
What then? if there is a figure not far from the table where he was busy enjoying the Japanese restaurant dish, did Wirasti realize? that figure? uniform dress that is difficult to recognize when compared to generally uniform worn level, "My feeling of recognizing uniform like that? but, where are you?" lontar Wirasti was filled with question marks. Foreign figure? freaky? not easily recognized by him. Oh, who is he?
"Who?"
Yeah, who is he? god, all those minutes? even been a minute ago? "Emphh, what am I doing?" regret Wirasti, because only realized at the last minute when he ... sluurrpp?
Chocolate avocado juice is so delicious sucked hot afternoon? when the sun is above the sea. Sipping full of delights? is it with a straw that the sound?
Sluurpp!
A sluurpp?
Avocado juice with a line of chocolate circles, previously Wirasti felt the need to stir slowly. Keep his hand holding a straw and keep stirring it so that the milk chocolate taste blends with the avocado juice.
In the outdoor area, Wirasti sits relaxed after melicin set a serving of beef teriyaki seasoning complete with white rice pulent plus a bowl of fried capcay, uhhlalaa delicacy which you deny miss?
"Alhamdulillah," the inner Wirasti, but without realizing it had a voice.
The hotter day is getting hotter, the outside looks and feels very hot. The reflection of the asphalt road also felt the air around becoming more sultry than before, Wirasti looked up. The sky turns blue, a thin sweep of clouds appears from the outdoor and the place is still relaxed there.
Psstt, that someone? same with her in the middle of the serileks? sitting in a corner position somewhat avoided from the view and then tares, or? only he could see it clearly there?
Wirasti made sure that only he could see it? "Who?" his mind guessed carefully. How could someone dress a little too well? "Where are the uniforms again?" he thought he continued to observe at a distance so as not to arouse suspicion.
"Umphh, khaki uniform?" murmured Wirasti, the feeling is already bad!
The shitt? his inner gaze is a few seconds of distraction from something, not physical vision? except the surroundings seemed to be dislocated!
"What is this place?" the thrill is full of questions, the mall area was an instant become another sight. That broad? it resembles a big building, "Factory?" he thought while continuing to wonder.
"I'm not a native" he denied, yeah? he is indeed not the son of the local alias of citizens or natives. He was only a newcomer, Wirasti since childhood brought his parents to different provinces and settled in the suburbs of small towns district.
"Here, there must be a history of the area here .. "guess it, try to make sure.
Wirasti was more astonished, when his search arrived at one or two locations? yes, it is still in the area but the clock direction is 15.00 pk. Wirasti also shifted his steps, his feelings felt so.
A, another sight? as he remembered it was a rubanah or a basement. From the top of the surface where his feet rest appear only in the form of cement mounds that are cast strongly. But, Wirasti's steps are approaching!
Quickly his intuition said, "A bunker?"
Oh my God, it's a bunker!
Seen in the view of his inner eye there are some that are seen there, "One, two?" spelling Wirasti while staring around.
A huft? especially this? strange allegations also infiltrated. Could it be that he was being dragged back by the magical visuals that came back? strangely again in broad daylight he caught the clue figure of an entity in khaki uniform? "Not wrong, from the era of Dai Nippon!" his guess leads there.
How quaint? Wirasti is still astonished. For him such a thing was like an unreasonable leap at all, although he often experienced strange events that forced him to sharpen his extra vision without his energy as if sucked by it had made him limp!
Suddenly he was dizzy, almost mules were suddenly accompanied by nausea. That is innate himself every touch or connect with something from another dimension without prior preparation, know-know nongol just like that?
When he got carried away, and experienced a flip? a condition that vibrates and requires him to follow the circumstances, he means so.
Yeah, you know where it's been? or, sometimes just seeing one other sight of a vibes? or it could be like meeting people he doesn't know at all, like that!
Wirasti shook his head, more on one gestur shook his head slowly. Is he still full of wonder? just above the surface of the ground that he incandescent not how far only a few inches from the surface of the bunker lip?
Wirasti sharpened the vision of his inner eye, which was tracing deep into? "Huh?" shouts, surprised?
Psstt, what are you doing that's grazing danger, you know? a sentence that jolts and shakes his guts. Hey, does it keep its guts shrinking? Wirasti pressed his lower lip by slowly clenching and then slowly receded to the back.
Wirasti could not shake his shock in an instant, quickly coming out of insecurity. His turning eyes that amaze the person were flickering, for a moment he felt like a flickering.
Wirasti stunned, in the same position a few minutes ago?
