The Darkest Dream

following Instinct

Bern clucked in annoyance when he saw the caller id on his phone screen.

"Basic bully..!" his grumbling is upset. Clik. Tone of call at repulsed audible.

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Bern raised the call. "Good night commander, I hope you're not drunk right now. I don't have time to pick you up at the club' night." What an immoral sentence from a subordinate to his superior.

"You're asking to be shot dead how!!" Sent the boss from across the phone. His tone of voice was holding back angrily at Bern.

"Say where you are now! like you need more help, than to pick me up from the heavenly place of the ja*l*ang." The boss was upset. Bern could have claimed he was drunk. Really an accuser's subordinate.

"I am on my way to the future of the dignity and dignity of my little brother. So, if it doesn't really matter, I beg with all due respect. We end the conversation that will ruin my image as a real man. It's been a long weekend night, I know uncle is lonely. Find a woman, did not Miss Therna have given an emergency signal of love as a mature woman? try to be in a relationship with his uncle, you have nothing to lose. Mrs Therna will meet your expectations of a woman full of all advantages. I think she's a great woman, besides having expertise in technology. Miss Therna is also smart in the affairs of pampering the tongue and stomach. And most importantly, the woman had a larger size. His excess will make uncle asphyxiate so amazed. Good night uncle, try dating that overweight woman." Clique

Matheo stared horror at the mobile phone in his hand, which now features the wallpaper of his beloved wife.

The man growled in annoyance, if his crazy nephew were in his presence right now. He will gladly pierce the niece's tongue.

"Based on a mentally ill widower!!" matheo then fell silent. Is not himself also a widower. Matheo shook his head.

"We are not the same. I'm an honorable widower, and Bern is a widower a woman ja*l*ang." His Tukas were full of confidence. While continuing to smile staring at the portrait of the wife on her mobile phone. "I miss you, Joa. Why don't you hold on for a little while to accompany me to find your sister and nephew." A tear ran down her cheek. Remembered how hard his wife was looking for her sister. But the beautiful woman gave up on her diabetes 2 months ago.

"Daddy?" Matheo quickly wiped away the tears before turning to the child.

"What's son? why haven't you slept?" ask Matheo gently. Max's face duplicates that of the mother in the male version, which is why Matheo can never forget his wife.

"I'm thirsty, the drinking water in my room is drained by intruders.." Matheo chuckled at the child's words. The second daughter has a slightly unique character. Every night he always forgets to fill his bottle of drinking water, even though Moana is most often thirsty at midnight. And finally Maxton's room was in his loot. But his son had a heart as tender as his mother, never angry at his sister at all.

"Then why haven't you slept, and that's..?" Max pointed his chin towards the hand of the father who was holding the phone. With a probing look without him noticing.

"Daddy's still loyal to your mommy, son. She is an irreplaceable woman. You should be proud to be born to a great woman like mom." Matheo was straightforward. His son is 16 years old, a little bit understanding about adult relationships.

"Daddy is calling your cousin's sister. The kid's been getting the wrong way lately, I don't know what's gotten into his smart brain." Matheo's complaint had involuntarily poured out a small part of his obstruction of heart. If Joa used to be the one to hear all her complaints, now there is no more.

"Sir Bern is in a difficult time. Not that brother just divorced from the witch woman.maybe his heart is still not willing. Daddy knows how you treat a woman like a queen." Max said at length and sounded very wise for a child his age. He is trying to be a good listener and communication companion for his father. That way they will not worry about the presence of a stepmother. Just thinking about it, has made them plan many evil plans in the small brains of the three Matheo children. Especially if it happens. On the first day of the introduction, guaranteed, their stepmother candidates will immediately inhabit the morgue.

"You're right. But this time your brother was a little different. Do you remember when Daddy was late coming home? that night there was an ambush in the steel shed, and your brother led the ambush. And after that incident, Bern changed drastically. Often daydreaming and smiling alone in the office. The man once said, if the deputy inspector's ass, it's disproportionate. I don't know which demon took her from that old warehouse. Your brother really needs a psychiatrist's help.." Matheo let out a long sigh, while Max smiled amusedly.

"Sister is just in love dad. It's possible that there's a beautiful demon who got acquainted with her while in that barn. It wasn't that the shed was abandoned for years.." Max defends his brother.

"You have to worry about your brother's crazy behavior. Why is supporting her getting crazy." Omel Matheo then glanced at the wall clock.

"Sleep, dad is also sleepy. Tomorrow we're going on a picnic as promised by Daddy. You guys must have woken up quick." Max just nodded. His eyes were staring at the wide back of the father who looked thinner now. There is a sense of guilt for having warned her father not to marry again. But she has two younger sisters, who need the complete affection of her father. Moana's 14 and Jessy's 10. Not that he meant to be selfish, he was just thinking of his psychic sisters if the affection of the father was divided.

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Bern shuddered as his car entered the dense forest area.

"Does the one who sent me the message is the demon waiting for this forest." the monologue Bern continued to mutter in horror. But his feet still stepped on the gas pedal even though fear began to rule his mind.

Up to almost an hour drive that was enough to test the adrenaline, Bern arrived at the end of a dead end.

Actually the tracked signal did not get there, but his curiosity succumbed to fear.

"CK! just watch out if I see a madman who's lost in this forest. Dare to disturb my grey Sunday night." Omel Bern continues to walk through a path that has been planted with weeds. The light of his cellphone continues to be directed to the road that is not shaped like a road.

Bern followed where his instincts took him. Till...