The False Life of Akira

homicides

" *Mo-mo ! I will definitely get revenge !" Akira's oath was hateful but there was no response at all.

Rubbing momi's eyes to close akira crying in silence her best friend died in her arms.

After almost 30 minutes now the place was still filled with civilians, the arrival of the police dispersed everyone . Momo's body was brought in for autopsy and Akira held onto the paper Momo gave her before.

The police kept asking the same question but Akira hung down with a blank look.

" What do you want, sir?" Flat talk akira.

The policeman narrowed his eyes to the end of his lips.

" I have to take the lady away ! As a suspect in this murder!!"the police said that they were reversing Akira's question.

" I'm not the killer...

" Uncle Ron, hasn't this been investigated from the beginning?" A young man appeared and cut the flow of the conversation. Her plaintiff put on Akira's jacket hood to cover her face the young man looked at the old policeman who was still flustered to make a decision.

" But young master_-" his remark was cut off.

" Are my words now unsettled?" The young man patted the policeman on the shoulder.

Akira walked away from there he had not seen the child's face but had disappeared making the teenager who helped him silence.

" What good are the cops? When you're still lulled into the treasures of corruption,"

Akira stops his steps as his two hands wring each other with heartache, hatred and resentment all mixed in.

Oemuda who was beside her was speechless seeing Akira's departure.

" My name is tsubaki" the young man quietly muttered.

*****

Akira paid no heed to the heavy rain that was pouring down on his body. Thunder and lightning interlocking together made a stirring sound throughout the forest region.

The tall tree blocked the moonlight, the bad voice of the crow was like a song and anangilan for himself to the tomb.

His flying bad crow as if to welcome him.

Her hands placed a large bouquet of flowers on the only tomb that was in the depths of the bamboo forest, her body sloshing limp while reading the name of the gravestone" momo" the name is engraved in a tombstone under the ground that is still wet.

Akira's body rests on the new headstone" Momo I've been investigating," now pisiy they turn to each other.

" I already know the consequences of your death momo!

And that letter that you left to Agura I read but I'm still lonely. ." Akira. His face was drowned both lutunya rain water soaked his body did not make him afraid to be alone in the tomb surrounded by bamboo forests and large trees.

" Momo I'm lonely!!!"

The rush of rain and the wind in the dark night do not make fear of Akira. He just wanted to visit Momo to complain.

" I'm basically using other people's body parts

I killed her!

But momo should be happy there?

Leave everything to me..."

Akira held onto his chest whose tears kept flowing unbearably like a stream.

" Momo see you . .!" Akira said mrmori together with momi recorded in his brain like a film that continues to spin in memory.

The blank look of Akira ushered himself through the dirty picture book, the night and the sound of wolf howls did not make the feeling of fear*.