The Clairvoyance Wirasti

Two Different Poles

Sebodo teuing, or as stupid as hell? one short phrase to plot the local language in which Wirasti lived, actually addressed to himself, does not mean swearing or sarcastic things due to something very annoying. Not like that!

Wirasti felt he had to respond to something by thinking, "Ah, yes ... Nevermind!" he said, as a sign of a pat without the intention of satire or sarcasm excessive.

Showing an attitude that whatever the situation? that is, he wants to keep quiet. Or, as if the signal could be passed!

Well, the depiction of attitude that is not affected whatever the circumstances, more or less so.

When he began to come into contact with things beyond reason, exactly since he first recognized the former residence was once possible as the resting place of one family. I don't know for what reason? the house that resembles a villa is left unkempt and even left empty abandoned for years until it is glued to the size of a thick bag!

Question marks over the mystery of the existence of the house which Wirasti directly dubbed as the villa house, it turns out little by little began to unfold.

"Since that afternoon," pointed to Wirasti, when he just wanted to steal the start!

Yep, steal the start indeed! at a time when everything has not rolled observation to the location of the property that has been bought dumping or slamming prices, until Wirasti's parents feel benefited.

I don't know, Wirasti's like being sucked into a magnetic field? immediately the intention arises field survey towards the target, ups!

His instincts did not miss, what he then encountered at the location was so synchronized with the turmoil of his feelings related to one thing that could not be digested logically.

"Spot," Wirasti's guess did not miss at all. "Well, I feel that way!" decihnya, at that time it could threshing alias goosebumps!

"Not just once before!" hatchlings.

"It happened several times" he said, recalling how he began to get a technical disorder related to astral activity that accumulates as a flake of energy that begins to trigger and has shown a reactive indication!

"In fact the residues around it have been entrenched for a long time anyway," explained Wirasti, his feeling of catching gelagat is not necessarily.

"I'm just lacking!"

"Nearly missed,"

"Not detected at all, except when the signal starts!"

Not detected? starting to have a signal? wo-hoo, try miss Jutek that one is poked! so maybe they want an interaction. Wirastilah be their target of fire? aaiissh!

"Huh, why should I?"

"You are the most receptive to their existence, realizing that the extra abilities have been tackled and are certainly caught by their magical radar!"

Wirasti, gawking!

"Sshhh, don't put on that blo'on face too late!" a strong reprimand, because the expression of the jutek girl so unpleasant to see, bhaa .. haha!

"Damn," snorted Wirasti, reflex change pairs of sweet faces!

At other times Wirasti had a small incident, when he was again in his own state. As he remembered after all the old buildings of his villa house were renovated, the condition of the house was quiet because those who worked there a day ago had left the location.

Unfortunately the mother asked Wirasti and his sister Vishnu to immediately take over the cleaning there, both of them went to the villa house.

Once there, the unlucky Vishnu said to go to the store first want to buy something. No doubt Wirasti was forced to enter the house alone, and began to be free alone without Vishnu.

Preparing a bucket of water and mopping equipment complete with the heater, Wirasti was ready to float!

At first the whole room he cleaned using a regular floor broom, without a single missed to the entire room.

Undaunted even though only alone in one place that is actually still unfamiliar, Wirasti also knows and feels that the vibes around him are not at all comfortable.

"Will something happen?" batin Wirasti, unabated also cause was was was!

Eve around that's starting to feel, weird? plus the situation is so quiet even though it is still morning crawling starts towards noon.

"It can be imagined, this is the only house in the row of land plots behind," said Wirasti, while showing the neighboring house is several tens of meters away was also in the location of the central plots.

"Huh, right?" said Wirasti, sounding mengedumel alone. Vishnu's sister? have you bought something a few minutes ago, still not back?

All of a sudden? there was a sound in the ear, "Ssshhhh ..," because Wirasti made a jerk, of course shocked not to play!

That, a sighing voice! yes, that's *******!

Wirasti immediately stopped his activity, he put his mopping tool. A moment of wiggling, making sure there was no one around?

"Ahh," he thought to shake off the fear that was beginning to creep in!

That sound again? "Sshhh," so close to his right ear?

Oh, my God, that sigh again? it sounded firmer, until Wirasti almost jumped. Damn right in his right ear again!

"Sshhhh ...," sigh that again!

Then rise his fad? "Shhhhh!" reply Wirasti, behind the talkative fad imitate for the sake of dismissing the feeling of starting to tremble!

Damn it, like the blind who does not know the terrain or the circumstances around. I swear, he felt nothing around him. "Huh, I'm still blunt!" katilah.

Until, in the umpteenth minute Vishnu was nongol by carrying a plastic bag containing food!

