
"I want to see what happened to my Master and why my teacher gave me this month's Stone." cleo said by looking at the moon rocks he used for lighting while waiting for Clara behind the Palace.
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_Red and white color is your answer moon girl_
There is doubt in his heart, maybe his desire to know the cause of his teacher's death will eliminate his curiosity or even make him fall. Will the secret make it stronger or even realize despair, but if you do not know the secret of his life will always be filled with curiosity, but if you do not know the secret, his memory is still clear when many people are asked about the death of his teacher just silent in the eyes of resignation, until finally he decided to stop finding out about the death of his teacher.
In his hand held the Red Time Ball, a warm stream felt pervading his palm, as if his warmth was burning his skin slowly, as if, the intense pain spread so quickly that the feeling slowly withdrew its consciousness. His soul has now left his body, in view of his reworked times where he stood, an engraving of the name of the college is clearly visible on top of the boulder.
Cleo with a hesitant step finally began to walk into the college, the strange atmosphere because it was very quiet for a college where it should be filled with students but from all angles there was not a single student, though to his knowledge this college also became the college of all Princes of the entire Kingdom.
Krumpyang. (the sound of goods falling from the direction of the cottage that slightly went inside, the cottage with a torch 1 on the pole beside the door).
The sound made her rush closer to the cottage, trying to find a gap to see what was happening inside the hut, but the door was tightly shut. With quick thinking finally Cleo circled the house until she found a window that was slightly open, the location of the window was quite high making her have to tiptoe to peek inside.
"Not repent!! Everything you do includes the devil! How could your fellow woman take the life of another woman!" exclaimed A man who was turning his back to the window and the voice was well known to Cleo.
"**Stop lecturing me! It's all because you're an old man! My life was ruined because of your decision, so you killed that woman Not Me! " cried someone covered in a man's body inside the cottage.
"Son, I'm your father, the father who raised you, I think together with the Prince of Heaven your nature will change but his real father is wrong, he said, Your husband should know what his wife has done" the man said, walking away from where he stood.
A mature woman with her face that is not so beautiful but looks like a line of maturity as if the soul to the mother and radiated from the woman, seeing the man who incidentally is his real father wanted to tell all his crimes to the Prince of Heaven her husband, her husband, so the woman immediately picked up the dagger on the table and threw it directly at the man who was about to approach the door.
Wuuus... Jamb...
"I don't care even if you're MY DAD! For me only the throne matters to me, and Yes Thank you for being you I can have more power than before. Goodbye Dad." exclaimed the woman who picked up the dagger that stuck in her father's chest and hurried to leave the cottage after back stabbing his father several times.
Everything Cleo saw made her tears flow just like that, the woman's departure made Cleo immediately run towards the cottage door and enter looking at the weakly drooping man drenched in blood.
"Teacher! Banguun teacher! Hix.. Please wake up Dad." exclaimed Cleo by supporting a middle-aged man who has given a lot of knowledge and also taught him to live independently even though his life is only a stick of kara.
"Son, please fulfill my last request. Uhuk. "said the man by enduring his pain.
"Don't stay I'm a teacher, I still need your guidance. Please "pinta Cleo with tears flowing.
"Teacher... "
"I leave my Daughter's responsibilities in your hands, try to be aware of my Daughter and if she's still in the Devil's trap in her heart then eliminate her.." said the man with his breathing that looked increasingly heavy.
" My teacher please hold on, I will seek your help. Please." pinta cleo with her hands tried to put her teacher's head to the floor to seek help, but unfortunately had not been able to move his teacher's head it was precisely his teacher's hand had fallen because of helpless weakness.
With trembling hands Cleo checked his nose and pulse but there was no warm sweep of his nose and a throb of his pulse, exhausted was the hope of Cleo nenolong his teacher. With a feeling of pain, destruction and disappointment made Cleo perform an oath that could not be decided by anyone, the vow of life with a blood covenant.
Sreet.. Tests.. Tests..
"I am Cleo Disciple Master Mahadev vowing to avenge every blood that flows on the day of his death and with my blood as proof." cleo said loudly and rubbed his injured finger on the Master's forehead**.
Slowly his consciousness regained interest and at his sight Clara was still silent with her serious face, King Dexter is still closing his eyes with his face covered in sweat and Prince Trish who just touched his second time Ball.
With a sense of interference in My heart, I reached out My hand back towards the white Ball of time, almost the ball of time that touched the tip of My palm, I said, but a soft hand pulled back my hand. I looked at that serious face, now looking at me sharply, really his aura as if strangling my neck.
His hand as if not allowing Me to continue searching for answers to My Questions, his eyes were so deep in Black.
"Lady Cristal please let go of my hand, There's still one Ball of time! " ask me with a weld.
"Let go! Your answer I'll tell you after we get out of this place, listen to me carefully, if you want things to not get complicated." said Clara let go of the grip of her hand and closed her eyes to see something that disturbed her mind.
Seeing that something was wrong, Cleo finally decided to budge and not continue looking for answers again even though her curiosity was still so great. But the memory that had just been seen a few seconds ago seemed to slice her heart, trying to see what happened to her lover to divert the brokenness in her heart. .
Sweat still continues to flow from the face of King Dexter, now his face looks like a waterfall like Black cliff where the rock cliffs always flow water attached to the rocks, the rocks, by pulling the end of the dress that has a scarf tie on its stomach. With the end of the shawl is now sweat on the face of King Dexter in his swab so that the sweat is not more and more but his efforts seem to be in vain.
"What happened to King Dexter? why won't the sweat stop, Lady Cristal what's wrong with my girlfriend?" ask Cleo Panic.
"Wait for Prince Trish to come back, after that I'll be clear! " replied Clara who also paid attention to King Dexter.
His clothes were now wet as if drenched in rain with his face that was like he had just been submerged in old water, not only that, Cleo's face that had become pale due to his anxiety, his eyes still keep watching King Dexter with one hand still wiping the sweat that flows on his lover's face without caring anymore with his scarf that is getting wet.