The Clairvoyance Wirasti

Oh, nee! nee!

Wirasti though amazed by the charm of the gray blue eye, does not mean to shed his empathy and must replace it with the other side, negative sentiment? will it happen until when? oops!

"Believe it if an impression so slick continues to cause a deep impression, not the other way around!" dengus Wirasti, when guessed at the impression that arises will it be able to shed the sentiment and transform into sympathy?

"Oh!" dengus Wirasti, it is almost certain that his empathy is a big zero!

Sinyo's? or de jongen, if you could turn the clock? Wirasti feels that his relationship with young master Morris is not a difference in age. "Can you be a playmate?" lontar Wirasti joking, has his heart softened?

Oh, nee! nee!

"Not a friend playing in the real sense, a real fight buddy!"

"Huh, "Seriously?"

Wirasti immediately reacted, "Why not?"

"Huhuh?"

Wirasti won't keder euyy? so the reaction was challenging!

"I can't forget, how arbitrary he is. I don't like all the song's attitude, as if I don't need anyone else?" wirasti protests, for the sake of remembering the memory conveyed to him through a kind of telepathic style of his great-grandmother because one day the impression reached him.

Mr Morris, so his family's internal among them must obediently call him that? Wirasti also grimaced. "Huh," his ally, as if in direct protest he does not agree on the treatment that must consider the family mbah nyonyah to be treated extra alias special?

"Curl,"

"Damn!"

Wirasti had already started to grumble, "Elo who, heh?" ketus Wirasti let out his cynical tone. The corner of his heart began to have a small explosion, his head immediately heated up. Huhh? why do I have to face the impression and spectacle of this model? throughout all the seconds grumbling indeterminate direction, his thin lips instantly tapered!

Wirasti's instincts keep moving, to and fro? well obviously he kept looking. There are a lot of things to make an instant fool out instead of playing!

Starting from the impression conveyed through someone's memory, immediately caught by him that the sender of the memory is none other than his great-grandmother! as if telling him how he was in a scene showing the young master of his youngest cousin's son, the Mbah nyonyah showed behavior that is not commensurate with the ettitude commonly shown as a high-class race because after all the indigenous group is still considered low level or lower layer.

"Huh, that's like this makes people ride black!" omel Wirasti is getting more and more serious!

Wirasti knows, it's the memory of his great-grandmother! he showed a kind of scene. "I think it's the atmosphere of the afternoon," Wirasti said as he continued to search!

The scene continues to scroll? a bendi or delman is pulled by one horse, but it looks like the vehicle called a bendi or delman is smaller and looks sleek. A coachman was on the front bench controlling the speed of the bendi, one passenger and indeed only the only one on the passenger bench that was intended only two people capacity. Uniquely even though the shape is similar to the delman, the shape of the bench for passengers is quite facing towards the front just behind the coachman position.

"I'm sure sinyo Morris must be with a raised chin gesture, right she's a bit somse!" cibir Wirasti, says somse stands for the word arrogant once, so!

Well, how could Wirasti behave starting julid?

Wirasti's smile was full of meaning, as he said? "Gimane man he started with all his nyebelin attitude!"

Iiisshh's?

His great-grandmother, that's it! he was a silent witness. Although the way Wirasti get the impression through an access beyond reason. Wirasti's prowess in his extra wujut continues to give him clues, if not a mystical touch due to his interaction with other worlds as if crossing a boundary approaching him.

On the one hand, the great-grandmother has given a complete picture when she is in her past situation, on the other hand with the impression that he obtained at least a visual about the depiction of the figure sinyo Morris is so convincing that in fact the typical human like the sinyo does exist!

Antipathy that suddenly sticking up to cause a cocky feeling is none other than the clues from the memory of his great-grandmother, the, sinyo Morris every time to her house was delivered by a coachman and then there was a dialogue with the family of the great grandmother. From the movement of the movement and the way of dialogue to the impression of not knowing it is what suddenly attracts the attention of Wirasti and immediately becomes a wedge.

"Elo is just a young man, not good at courtesy!" maki Wirasti is inflamed, her mouth is already itchy!

"Heh, the way eloquent towards parents is like having no adab!"

"Emang in the elo period did not eat school? no ethical lessons? arrogant very elo!"

"Do not mind parents elo tuh non-native, yes mr elo emang dutch but mother elo tuh only indigenous ... "

You know, lhoo? oh my dragon, Wirasti isn't just a prick? but it's been mopping up exactly granny bawel. The style mengedumelnya like a can of rhombus, his tone sounded sniffy, and noisy!

The crossbred young man immediately furrowed his eyebrows, of course he understood being cursed by others. For a moment his expression looked funny, while looking very squinting. Just saw a little girl this time? well, his whole life seemed to see something new?

"Nee, nee, wie ben je?" sinyo Morris throws a question, no, no, who are you?

Huh, got lo? thought Wirasti.

"Ik ken jou niet" he said, I don't know you.

Want to know gimane? batin Wirasti is still upset, yeah it's still stuck in the crown almost exploded!

"Ken je me?" he said again, because Wirasti did not react. Do you know me?

Chuaks! Wirasti, of course, added a hiccup, this time his hands have been itching to play tabok only. "Heh, sinyo! luister ja, ik ben altientallen jaren familie van jou!" sahut Wirasti has lost his patience, heh sinyo! listen yes! I am related to you for decades from your time!

"Echt waar?" sintak sinyo Morris was shocked but looks excited, oh really?

Huh, I expected! cibir Wirasti. "Echt waar, echt waar! huh, really? really?" Wirasti even mengedumel himself.

Dialogue after dialogue also takes place exciting, not exciting for Wirasti but for sinyo Morris. Because for Wirasti himself the excitement when he had made a fool of others, throughout the short duration of the dialogue with the entity blasteran himself showed the attitude of not welcome and where? his attitude is nyolot only, hoyaa!

For Wirasti then feel not strange anymore, coming into contact with the entity that crossed and then stopped by the human dimension as did sinyo Morris.

"It has become a part of my daily life" said Wirasti, lightly! his tone was flat as if without any burden.

Each of them comes into contact with things that are astralist, indeed initially a slight shock response arises but will not last long. As when the universe rolled itself as if a circular line with Sinyo Morris, so that he could be connected?

"Not to diminish respect was all started by the memory of my great-grandmother!" wirasti said, noting. If then sinyo Morris appealed to none other because of the role of his great grandmother until the sinyo entity Morris dragged in the circle of self-interest with his great-grandmother.

"It's hard to believe, isn't it?"

"Astral nature and ***** are not intellectually digestible, just need to be understood even by those who are frequency, that is!"

"No need to extend yeah?"

"The emergence of an entity, connected and so on all that .. absurd!"

"I think it's stupid!"

"No one wants to talk apee!"

"Shortly, no debate!"

Huh, this time what was thought by Wirasti related to the emergence of the hybrid entity? he absolutely cannot tolerate the behavior of not having any of it. It was truly unacceptable for his internal ancestors to be treated so disrespectfully. Is that why Wirasti treats the sinyo Morris entity in a way jutek even dialogue ketus not playing, he thought if there was still one more opportunity? oops, what else do you want to do?