"Ugh, I think you've been anywhere, Wis!" reprimand Wirasti, it's really bad to have been left alone.

Finally, the two with his sister enthusiastically cleaned all the rooms, even until far noon until entering dzuhur time.

In the thick carpet of floral motifs, Wirasti and his sister together perform dzuhur prayer there. Might? that, for the first time the house that was originally an abandoned empty villa was used for worship? I don't know.

"Go away, this house will be occupied in a good way. Or if not, yes do not disturb .." pinta Wirasti in the heart, a prayer uttered from kamit kut lips.

In the expanse of marun color carpet with bright pink cherry blossom motifs that Wirasti and Vishnu after performing dzuhur prayers both seem busy opening supplies from home, some misting contains a complete package of lunch ready to eat!

What happened to the style of eating lesehan style, Wirasti began arranging misting on a carpet but deliberately dialasi a piece of newspaper so that if there is a spill of food does not directly hit the maroon carpet.

A bowl of jackfruit gulai ala Padang, green lado sambal, thick egg omelet, grilled bloated fish and beef rendang and crackers. All cooked by his mother, since yesterday and was prepared specifically for his two children who the next day there is a cleaning event at home that will be occupied.

Vishnu ate it looking ravenous, not least Wirasti the older brother. "You eat this," Wirasti told his sister as he pushed each misting.

"Wir Mbak why?"

Wirasti shook his head, "Signi is also full, Wis!" sahut with a funny mimic, Vishnu immediately scrunched his forehead.

"Diets?"

Wirasti just shook his head.

"Have eaten everything!"

As a result of each misting almost brushed out by the younger brother, Wirasti also let his younger brother eat to satiety!

What did Vishnu the younger brother do? giving a time lag, after a few minutes have passed, Vishnu immediately lay on the soft carpet!

"Mbak Wir, I'm sleepy going to bed!"

"Don't be late,"

When her sister went to sleep, Wirasti leaned against the wall in the room while playing her phone. Some moments are indeed engrossed with the flat object, but at the umpteenth minute? what the hell's going on?

Wirasti who was alone, his mind seemed to float? it was as if capturing the faces of people in turn and it was not from the same person!

Sat sets! just a few seconds, no more than 1-2 seconds all the strange visuals wither away!

"Hmm?" whispered Wirasti, reflex rubbing his eyes until it tastes spicy. One strange thing, he was sure he was not hallucinating. Then what did all those who saw him?

"Ac ... My aa? there is something wrong here" said Wirasti.

His memory is spreading again, what was shown to him a few seconds ago like a parade of faces of everyone? accompanied by the background memory of their lives and the average seen by it. Wasn't he? well, they're all ... aren't they?

"Buuu-kan, as the look of a face like me for example!" timpal Wirasti's.

"They? yes, old school all! that's weird, that's weird!"

"Over strange, among them dressed as soldiers. Partly so!"

"Foreign faces, some are bule, some are squinty!"

"If I had known that, those who were yellow and narrow would have been Nippon soldiers!"

"Yes, it's so!"

"Geez, what's the sign of this?" said Wirasti still has not sharpened his intuition between the interconnectedness of the view that reaches him with active residues began to glow around him!

The anxiety suddenly intensified, it felt like screaming for the sake of letting go of his overwhelming shock because it was all real!

Wirasti's breath had gone up and down, as bold or as strong as it had the guts anyway will be surprised by the strange unusual scenery.

"They look real!" wirasti said again.

Pursued his intention to wake his sister who was not far away he was lying down and seemed to fall asleep on a carpet of thick fur, if he could share the story?

"Ah, Vishnu is so!" dengus Wirasti, that only brother how could possibly believe anything beyond reason?

"Tahayul," he decihnya every time invited to share something mystical or metaphysical. Wirasti is often lazy every time he opens a conversation about the peculiarities that surround him.

His own brother more often to beat his alibi, he knows Vishnu is rational. Even barely want to believe the brother's tendency towards mystical things surrounds him, "What the hell!" tepisnya every time Wirasti herded his opinion without the intention of force-fed, no! nay! that's not what Wirasti meant.

But so far the younger brother has more of his own point of view, and reluctant to be subjective to the extra ability of the brother despite actually disguised because Wirasti until years and last seconds has never shown the other side of himself related to the vision of his inner eye began to sharpen.

Wirasti seems to have to walk alone, all the time? as long as he is entangled in an ability to come into contact with other dimensions? yep, zonder or no one's support. There is no system support from anyone or anywhere.

Finally Wirasti increasingly realize even with his own sister, something that is not solid? different initiatives or points of view though not two different poles, well? that's how he always felt. Honestly deep down Wirasti actually felt, disappointed.