Still with the condition of himself sitting but not as relaxed a few minutes ago? Wirasti rubbed his face slowly, his feelings as if rumbling? his mind started to unsettle, the sweet-talking young lady looked a little nervous.
"Ah, elo anyway?"
Wirasti!
"Often in contact with the blood!"
"What?" exclaim Wirasti, not happy. Shit right? been told, privates?
Wirasti feeling so want to mebek, too often indeed himself or anyone with the ability it seems to have always been the target of stigma does not please the heart especially so. Their evil assumptions? I don't know on what basis? apriori, antipathy, which he mentioned they do excessively fall even seem to be haters.
Especially sometimes? maybe he means yes joking but he thinks it's too much, "Nyindir very, very ugly!" throw it in with a bete face!
"Try it sometimes some say, those who are indigo should be in ruqyah!"
"Whatuh? every day befriend the devil!" the insinuation is very subtle.
Stopit! "Shut up! shut up on the, I shut up the mouth of the useless elo bucket!" Wirasti can be urinated directly. We have our own lives, right?
As a result, Wirasti rarely mengubris people's speech, especially when it comes to the ability of the extras, "Just try if for example themselves are capable, is it still koar-koar that indigo kudu diruqyah? damn it!" gusar Wirasti it feels like the pep nge-hiihh is a person?
That afternoon? Wirasti left the outdoor food court at the end of the magnificent mall building in the city center. Maticnya also slowly left the parking lot at the back of the building, broad daylight? is there anything that follows him without him knowing?
Stay home for a few minutes? oops, err about 25-30 minutes if without drama jams on the road! mahfum small town that began to be crowded with various vehicles both two-wheeled and four-wheeled, actually if the local government is willing to invest then membergeber progress urban planning. At least there's a fly over? maybe the congestion that becomes a classic complaint will be slightly resolved?
"Ah, dear my area is not that smart!" wirasti Sesal.
All day till afternoon? Wirasti who is still in a condition free from the routine schedule of study activities because he had several days ago had taken the semester exam, the semester exam, automatic activities on the campus were vacuum except just pacing to take care of registration for the following semester. That's why Wirasti more relaxed and free to do anything at will without being depressed by the schedule ngampus!
One of them was yesterday afternoon, he was unwilling to go refresh himself? oops, but no! in fact, the santuy event that he hoped even led to an impression? distracted something precisely at the location of himself intends refreshing earlier.
A figure, or an entity? looks like it. He accidentally met in the corner of the outdoor food court, whether he immediately collapsed or somehow the story. Know-how to give impression or memory forced Wirasti thrown into its dimension in the period or time. The most obvious clue, when the scene flip know-how is already near the location of the bunker!
"I thought it was giving, clue!"
"That bunker location,"
"Newly I know in the mall area turned out to be a large building, had a bunker built anyway!"
"Obviously it happened in Japanese times," pointed out Wirasti not origin, given some facts revealed. A soldier who was scattered? a visual bunker?
"Romusha's work?" wirasti felt to the point that it hurt so much! especially if it is not hard work without wages with the stakes of their lives, in some circumstances the romusha workers story plagues forest, making way for KA including building bunkers to hide from allied attacks.
"Not yet have the youths been sent to the front to help the fight against the Asia-Pacific?" bring Wirasti, just imagine the taste already, ngap!
Ironic, how pathetic. Curious arise over the visual that he considered soldiers scattered from his flock? "Why should he? where are the others?" thought Wirasti, asbal?
"Ah, bodo very!" thought again. Wirasti hurriedly inched away, it was already a long day. Didn't feel like an hour and a half? even more? he had been sitting at the table couple on the outdoor corner of a food court!
Out of the food court of his choice earlier, Wirasti traversed along the front hall of the complex of several food courts that lined the second floor of the mall building. Wirasti continued down towards the ground floor, rushing towards the parking lot.
His beloved Matic took him away, leaving the former mall building many decades ago recorded in the ink history of the area where he lived? as, hm resembles the killing field!
Wirasti seemed to get that kind of impression in a short time!
Since arriving home until a few days later? "Not without interruption!" clearly Wirasti, related to the oddity that appeared satronizing himself in the food court during broad daylight yesterday?
Wadidaw, once? Wirasti felt though disturbed no doubt he felt, added again? that so? "Yes, add the experience!" point at.
Between having to test your guts and going to bag some experience, that's for sure!
Ls it? Wirasti also stretched out his hands in the afternoon wind blowing a bit hard through the half-open shutters, and a transparent figure with lightning was also carried by the gusts of wind into his room. How did Wirasti realize something was being followed?