The Mist of Love of the Angel

The Unforgivable Sin

The night fell spreading dark wings. Bringing a star in the sky . The night wind blew shaking the leaves.

What's your plan, Den Ayu Lestari? " Ki Dursila stared fixedly at the face of the sweet girl beside Raden Manik Suspect Sky

Ayu Lestari smiled. His narrowed eyes turned and looked at his father.

" The path of violence is impossible for us to do. Raksa with the Wind Force Swordsman and Ki Buyut Bayanaka. We know they're not random people. After all the tournament is also a royal event so we can't mess it up. That's too flashy. Use the subtle way. For example with poison or medicine" the girl smiled cunningly.

Raden Manik's face thought the Sky turned bright. He looked at his daughter with sparkling eyes. His hand stroked the other princess.

"Good capsule, knock them both out with poison. After capturing them, the death of my son Wolf must be avenged. Now he must be responsible for his death!" His face hardened. His protruding jaw was like biting a hardened lump of vengeance.

"I will regulate how the poison reaches, Ki Dursila just prepare the bone-paralysing poison or another deadly poison!" Lestari stood up and walked over to the window. He looked up at the night sky.

It was reflected in how her brother's suffering Watered the Sky. He who is crazy crazy about the beauty of Sekar and ends up crazy in the village. Death picked him up in a cry of suffering. Miserable death because of his love that did not arrive . . .

Morning time. The singing sparrows welcome the morning. The warm sun greets the jasmine flowers blooming in the garden. Sending a clear scent of morning dew at the end of the grass.

I just finished dressing up. He looked at himself in front of the mirror. His sweet smile greeted the Raksa who entered after exercising on the night.

Raksa looked at his wife while opening his mouth. His expression was like that of a person who had eaten the wrong medicine.

I know he is being teased. His lips immediately put on a pouting face. He pretended to be angry when his heart was blooming like a soda cracker.

"Take me for a walk, show me the most beautiful place that is here" Raksa hugged his wife's waist gently.

Today the tournament is closed to provide a break for participants and spectators. Therefore Raksa and Sekar will go to see the atmosphere around the tournament location.

"I don't have a place like that. What if I introduce you to someone. He's an amazing person" Sekar smiled.

"Unbelievably, is he as dashing as I am?" Raksa looks curious.

"More !" He put on a serious face.

The mercury was a little surprised. Chests rumbling. He turned around staring fixedly at Sekar's face.

"You're serious, is he ex .." Raksa looks unhappy. His blue eyes glinted withholding something that was popping his chest.

"That's how, you won't be able to replace it in my heart" Sekar spoke without caring about the flame that started to burn in the eyes of the Raksa.

"Hey ... You ..you ..!" The Raksa can't talk much. He tried to assert his anger.

Just don't care. He dragged Raksa to a place.

They came out quite far from the tournament environment. Through a small forest. Crossing a river filled with so many rocks. So much so that no land is visible.

Rocky river. It looked like a black jewel scattered beneath the rustling of the wide and shallow river water.

The Raksa continued to follow the steps. They join in a silent rhythm presented in the middle of the game of nature.

They're passing the trail. At the end of the road was a large acid tree. A tiny house stood as if a mushroom-like figure.

Raksa followed Sekar's steps. They stopped in the yard of a house that grew some cassava trees and wild taro.

Smoke billowed from the kitchen. The aroma of cooking.

Go straight to the kitchen. His steps were light without sound.

*Grandma, I'm coming!" He's standing at the door.

An old woman who was crouching in front of the fire turned her head. His myopic old eyes were amazed. As if he was dreaming.

*Sekar, are you really Sekar?" The woman was a little confused.

*

I stepped up and hugged the old woman. He did not care about the clothes full of patches and the figure of an old woman who looked dirty and dirty.

" Yes grandma, this is Sekar, sorry only now I can see grandma" Sekar's tears flowed unbearably.

He introduced the old woman. He was a waiter at his house first. When their family is devastated by the separation of his mother and father he chooses to go and live alone here.

Hearing the story of his life dismantled Sekar can only frown and several times hit the shoulders of Raksa who laughed hearing the story of Sekar.

The old grandmother looked happy. Especially after knowing that Sekar is married. She endlessly stroked Sekar's hair, just like when the little girl was still in her protection.

The old grandmother also gave a message to Raksa to take care of Sekar.

A full day of Sekar accompanied the old grandmother. He helped clean up the house. Cooking for lunch.

In the afternoon they decided to return to the inn.

Sekar and Raksa will take the old grandmother home when they return to Selendang Sakti college.

Pendekar Pecut Sakti clutches a bundle of clothes belonging to the Swatter Waves. He did not budge even if asked by the owner.

"Give me the Cowardice!" The Wave Breaker Swordsman looks to be getting upset.

"For what reason did the kakang go to Gili Lebur to meet the girl, did the kakang want to die there?" The tone of the Cement Sakti is full of question marks.

"It's none of your business, I told you it's personal, you don't even have the right to know!" The high voice of the Wave Breaker like Lightning.

Wavesbreaker Swordsman can't be honest now. He had no idea where to begin to tell the grim story of his past. The bitter past.

For years he lived while bearing the burden of his past. Holding feelings of guilt.

He once ran away like a loser. Leave the body of someone so precious to him. He used to just walk away and not explain the real events.

Now he wanted to explain everything to the girl in the red dress. Whatever risk.

Paput Sakti was silent. He seemed to be thrown in a different arena from the Waves Breaker warrior. That last sentence made him like someone who didn't know each other. There are a lot of things they have been through together.

Pain, care and pity on the figure of his best friend who is now like a dead tree.

A tree that molts is wracked by a prolonged dry season.

Shadows gleamed in his eyes how the girl in red dress looked at him. The eyes had raised up again the pain he had buried.

"Well brother, you may go but on one condition, I must come!" The Sakti whip looked at his best friend with his eyes clear.

"No, I'll go alone!" The breakwater stepped away not caring about the bundle of clothes and supplies in the hand of the Axel Sakti.

"Wait for Kakang, I'm coming, hey..!" The Sakti Cowl ran after. He kept screaming.

"What else, why are you making such a fuss?" Swordsman Breaker Wave stopped.

"I'm coming, brother!" Pecut Sakti begged.

" What's the problem, haven't you been with me since?" The waving swordsman's mischievous smile dawned on Pekut Sakti that he had been caught in a trap.

" You .. You're so happy to tease me!" The Sakti whip glared furiously. He raised his legs and acted like a little boy.

"Basic Cowardice Horse Swordsman, "Wave Breaker Swordsman running while laughing. Leaving his gawking best friend to hear his strange-sounding new title.

Sekar berkelayut spoiled on his grandfather's boat. His behavior made Raksa and Diah Pitaloka hold back laughter.

" I want to sleep here tonight with grandpa, I miss grandpa!" He's sulking.

Then how's your husband's fate, you can't let him be alone?" Ki Buyut Bayanaka tried to survive.

" Raksa's brother won't mind, after all it's just one night, he's not a kakang?" Sekar looked at the spoiled Raksa.

" It's okay grandpa, I don't mind" Raksa said Sekar's wish.

Ki Buyut Bayanaka finally could not resist. Beautiful eyes Shining. He curled up like a kitten in his grandfather's lap.

Tonight Sekar stayed in the room of the college lodging Selendang Sakti .

The Raksa sat in the room