The Lonely Wolf's
ON THE WOUND I ASK
Time to meet again and again. The shadow of a mysterious man who appears drowned in a dream, connected from one story to another. Like something that was deliberately broadcasted, it became a hot topic in the Queen's head.
Iqbal, a mysterious man who comes to be a new citizen in an educational institution where Queen channeled her talents in the field of historical subjects. The guy who has a face and all belongs to Blitar, but...
Queen rushed to the office, leaving behind a stack of her books...
“Iqbal...?!”
Buk Riswati, a teacher of geography studies, stared at Queen. “What's Bu?” disturbed's reprimand.
“Where is that new teacher?” along with the end of the Queen's speech, the one in search appeared at the door.
Eh...”ada what Mom? Search Saiya..”
Queen turned her body looking towards the door. “Who? I'm looking for Mr. Iqbal.”
“...it Saiya..”.
The man named Iqbal looked astonished to see the Queen who was beginning to be confused. The man stepped worriedly past the Queen who was standing tight.
“What's Bu?”
Considering the treatment of Queen so far who did not hesitate to hit even rebuke her violently Iqbal chose to be more careful in speaking.
“Not you! I'm looking for Mr. Iqbal, the new math teacher...”.
“That's me, which mom accuses of stalking it me.”
The man named Iqbal looked at Queen. “Iya, Queen, she Iqbal..” Indri chimed in Iqbal, “there are how many Iqbal here?” indri said again.
“Not this one, but Iqbal that looks a lot like Bli..”.
Iqbal whose face is almost like a betel on the two sides if in parallel with Blitar that is meant by Queen.
Queen initially looked for Iqbal to make sure Iqbal had the same tattoo as Blitar. But then Queen is rendered powerless by reality. Iqbal did not have the face he had seen in several meetings. Even this Iqbal has a face inversely proportional, there is absolutely no resemblance to Blitar.
“Astagfirullah alazim,” Queen rubbed her face many times, ensuring her eyesight.
“Queen, what's the matter? Since that incident you have been weird.”
Indri approached Queen who looked troubled.
“Some days I saw you look like someone. Accusing you harshly. So, it is not you who are wrong, it turns out my eyes are wrong.”
The Queen retreated until her body felt stuck on the table, sitting with a pierced breath, sick. His head was suddenly very dizzy, the earth was spinning randomly.
Astagfirullah alazim...
Queen pressed her chest, staring at Iqbal who instantly reached her limpid body.
“Bu... The queen! rest first..”
The voices are grunting in Queen's ears, “have I gone mad?” he said stamped, “can it? Can anyone help me,”
IN THE LIGHT ROOM. The man's eyes were empty and sharp as if piercing the heart. Queen's initially normal heart rate becomes faster.
Dug...! dug's...! dug's...!
The figure curled up in the corner of his room drenched in blood imprinted wounds everywhere was as if recognized by the Queen, but who...? "That's what?" His words were stammered and frightened...
The blood-soaked body stared at the Queen with pleading eyes.
“Si..si....who?”
The body was limped trying to get up. His hand reached for the Queen with a small call.
“Queen..ini me..”.
The man called the Queen. Dark-brown skinned thin body with long messy hair, full-fledged sideburns, like a madman.
“Si..si...who? You Who?!”
Queen retreating away. The scent of blood-piercing nose rancid mixed with a stinging stench.
“Ibuuuu...!”
Queen flinches! looking around. He is in the UKS. Apparently he's asleep.
There was no one in the room except a pile of books and medical equipment.
Heeeem... Queen muttered softly. Just dreaming.
In haste Queen tidied up her clothes and hijab that seemed messy. Then step out to the teacher's room to say goodbye immediately.
"Mom, are you okay?" a man who knew Queen stood worriedly at the door. A glass of water in his hand he thrust. "Drink,"
Queen hesitates at first, but her throat does feel dry, as if she ran thousands of miles forcing her to accept Iqbal's kindness. How humiliating! Thought in silence.
"Sit down, I want to talk." The simple man who had been told mysteriously by the Queen thrust a wooden chair at the Queen. "It's a good step for you to tell me a little bit, who knows I can help."
Queen sat down, but she did not change her flat facial expression. Just look at Iqbal, Queen is reluctant.
"What's this mother? Some times we meet mother like someone who is being disturbed by supernatural beings. Even yesterday it was, I could see for real, there was a dark aura behind mom."
The queen snorted a little annoyedly mixed with less delight.
"What do you see? A ghost? Genesis creatures? Or is my brain wrong?!"
"Mom, open your heart a little, let's discuss."
Queen did not answer what Iqbal said, her eyes were hot. "Do you know what I'm going through?"
Indri joined the chat. Pulling the chair slowly so that his voice does not admire the concentration of Iqbal and Queen chat. Although Indri does not know the world of magic, but Indri also can not deny the behavior of Queen who turned strange lately. "Try telling us, who knows we can help mom,"
"I am being destroyed and destroyed! My son is gone! my husband had an affair and I was chasing after the shadow of an astral creature!"
Hix... Hikss ..hiks...
Queen sniffles...
Huaaaa...
Finally broke the Queen's cry in front of her friends. The heavy weight was not lifted anymore. In the arms of Indri Queen continued to vent her momentary emotions to tears.
