Misty Soil

Misty Soil
The True Hope



The trap that Man and Kiki have long prepared to kill Bondan is finally done. They tell Rito to meet Bondan by saying that he needs a sacred shrine to get into the forbidden forest. The news of a ghost figure that can give gold and diamonds, geger makes the eyes of the greedy and crazy man tempted by his words.


“What did you whisper to me?” bondan stared hard.


“Ya sir, sir Man and Kiki will also follow after instructing the workers.”


“Quickly do not waste time, you brought two torches to light my way.”


Along the way, the man laughed out loud imagining the pile of treasures he would get through the dagger. When entering the line of the forbidden area, Rito pretended to fall so that one of the torches went out.


“Arggh no ghost sir!” shout Rito.


“Mana? I didn't see it?”


“Away there mr.”


Bondan arrogantly let out a keris towards the top acting like a challenge. Step closer to the pit trap. He fell in and screamed loudly. Rito just left it, he carried one torch that was still burning.


“Rito! Where're you? quickly help me get out of here!” his yell.


Inside the hole was filled with small snakes by Man and Kiki. Master's dinner weapon was a fitting saying for the young man. He died in the feeding of a poisonous snake that entered his nose, mouth and ears. Laughter Man and Kiki witnessed his death from above, the hole was sealed tightly with the ground dug out and leaves on top.


“Hahaha, finally we can master his entire treasure!” says Man.


“Yes, this golden opportunity we must make the best use of. The treasure is us for two and immediately leave this village” said Kiki.


Wishing the miracle back to her son to survive a second time. He realized that the Misty Lake link would never be able to escape his life. The pawns of lives that lay in the past even replaced Faras. Wiping away the tears in the long daydream, the woman longed for trying hard.


“Mistress, which path should we take?” ask Denis.


“Line left sir, don't forget the house is painted black.”


“Good mistress.”


The hanging luntang asked for help on the figure of a shaman who believed it could cure Herman even release all the bonds of the Misty Lake. Aaron ventured into the house himself. Inside there was already a figure of a black-clothed man smilingly grinning at him.


“Welcome, please come in. Ahahah.”


“Pak, I immediately expressed my wish this” said Aaron.


“Don't be in a hurry, I'll give you whatever you ask. As long as you follow the terms. Ahahah.”


Aaron got the address from one of his staff members who was very close to Lina. A woman who hates herself. The obscene shaman's address was given to staff employees for him. Lina hates Aaron's success, especially his anger, the hatred of Faras in the past, the figure of the man he loves, but chose Aaron as his wife.


“Harun, now you have the stone yourself! Feel my vengeance, this is just the beginning! Ahahah” said Lina in her office.


Dubrakk. (Voice of door slamming)


“Lina! What do you mean by that?”


Warid glared at the table, wanting to slap the woman but considering her family's intimate relationship made her hold her back.


“Warid, you don't interfere in my personal affairs! The woman should be taught a lesson. I know, Faras died because he mortgaged his life in that cursed place!”


“No you're wrong big! It's all my fault, if only I hadn't brought it there__”


“Quickly tell me what you've done to Aaron? Or__”


“Or what?”


“Or I don't hesitate to do the same to you”


“Even if I tell him then you're too late to save him from the clutches of shaman Orak!”


“I'm very disappointed in you Lina.”


Warid ran into the car, he took several guards to the location. He got the address from one of Lina's accomplices whom he already trusted as a source of information.


High pay and as a spy between the two families. Until now only he knew that they were half-brothers. His father kept the secret of meetings from his mother with a veiled closeness of the two families are well established.


“That woman is getting sneaky!” inner Warid.


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Aaron thrusting a photo of Herman, he relayed all his complaints to the man. But the shaman's eyes were even fixed on the front of the body until Aaron felt uncomfortable closing his thigh with his bag.


“Pak, so can you help me?”


“Of course, come with me inside. All your hopes will be realized. Ahahah”


The shaman pulls Aaron into the room. Aaron refused to squawk in ignored with a strong grip while staring at the face and body that made shaman Orak impatient to spout a spell to make him faint. Aaron's mistake was too bold to go in by himself without bringing in the guards.


Fortunately still siding with him, Warid comes just in time. He beat the shaman to pieces and ordered his aides to bring it to the authorities. Aaron is a woman who can never forget for the rest of her life. Warid feels the same pain in his nature, he is looking for ways to help the woman's difficulties even though his own life is at stake.


“I've hit that filthy pervert and thrown him in jail. I have to prepare if it will be dantetnya later on” murmured Warid.


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“Where am I?”


“Harun don't move much. Your body is so weak, the doctor just checked you.”


“I'm going to the hospital, Herman is definitely waiting for me”


“Let me drive you.”


“Not necessary. Sstthh.”


Aaron staggered to hold his head.


Warid carried her back to the bed, gave her a glass of water and asked her to calm down. Seen the look of the trauma of fear over the treatment of the pervert shaman who almost did something bad to him.


“I know the pervert shaman wants to take advantage of the opportunity in the narrow. Why don't you bring a friend or body guard in there?”


“My troubled mind is focused only on Herman.”


After feeling better, Aaron returned to the Hospital with his guards. He weighed his anger on Warid who is now his life-saver. As if his crimes in the past wanted to be paid in the present. But still the situation can not be changed, especially the curse and death of disaster that befell his life. Faras could not live again and all this suffering would not continue to torment his mind.