Misty Soil

Stingers

Since then I have not seen you again. Grief, wounds, dried up tears do not accept this parting. His body was just helpless. He lost whatever spirit Beben said in the ignored face turned his gaze to look out the window. Every night waiting for the arrival of the light.

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“Master, where are we going?”

“Ke home only pack Kas.”

Beben managed to escape from the pursuit of Rambe. Although his body was also covered in wounds, he asked to contact Egen to immediately bring a personal doctor to check on Sandika. The house left by Aaron was getting quieter, after his return the workers began to look busy working again.

For three days Sandika was just lying weakly on the mattress, the occasional hanging intravenous needle the man turned to the small sounding window calling Murga's name. His body was already like a bone that was only wrapped in skin.

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In the distance the eyes of the longing ghost saw Sandika, she could not approach or show a form that would only add to the pain. He watched the heartbroken man, back and forth his movements flew and disappeared as Rambe approached him.

“Murga, back our territory. Don't you get into trouble with that man anymore."

“Sister, look at Sandika dying fighting her pain. Allow me to approach him for a moment, sis.”

“Murga, your wounds have not healed. The nail on your back is evidence of the crimes of the humans. They've all been cursed by the Misty Lake. Quickly leave this place or my patience runs out!”

Sandika's inner eyes pierced through seeing the figure of Murga had just left her. His face was like a long time ago, when he first met a creature in a firefly carrier. The sound of friction of the door opened, looking as Lina with a smiling Cherry approached her with a basket of flowers and fruits. Cherry picked up a green apple, she put it into Sandika's hand.

“This is for uncle.”

“Thank you good boy” replied Sandika smiling looking at the cute face of Cherry.

“How are you doing mas?” tanya Rina sat in front of a chair nearby.

“Slightly improved, you know where I am from?”

“From mas Warid, I had accidentally heard his conversation on the phone at home.”

“What is your relationship with him?”

“She is my older sister.”

Long conversations, hours of eating and taking medicine were replaced with a mouthful of Rina's hand. Before many times Sandika refused, the woman continued to force until she told the guard sisters out of the room.

“I don't want to give hope to you inner Rina” Sandika.

They saw Cherries sleeping on the sofa, Lina's smile saying goodbye while holding the Cherries from behind.

“I go home mas, tomorrow if there is time I stop back.”

“Be careful, take good care of this child. He's a kid who has the ability to see fine creatures.”

“Yes mas, after the death of his father he more often communicates with subtle creatures can even go to the funeral of his own father.”

Over time, the closeness of Rina and Sandika intertwined like flowing water. Sandika's health is slowly recovering. Sandika is a child loving man, she spends more time with Cherries. Taking her to the playground even thinks of the child as his own.

“Doesn't there be a little bit of your feelings on me mas?”

Rina looked at the laughing Sandika cheerfully inside the arena of the swivel comedy with Cherries. Until now he awaits the cold attitude Sandika can warm to him. Even if every day they met, Sandika flat never showed any love for him.

The way back to Rina's house

“Ceri, do you still see the woman who followed uncle?” whispered Sandika.

Cherry shook her head, she replied like a whisper but the tone pressure was strong.

“Uncle, big brother long hair that sometimes follow uncle. Not as often as I first”

“oh yes? Whenever she comes?”

“Just in the night that the weather is too cold and hot.”

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Tonight Rina is staying at Warid's house, she is still standing at the door waiting for her return. After a while Warid's car stopped in front of the house, he got off the car in the bopong guard Rem. Warid pressed his chest, he sat on the sofa. Rem asked for permission to pick up a private doctor.

“What pain do you have? Why hide your illness from me? I'll complain to mom.”

“Don't Rina.”

“Lhat lah the circumference under your sunken eyes blackened, you must like to stay up late at night.”

“Yes, since then I got terror from the foggy soot creature. Here's the story__”

Warid tells the events one by one until the problems that occur. Lina widened her eyes, as if she could not believe what her brother said.

“You must be kidding, right? You always cheat me, your nature does not change to make me cry and then you laugh out loud.”

“I tell you the truth, that's why until now Sandika is still in solitude.”

“I can't believe all these stories.”

Rina leaves him upstairs, Cherry sees her mother crying putting her toy dolls onto Sandika's thigh.

“Om, this is for brothers who like to follow wherever mas are.”

“Smart child, if you meet him again immediately call om ya.”

“Ya. But why is mom crying?”

“Mama is sick, Cherry should be a good child yes help uncle take care of mama.”

“Ya uncle.”

They are more often joking together, the presence of Cerry slowly dispose of the nature of stress and improved health conditions. He rarely takes drugs, only his nightmares remain a fear in addition to daily routines still get interference from subtle creatures.

One of the dreams still flashed through his mind the figure of a demonic nail-bearer standing in the middle of the supernatural glowing forest turned his back. Sandika called out to him but it was as if Murga's figure did not turn her head or hear her voice.

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Today Rina left Cerry on Sandika. He was in a hurry because Warid suddenly fainted in his study. Many say he was possessed or nudged by an invisible creature. The sound turned different, the face was red, the skin was open injured, the worst wound on the shoulder was like there was a bite mark of flesh slightly detached from rotting.

All those diseases came like being blown away by demonic magic the fiercest figure of the inhabitants of the Misty Lake.

The last time he escaped from Rambe was saved by another figure in white clothes who was none other than the figure Sandika loved.

“My blind eyes do not remember the kindness of that figure in the years gone by. He saved Aaron at the bottom of the water and now the creature does not hate me in the least. He kept me away from the blood-eating ghost of human flesh until I can still breathe to this day” Warid makes a regret both of you.