The Clairvoyance Wirasti

That old woman?

Since the appearance of the old woman? instinct Wirasti as if to say he is the ruler of the territory around his residence, especially even though only the inner language has shown that himself?

"Living under you .. "that he said, hinting at a further meaning to him?

Wirasti's suspicions were well-founded, the female-like entity clearly pointing to one place of her existence.

Wirasti also began to piqued, "If the signal is indeed pointing there?

There are two possibilities. First ex land around here pure as a spot, because it was before this house stood as usual wherever reasonable as they had been before.

But if it points to a confession under you?" Wirasti momentarily paused his sentence, because he was thinking hard?

"Ac ... aa-pa?" next word floating?

"How, ah? where's possible?" I denied it myself, not entirely sure.

Yeah, he thinks he needs some proof that's as precise as a conjecture? at least historically the location where he lived he knew approached a truth.

Until there Wirasti silenced, it does not seem to know what to say let alone?

Wirasti Gestur also seems to show anxiety? momentarily tilting the head, bending the forehead, while then raising the shoulders.

The sky was a tinge of orange, as Wirasti slowly descended the steps towards the lower floors of the local second floor where the lecture took place. While continuing to swing the steps across the parking lot, until approaching the motor maticnya.

The afternoon that had appeared to start rumbling in the evening made Wirasti rush to go home, someone patted his shoulder from the back.

"Hey, Race?"

Wirasti almost jumped, the perfume of his mind was not focused.

The greeting of someone made him shocked half to death, understand the surrounding situation before deserted.

"Oh, emphh .. hey?" reply, nervous.

Demi who was nearby someone who had greeted him, Wirasti also turned around with a friendly smile.

"Don't see you?"

"Eh, ii ... Ii-yes!"

"How are you?"

"Eh, yes, well,"

Gosh gosh? is this Wirasti when someone is called?

Oh, no! of course not! Wirasti will only be that big if he is out of focus or, emphh?

"Ehem?"

"Why? why?"

Wirasti directly throbbing, could be directly salting! yes, wrong behavior. Oops, parties?

"Who greeted you, miss?"

The Wirasti reflex raised his shoulders, while hearing at the grin.

Cool young man different study program, he's a Civil Engineering kid on the same campus. Wirasti was once very impressed, but hunted people? well you!

Gosh gosh? both of his cheeks immediately reacted like boiled crabs? well, what's going on?

Rushing after making small talk, Wirasti was polite but still overwhelmed with nervousness and decided to leave.

Wirasti is not the type that is sintered and flexible every time facing others, the introvert character is more dominant.

Till? not every meet people if not because they are familiar, do not expect to melt in every interaction or chat.

For example, what just happened, someone who greeted him earlier? will be able to make Wirasti die style, ups?

"Don't just make both of your cheeks instantly flushed like a boiled crab," makjleb quipped?

What article? someone had once filled the grille of a piece of his heart?

"Ah, no! no already!" wirasti hurriedly brushed it off.

In the corner of the parking lot Wirasti turned on his matic machine very hastily, yeay like he was being chased by a demon!

Orange color that began to slip dim it signifies the sun almost sunk into the contest, Wirasti did not want to look back.

His beloved Matic also drove nimble occasionally to avoid traffic jams.

Although riding the second wheel sometimes have to run fast, "Why try?" protest his little heart, as if not dear to one life?

"Emang elo have double lives what? riding a motorcycle is like being chased by a demon!"

Wirasti reflex also reduces the speed of maticnya, let alone the road in the direction to the area where he lived in addition to starting to quiet, there are some steps and cornering will certainly inhibit the rate of maticnya.

Adzan's voice from a distance. Evening rendang began to fall, the journey to his home was still about fifteen minutes away.

Then the vehicle even though two directions when entering at dusk, has begun to decrease. Sometimes it looks empty, rush hours are past.

Luckily Wirasti only followed the lecture schedule until the afternoon limit, that means it will not be overnight on the road because the distance is almost twenty-five minutes from home to campus.

****? owh, the Wirasti reflex lowers the speed. Once stunned, when the maticnya reached the first climbing area and there the road cornering sharply as well.

In the afternoon? the lights on are bright? suddenly that caught his sight in unison, as if something was deliberately cutting the way?

Wirasti was completely in shock, even though he had pressed both handbrakes, the sound of his brakes screeching sharply without the jaws of his matic wheel was forced to stop suddenly, almost making him topple!

In the almost upturned condition earlier, Wirasti immediately pulled his bike on the side of the road.

The surroundings are very quiet, far from the residential area. The right left of the road is only a garden along the uphill road and a sharp cornering.

The situation around it is getting dark, the feeling of was was definitely there. Normal if Wirasti had been gripped, especially in an unwanted situation encountered unexpected things.

