The Forgotten Sins
That figure
He looked down deeply, remembering the events before something happened that made him almost dead, starting from the turmoil in his mind when the teacher patted Ryan's shoulder and himself perrsisi as before. But, that silent scream was not something natural.
So what to explain and how?
“Arna, What is it??” Reeko urged because he did not get an answer.
Arna was still silent for a long time trying to string up the words and Reeko stopped pressing. With a breath he said,
“Arna, I understand you miss your family. But..,” Arna looked at Reeko's expressionless face as if she felt his sadness.
Reeko sighed and Rezon continued his words.
“You still have us here, we are your family now Arna.” The words shook his entire body.
“At least think we are so.” Continue Reeko wistfully as he held back the crying.
Arna gripped the blanket she was wearing with both hands.
“I..” Arna closed her eyes tightly and immersed herself into the soft mattress underneath.
“Mother, Father, Sister..” Call Arna in a heart full of deep cuts.
With their names in mind, he hoped that the message would reach the afterlife and everything would return to its original state, but it would never happen. For the dead shall always die, and the living shall live. Reeko clasped Arna's hand just to say,
“We are here, and will always be by your side.”
Rezon sat beside him, laying hands on Reeko and lined with the hands of Axton who had just fallen silent. They looked at each other, dialogued in a mute gesture, then Reeko walked away sitting on a chair. Shortly after, the state of the silent room, the whereabouts of the four children disappeared into the night.
The reddish rays of the sun emanated gracefully through the window of the room that did not have to be closed overnight, because of the light, Arna was moved from her sleep then wriggled to remove the stiff all over the body. When he opened his eyes, Rezon was sleeping in his right side and Reeko was also asleep, after looking at their faces, he flicked the blanket on his body with a sense of laziness.
“Last night, real wasn't it?” picnick.
Not getting a cool answer, Arna gave up and shook her head slowly followed by her footwork to clean up.
Yesterday night was like a dream for her, Ana's parents never taught her to kill or even avenge any simple bad deed. So where does such bloodthirsty and penance come from? Since childhood Arnawa was indeed a class hero, fighting with kakel is not something foreign anymore. But never once He fights for trivial affairs or satisfying napsu alone, often He is challenged to a fight but the invitation is always firmly rejected by him. It was done solely because he did not want to disappoint both parents and troubled Brother Rabka. Is it because of their absence that Arna need not feel guilty if he has to violate the teachings and accept the desire to shower the perpetrators of terror with their own blood?
Cold water made his body stiffen instantly and realized from daydreams.
“Sialaaan!!” He gritted his teeth.
“I don't understand, it's too complicated.” Her feet stepped out of the bathroom while drying her hair with a towel.
In front of the closet he said to himself.
“Whatever the answer I wish the best.” The little mirror on the door of the closet casts its shadow, but the doubt that radiated there makes his belief disappear.
“But, can I do it?” screeches of his soul echoed, urging the muscles to work hitting the closet door.
“WHAT CAN I DO?!” He said while sticking his head and banging on the door of the closet many times, lucky both friends were not disturbed by the noise and remained focused on the dream world.
SRASS…
The sound of the friction of the leaves returned his consciousness to the surroundings. With a mind filled with question marks Arna approached the window to see the origin of the sound. But before he could hold the window frame, a shadow that drove as fast as lightning flashed in front of him exactly as it did in the mother's study. Arna's curiosity worked, without thinking twice He jumped from the window chasing the shadow that had disappeared somewhere. Arna ran to follow the will of his mind, while sharpening Indra read the movements around like he had done to read Kak Gan's movements during the fight. In the garden his steps came to a halt due to a masked figure.
“Who are you?!” Arna asked rudely considering the mob that kidnapped the mother all used masks.
The figure was silent fixed on the pose of his body, leaning against the mast of the building with two hands folded in front of his chest and one foot tracing the pole.
“What is your goal to be here?” Ask again with a more pressed voice.
The wind blew above shaking the tops of the trees, leaves falling around them. With the rest of the mysterious figure moved to catch the leaf with two fingers, a movement that had made Arna increase his level of vigilance.
“Do not move!”
But the figure ignored his warning, instead his hand moved holding the mask.
Apparently bluffing is not the right thing for the mysterious figure in front of him, the mysterious hand moves again, this time to open the mask. Arna felt her whole body fighting, between the desire and fear of seeing the face of the figure in front of her who might also be the perpetrator of the abduction of the mother.
TRACKS..
The mask dropped and saw a teenage boy who made his eyes unable to blink. He looked at Arna with a cold smile.
“Sister Axton?!” Arna cried in disbelief.
“What-is this?” his mind is mixed.
Axton just stood there, just to make sure it was really Axton He took a step closer, but something sharp and fast just passed next to his ear.
“What?” he thought while looking back.
It turned out to be just a leaf, but look what happened, the leaf stuck in the trunk of the pine tree right behind it.
“Kak.” Arna looked at Kak Axton's hand that was empty, it turned out that it was a leaf that had just fallen and was captured by Kak Axton earlier.
“What does.” mean.
“What are you waiting for?” Axton spoke calmly to Arna who immediately gawked.
“Forward.” Continue but Arna is not at all.
“What do you mean sister?” arna asked, for the second time Axton just smiled and moved his four fingers inside.
“APA?” inner Arna but He began to understand the meaning of Brother Axton
“Hiaaaaa!!” He shouted as he ran towards Axton with fists clenched in the air.
At first, Axton was just silent as he would receive Arna's fist raw, but when the distance of Arna's hand and Kak Axton's body only stayed a few cm he disappeared.
“Where?” Thought Arna.
Something filled his shoulder from the right, with the nimble motion of an eagle He twisted the body and flapped right. But the result is nil, the kick just hit the air.
“This is the same technique as belongs to Kak Gan.” Her thought. “So, how to handle it is also the same. Air vibration!” He closed his eyes to sharpen his hearing.
“Rear!” Excited while elbowing towards the back and turning quickly, again the result was empty.
When he was still amazed by the situation, something surprised him.
“What are you looking for?” The freezing cold voice made her fur of romance stand.
Arna turned back immediately launching an attack, but it was empty.
“I'm here Arna.” Said Axton, with his little knife Arna slashed back.
“What the hell is this?”
It has happened many times, when He attacked in the right direction Axton Kak vanished like a ghost. Now his breathing was already irregular and sweat fell between his eyebrows.
“Arna.” Call Brother Axton whispering right behind his neck.
"Crazy, his breathing sucks my soul!" Thought Arna was just venting her goosebumps.
“Hiaaa!!” Arna hit the wind behind.
"Missed again?"
"Hmh," The sound of laughter gave him goosebumps.
Quickly, he again launched his attack to the side. But suddenly Axton appeared behind and caught his right hand on top of his head and his left hand behind his back, as a result of which he could not move at all.
