The Little Vampire Belongs to Mr. William.

The Little Vampire Belongs to Mr. William.
Dreamlike.



Part 08's


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William who was just ready to take a shower walked into his room with his hair still wet. William splashed his body with wet hair.


William stared at the ceiling of the room, “I still wonder which Devil took Rossa's life. Obviously it was not a human act.” William muttered who kept thinking hard.


William closed both of his eyes. When William was asleep, he entered a dreamland.


...Dreams....


...😴😴...


Suddenly William was in the middle of the forest with a very dense fog covering the entire place where he was standing. William continued walking with a hand that tried to get rid of any fog that blocked his path.


As William continued walking, he heard a woman's voice saying.


...“Come back. You can't continue your footsteps if you keep going. You will not be able to return.”...


After saying that the fog disappeared from William's sight. But what is seen is around a very deep abyss.


William lowered his head gazing towards the abyss, “In once.” William murmured one step back.


William looked up at the ceiling filled with black clouds just above his head, “Women. Why don't you talk again, I'm now where and how can I get away from this place.” William shouted very loudly.


From the brink William saw a woman wearing a light blue dress with long hair in neat braids and roses tucked from each braid.


William made his gaze clear and tried to find out who the woman was, but the woman's face was blocked by a very thick haze.


The woman turned her body.


“You must wake up and take care of Dinda Arista for me, immediately wake up from this nightmare before she comes to take your soul.”


After saying that, the woman disappeared.


William did not realize anything, nor did he know that behind his body was a man in a black robe and hand holding a long stick with the end of a stick decorated with red crystals.


“I should have done something like this.” The man wearing the robe then stretched out his hand pushing William's body.


William turned around and tried to reach for the man's robe, but unfortunately his hand did not reach until he plunged into a very deep abyss.


...Wake up from a dream....


...🙁...


Arista was shaking William's body with tears constantly flowing, “Uncle. You have to wake up.” Arista holds William's hand, “Uncle your palm is very cold, you have to wake Uncle.” Arista embraced William's body with teardrops falling right on William's cheek.


William opened his eyes with sweat soaking all over his body and clothes. Then raise his right hand and place it on his back hair by gently stroking.


“You why cry.” Said William who tried to calm down with his hands still trembling and his breath still looks tired.


Arista hugged William's body tighter, “Finally Uncle woke up too.” Arista sat next to William's body still lying on the bed.


William sat with a breath that still looks tired looking at Arista's face, “You why came here, did you not sleep.”


Arista got up and stood beside the bed, “Did Uncle not know if it was morning.” Arista walked towards the window of the room and revealed the window cloth that was still closed. “See.”


William lowered his head with his right palm placed on his forehead.


Who is the woman in my dreams.


That woman looks so familiar.


That's not important.


The most important thing is that I can still breathe and stand next to Arista to take care of her.


William muttered inwardly as he looked at Arista who was standing in front of the window.


Arista turned body, “Does Uncle remember if it's night, what night?” arista asked with footsteps walking closer to William's bed.


William uncovers a blanket located on his lap quickly he stands, “Moon simplicity.” William is approaching Arista, “You must get ready.”


Arista frowned, “Make what?” ask her with a plain face.


With his hands still clasping Arista's arms and footsteps continuing to walk towards the dining room, William frowned.


Why can I forget that tonight is a lunar eclipse.


I have to protect Arista.


I'm sure the cause of Rossa's death has something to do with Arista.


Who exactly is Arista.


After breakfast, I had to rush to the city to find clear information about Arista.


William muttered as he looked at Arsita who was beside him.


William and Arista's footsteps stopped in front of the dining table. William pulled the chair that Arista usually sat in. “Sit. I'll prepare breakfast for you soon.”


Arista sat with a gaze that stared at William's departure towards the kitchen.


What you are hiding from me.


Why does Uncle look so anxious.


While sleeping he was also delirious with a very cold body and hands.


Is he having a bad dream or is there something else that is troubling his mind.


I need to know everything quickly.


Inner Arista with a nodding head.


10 Minutes later William came up with both hands holding 1 serving of Omelette each.


Arista applauds, “Hemm! Fragrance once.” Said Arista with a face that looked cute.


William smiled as he put 1 serving of Omelette in front of Arista, “Eat a lot.” William stepped both of his legs and sat in the main seat.


After finishing breakfast, William stared at Arista's face with his hands holding a tissue and cleaning his lips.


“I want to go to the city because there are some items that I will buy. As long as I go to the city, you should practice swords very earnestly. And one more! If by sunset I don't come home, you have to lock all the doors and windows. Do not open it and do not accept just anyone into the house. Do you understand.” William asked with a very serious voice and gaze.


Arista just bent his eyebrows, “Paham.” Her mouth was short with a face expression that looked unhappy.


After saying like that, William stood up, “I'm leaving now, you don't be naughty today and don't rebel.” With both feet stepped out of the dining room table.


Arista who was still sitting on the dining table chair turned his face, “Why he didn't kiss my forehead.” Arista Mumbles slowly.


Arista stand, “Uncle.” And ran up to William, “Why Uncle didn't kiss my forehead.” He said with a face that looked annoyed.


William put his right palm on Arista's head, “You are not a little girl in her 10s anymore, now you are a teenage girl who will grow up to be a girl. Now I go first, you don't be naughty and don't wander around as you like.” William turned around with lips that were smiling sweetly looking at Arista.


Arista hid her lower lip, “Bad uncle, why doesn't she want to kiss me on the forehead again. Is it because I've become a teenage girl.” Arista muttered with a sad looking face.


Arista walked up to the door of the house and closed it. After closing the door of the house, Arista continued walking towards the sword practice room. In front of the door of the sword training ground Arista sighed, “Fyuh!” then he sat for a moment.


“Why must train so hard to be an expert in holding swords, not only that as a child Uncle also taught me about martial arts. Make what it all.” Arista stood with both shoulders raised, “For martial arts it was very young, but to practice the sword was very difficult.” Arista muttered with both palms covering his face.


After the thought of the mateng and the clothes had changed into a special sword training suit, Arista walked up to pick up one of his swords located in a box made of Marble. “For Uncle.”


Arista held the handle of the sword aligned straight with both hands, with a slightly bent body, right foot forward and left foot slightly backward.


“Hiaaahh!”


Arista began to play the sword, to the left, straight down. Then he recalled what William had learned.


“Don't forget chin, ribs and groin. Duck, twist, jump slightly, elbow, kick, and plug.” With a face that was so very emotional that instantly both eyes turned into a deep red color with pupils that turned white like milk.


With the breath and sweat flowing from the ends of the hair, to all the clothes worn by Arista.


He lay down his body on the field where he practiced the sword with both eyes that began to fade into eyeballs that returned to normal staring straight up the cover of the training ground that was partially not covered by the roof.


......Seriate.........