathed life, because 100 meters from the location Tobi was, Nun was already aware of the existence of Tobi who held a folding knife belonging to his late father first.
The situation turned around, Raga was ready after Nun whispered that Tobi was waiting for him behind the patrol post to kill.
“There are people who intend to kill you Raga.”
“Who ? “ ask Raga.
“Tobi..he is behind the patrol post, get ready.”.
Raga walked leisurely as if feeling no fear at all, her gaze straight ahead, splitting the night with a bright beam from her palm that turned into a Dagger. While Tobi hunts him from behind the dark posts and trees, woe !
Once again Tobias did not know that he was the one who was at the edge of the horn that night, he thought his prey was a deer in fact a lion. The moment the two were very close and Raga deliberately passed Tobi as if she did not know, allowing her to start an attack. Tobi launched a sudden attack from behind, a drawn blade shooting towards Raga's ribcage.
**** !
One word came out of Raga's mouth shortly after swinging her right arm, brushed off Tobi's wrist. The admirable reflexes from years of martial arts training while Raga's left hand thrust unexpectedly toward Tobias' heart with an energy dagger that could not be seen by the naked eye.
“Cursed are you men****," said Tobi dying, one hand holding his left chest, enduring agonizing pain. His voice was stingy and moaning, it took him a few seconds to die.
Tobi fell to the ground with his eyes still open, dying in vengeance, he died at the hands of the father of his own lover. The energy dagger tore through the aorta, its heart gaping, without having to injure the skin on the chest. A heavyweight technique because to injure a living object with energy without touching is very difficult, it takes great concentration and energy as well.
“Don't be too long here, there are humans walking here 200 meters from our position,“ whispered Nun.
“Wait a minute, we have to do something before we go.”
“Moreover ?”
“Cctv, the two-story house has a cctv,“ Raga on a house in the west direction that is facing the location he killed Tobi. “Burn it !”
Nun quickly darted towards the cctv, burning it with the energy of her combination with Raga. Cctv burn ! Lighted in the upper corner of the second floor wall which in a few minutes made the residents of the house wake up from their sleep, his eyes swept to every corner of the yard, the cctv had fallen charred and Raga had disappeared from the location.
Raga returned home without leaving a trace, the situation of a very quiet location supported by lush trees makes the evil Raga difficult to sniff. No witnesses, no evidence, not even fingerprints, perfect.
There was no look of regret, his face was cold with lips clamping down on a cigarette, a heartbeat that should have raced faster like a normal human after committing a crime did not appear at all. This time he might actually be a psychopath. Yes, a sick soul controlled by demons.
The night whispered, souls fell asleep innocently waiting for the morning with one deafening cry.
Die !
