Sect: A Community of No Expression Masks

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This afternoon at 16:00 WITA, Riska was still lying limp in the hospital bed. Novi and Satria are looking for information about the masked community without expression. I, if I still faithfully sit next to Riska who is lying down and still holding her hand.

Suddenly Achong opened the door and entered just like that, his face looked very tired and a little annoyed when seen from the look of his face.

"Greet me or knock on the door if you come in" said Satria while busy with his laptop.

"Sorry." Answer Achong briefly.

"Where are you from?" My toot.

"Abis was a witness at the police station" Achong replied, sighing.

"For a long time," murmured Satria.

"Dav, thirsty..." Said Riska.

I nodded my head and poured mineral water into the glass, Riska forced herself to sit up and lean back. Novi who saw it immediately ran to him, and helped Riska.

Then I gave a glass that was full to Riska, Riska received it and immediately drank it to the end, with just one sip.

Riska gave me an empty glass and said, "I'm Dav's nightmare!"

"What dream are you, baby?" My toot.

"I dream you die in my arms" said Riska who had shed her tears.

"I'm very happy if that happens" I said with a smile.

"No, you can't die!" Resolute Risk.

I smiled and walked up to Riska, and hugged her. My right hand stroked his head that was already resting on my shoulder. The sound of sobs is heard in my ears.

"Srstttt... It's just a dream baby" I said, trying to calm Riska down.

"But-" said Riska cut off.

"No buts, dreams are just flowers and will not come true!" I interrupted Riska's words.

"Lo don't takbur Dav," Novi continued by looking at me cynically.

"Dreams happen because the brain is constantly thinking about something, and some happen because of an omen." Novi.

"But, if this was clearly because his brain kept thinking about the sect until it was frightened, and carried over to the dream." My reply.

"Not necessarily, who knows this is a sign that you are again in the same car as them!" Novi Tegas.

It makes sense what Novi said, I just need to be vigilant again. Maybe I'm the next target, or maybe Riska.

"Dav, I'm asking you right now same Riska." Satria.

I let go of Riska's embrace and washed her tears.

"Judah, now!" My word.

Then Satria woke up from her seat and approached Riska while carrying her laptop. Then he pointed out the community website and asked Riska to help interpret it.

"This what?" Ask Riska confused.

"Please read this, who knows there's important information in it." Reply Satria.

Riska took her laptop, and started looking through the contents of the website. His mouth moved quickly like a magician reciting a spell.

"This website is more about the beginning of the formation of this organization," said Riska while continuing to read.

"Here it is said that this community has existed since 1912."

"Interestingly, the community was in the form 2 years before the first world war, was there a political motive in it?" Ask Satria.

"It looks like there's no Sat, which I've read about here, the organization was formed because so many people were starving." Answer Riska.

"Make a chimpanzee anyway, if people are hungry for sure anything will be done," said Satria while holding his chin.

"But there is something more interesting Sat," said Riska while showing the sentence quoted by the website.

Riska sniffled and fixed the position of the laptop that had led to Satria.

"De meeste donor werden gegeven door topfunctionarissen van de Sovjet - Unie om de Nederlanders van binnenuit te vernietigen." Said Riska reading the sentence.

"That means?" My toot.

"If that is to say, some of the donors were top officials of the soviet union who planned to destroy the Netherlands from the inside." Answer Riska.

"There is always politics in an organization!" Satria.

Hearing it has upset me, they are willing to oppose their own country, just because of stomach affairs.

"Their initial goal was indeed Sat politics, until finally the first world war occurred, the organization was lost without a trace." Riska spoke the words of Satria.

"Why, how can you?" Ask Satria.

"So here they appear secretly and their members infiltrate the Dutch military forces, to join the second world war. From there they began to spread their heresies, to the corners of the world." Riska.

"Can be said they entered Indonesia when the Dutch began to colonize our country," I said.

"Consider Dav, plus many of our people who still believe in the supernatural." Connect Satria.

It's all clear now, but there's still something weird here. Their initial goal was politics, then now worshiping the devil, and wanting to resurrect him. Whether to worship the devil is a mere guise, so that he can continue their original purpose. Or they've changed their purpose, but what their new goal is with the move of worshiping the devil.

"There's a track record of her deployment!" Said Riska.

"Where are you?" Ask Satria.

"Russia, France, Italy, the Netherlands, Sidney, Singapore, and finally China." Answer Riska.

"Indonesia doesn't exist?" My toot.

"This is not in Dav's writing" Riska replied while pointing out the writing.

This article confused us, starting from his background, his goals, and his motives. All too complicated to digest and interpret, even a Satria to think hard and look the record is full of doodles.

"Wij nodigen u persoonlijk uit om oons mee te doen en op de goede weg te wandelen." Said Riska, "This is the closing word."

It does not feel this is already at the end of the page of the website, all the images on the website are indeed true they use masks without expression. Then the photos were colorless, still black and white like the photos of the ancients.

"What does Ris mean?" Ask Satria.

"If you're pleased, we invite you to join us." Answer Riska.

"Try it can be clicked, Ris?" Satria.

Riska immediately tried to click on the cover letter, and it turned out to be true. A new tab opens, and appears like a registration form.

"See, they recruit members in an open manner. That means, they are completely against this world" Satria said, pointing at the laptop.

"We try to join Dav, let's be safe." Achong LEDek.

"Snake, don't want me. Mending me starve to death than having to join them!" My reply.

All laughed except Satria who was busy with her notebook, many times she crossed out and then wrote again. Like correcting something.

Riska closed the registration tab and gave Satria's laptop, then Riska who had been leaning on the mattress, began to lay down her body again.

"I'm afraid of Dav" Riska said, holding my hand.

"What are you afraid of?" My toot.

"I'm afraid my dream will come true" replied Riska who kissed my hand.

"If it comes true, I'll change that reality" I said with a smile.

Riska smiled and began to close her eyes.

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