A long time before when driving suddenly as if someone wants to stop?

"Where nearly toppled," he snorted.

"In the middle of a deserted road?" gerutu.

Damn again? I don't know, that involved? Wirasti felt a bit of shock after realizing the shadow somehow? has cut off the road.

A few moments later Wirasti revives his matic, while trying to strengthen his guts.

"Damn it, almost to be grazed!" grunts are not happy. A moment of realising that something had made him almost toppled over?

Yes, as if someone was blocking him on the first climb and when almost to the corner.

Without him knowing? actually there is something, another energy whose power may be stronger without the knowledge Wirasti has stalked him as he departs from home.

When? almost someone hurt him. That stronger power plays its part, I swear!

Who her? Wirasti itself is still covered with various question marks.

Arrive home, after the mahrib. Enter the village that is no less quiet with the road axis of the village, Wirasti must indeed begin to learn to thicken his guts.

Since the family moved to the location of the new settlement, the surrounding area is still a garden and the plots are still empty.

Where the lighting of street lights along the entrance area of the village where he lived, minimal. Can you imagine the darkness surrounding the area?

"Umphh," snorted Wirasti just sharpen his eagle eyes focus forward, uneven road conditions make him afraid to lose driving balance!

Arrived on the first block, because the area where he lived consisted of three blocks, even though there were several houses between the blocks? exactly the area where he lived was not a single neighbor.

When did you have a neighbor? yes, at least one land plot built a house and soon had one new neighbor?

"Hopefully not just a dream," Wirasti once realized that living somewhere had at least one or two neighbors.

When he arrived at the front of the house, the chest-high iron gate was still clenched and Wirasti came down from his matic.

Strangely so? the gate that looks still clenched seems to open by itself, "Who?" he thought, because trying to daze no one.

Wirasti's feelings were immediately unpleasant!

Without a second thought Wirasti then hurriedly pushed his matic into the courtyard of the house, this time increasingly was was was was.

"Assalamualaikum," Wirasti deliberately raised his voice, arriving at the door of the living room after his matic was inserted in the pavilion room.

From the main room, it was her mother's voice. "Greetings mayor, the clock just entered the house?" reprimand mom, looks while still wearing mukena. Apparently he just finished praying mahrib.

"Yes, mom!" balas Wirasti's.

"Follow the new schedule, the return couldn't be earlier now.

"From today onwards during this semester the schedule has been effectively using the new schedule all,"

"Will I go home a little late?"

"Yes, I think so ma'am!"

"Be careful" said the mother, there was a worrying impression of her daughter. Wirasti just nodded.

Wirasti immediately entered his room after taking off his canvas shoes and storing his new jacket, all of which he could keep in the pavilion room while keeping his matic there.

Until the night, even the day is getting late? in his room Wirasti is still covered with various question marks for oddity after strangeness even though its nature is still small-scale but does not fail to make it, rather shock?

"I've never experienced anything like this before" Wirasti said, unable to hide his sudden anxiety for a reason.

His intuition immediately led to one circumstance, "Villa house and spot are here," he murmured.

It is undeniable, "Everything starts from here .. "Wirasti said but was not mocking!

"Or, or? yeah, since our move to this house? does it all start here?"

"We're not doing anything? but why, can not coexist ... " Wirasti seemed reluctant to continue his sentence, even puffing himself in such a way as not to sniff his heart as he wished.

Oh, my God, Wirasti has a new memory? that he had been visited by the guard of the territory, especially the area of the villa house was none other than their spot. Wirasti is so!

"Oh, aa ..a-do you?" Wirasti suddenly felt nervous!

Shown back, the old woman?

The instinct caught by her that grandmother resembled the attached mak?

"I'm sure he's a pure entity, not like them like the qorin." said Wirasti, not pretentious!

"If the entity could be hundreds of years old on average" Wirasti pointed out, the more certain it was about the old woman.

Late that night? while Wirasti began his routine activities on the front of his writing desk while the half-bureau writing desk was filled with laptops, a number of files and various other piles of paper including in one corner appeared the printer ready on!

Wirasti seems to be made busy with his busload of assignments in various courses, everything seems scattered on his writing desk.

Uh, from another angle? did you know, from now on without knowledge Wirasti seems to continue to observe the activities that Wirasti is doing?

Well, where does Wirasti know and care?

Due to too complicated is struggling with a piece of his college assignment. A little will never be thought of, other than tomorrow morning all the tasks must be run tonight.

That old woman? will never go, especially if only just displaced because of the Wirasti family? the waiter, the dedengkot, the keeper of the territory, he will forever be baurekso and the location of the residential house is indeed the wingit spot!