The Mist of Love of the Angel

Jala Suffer

Redhead opens eyes. The sky first greeted him.

His back feels cold. He found himself lying on a rough pebbled ground. Slightly wet by the dew of the night that had long swarmed down.

The ground was slightly tilted, the tree trunk grew far apart. The rest is full of weeds. The roots of the protruding trees seem to rain has eroded the surface of this land.

A few steps in front of him were dozens of black figures clustered into a small horde. Some people were standing a bit away, seemingly in charge of watching the situation.

Redhead felt his head slightly throbbing. His tied hands and feet made it difficult for him to get up and move.

The little girl tried to shake. His hand and foot straps were too strong for his strength. She stopped moving after her wrists were hot and blistered.

Red Kepundung tried to recall the events that happened to him.

He was joking with the Axis Sakti when dozens of people came. Directly snatched and separated her from the Cowl Sakti.

No one noticed their arrival. It was as if they were stepping from the depths of the night.

It happened so fast. Some attackers paralyzed him. The Milky Way's whip that tried to help spewed blood.

The commotion awakened the Wave Breaker Swordsman, he went berserk, dozens of people who possessed high abilities were no match for him.

Next he doesn't remember anything. When he opened his eyes he was lying here.

"Sister, where are you, save me, I'm afraid!"

A drop of tears flowed down the little girl's cheeks. His chest suddenly felt tight. He doesn't know who else to ask for help.

He only has one brother. Really am. The two of them stared at a life that was not entirely friendly.

They were years estranged in loneliness. They were just both taking care of their grandmother as well as their teacher.

Fate had outlined he only had an older brother. Everyone he cared about had left without ever coming back again. Now fate is pouncing more and more on the savage.

They're separated. What does he want from a weak girl?

Big tall man with codet wound on face standing. He coded with a few hand gestures.

The dozens of people who were average-looking spooky nodded, their movements looking compact. It seemed like they had gone through a harsh training method for a special mission like this.

Heavy steps approaching. A rough hand grabbed his small waist. He floated like cotton and landed on the man's shoulder.

The smell of his body stifled the chest. The little girl tried to thrash but all in vain. The sturdy hand was like it was made of steel restraining his movements.

"Who are you, why did you kidnap me?"

The man in the skull mask did not answer. As if I heard nothing. With his body lightly darting, running like flying. Moving like a ghost shouldering the body of Red Kepundung.

The little girl's body was shaken. His long hair was waving, fluttering. On some occasions caught between twigs and grass. Leaving the pain that erupted on his scalp.

After a long time the little girl chose to resign. He succumbed to the suffering he had been so familiar with. Since childhood. Death was not a taboo to him.

.......

Black sand is lying on the beach. The color is getting thicker when the last wave releases its grip. Elevate some white lines of froth mixed with the rest of the grass.

The moonlight bounces off to form a shadow over the surface of the ocean.

A wisp of fog shot up from the tiny point of Gili Melting away in the distance. Soar and land like a shooting star on the shore.

The fog that was clumping disappeared. Three figures appeared.

"Thank you for your good intentions, I can only help you get here, my sister's problems will be my own, this has nothing to do with you !"

Unfinished Pomegranate spoke, a cluster of mist enveloped the body of the silver masked girl. Next his body darted, vanished among the lush coconut leaves lined up along the beach.

"Hey, wait !"

The weak cry of the Milky Way only hit void space. Completely destroyed by the waves. Her pale face grimaced with pain.

The shadow of the flailing little girl calling out his name was still fresh in his memory.

The little girl who had been taking care of him was kidnapped in front of his nose and he could do nothing about it.

"Let him go, we can't help him, we'll be a burden to him!"

"But what about Redhead, he's in danger, he..!"

"He'll be fine, the important thing now is to heal you, the rest we'll plan for later!"

"In that case, we should get back to college quickly, come on, we can't wait!" The Sakti Cowl forced himself to stand up.

The Wave Breaker Swordsman held back the Whip Sakti's hand momentarily. He stared into the middle of the ocean. Staring at the wisp of fog that enveloped Gili Melbur. Form a point that looks weak in the middle of the vast ocean.

There was a feeling of silence coming. Something that always happens a hundred times. Something that made him lose the color of the world.

"I do need a miracle to be able to understand the meaning of your presence and departure...."

The Wave Breaker Swordsman greeted the beautiful figure in a white dress who was smiling in his memory. Strengthen the heart and reach for the body of the Wort Sakti and shouldered it.

His body vanished in the dark of night. Back to the Sea Bird School.

......

Various types of delicious cuisine have been neatly presented on pandan mats. The aroma is appetizing.

Sekar chose Pelcing kale with slices of mutton, he likes this dish the most.

A spicy taste that bites is not ignored. He struggled to conquer the delicacy of the cuisine while enduring embarrassment.

He tried not to care about Raksa's strange look. He did not care that his eyes watered as if crying lamenting the delicious cuisine of the earth Selaparang. His red lips were burning and he felt like he was expanding.

Seeing her dear son-in-law eating so greedily Darmiliawati shook her head. He returns as a special servant. Several times he gave instructions while putting a few pieces of chicken meat.

Darmiliawati also poured her a freshly harvested glass of FIRa. He drank it himself. Her fresh and soft sense of mania penetrated every inch of her body. The girl shook and choked a little.

Raksa to snort and put on a sullen face. He shook his head and reminded Sekar to be slower.

"Eh .. don't interfere, it's both of our business!" Darmiliawati appears as a guardian angel who breaks Raksa's eyes.

"But, mom ...!"

Raksa did not dwell in front of his mother's attitude. He chose silence. Every now and then he glanced at Sekar who ate almost all the dishes available.

"Nyam, nyam .. Mother's cooking is so delicious!" His white teeth like rows of diamonds broke the bones of a roasted chicken.

"Eat a lot, you'll cook more later, you've got more delicious recipes!"

"It's more delicious, what's the name of the recipe?"

Sekar's hand hung in the air, her beautiful eyes grew curious.

"Food from veal, the name Kelak Kelor, you must like, later accompany the mother to cook!"

He nodded excitedly. The conversation around the food continued to echo until the meal was over.

Darmiliawati finished her breakfast dragging her daughter-in-law's steps behind. He introduced several types of newly planted flower plants. All of this makes the Raksa feel forgotten. He chose to stay in the room.

Actually he wanted to go out and join the villagers. They are building a mosque

The current problem and the problems it will face make it rotate the brain. How to get this problem to pass without any risk.

.....

The mist that carried the Pomegranate continued to dart straight north. Smapai rises a new sun at rest in a spring. He chose to refresh himself by taking a bath and filling the stomach with some wild fruit.

After enough he returned. Now he was faced with a thick forest. Large trees towering with impenetrable density.

Pomegranates completely do not know the direction. He was only guided by the towering Mount Sangkareang.

In the middle of the dark forest he could not see the existence of the mountain at all. The energy is also drained quickly. To save more energy several times he rested and chose to continue by running between the branches of the trees.

He could not continuously use Ajian Blanket Mist. This science requires a lot of energy.

By noon he was almost up to the foot of the Southern Sangkareang mountain. The rocky and rocky structure of the soil makes it difficult for its journey.

Pomegranates measure the speed of Red Kepundung kidnappers. They must have made it to the Skull Valley college.

After traveling through the dense forest is now spread hills with rocks and rough hollow land.

He went around and found a lot of weirdness. On some side of the hill that was a bit dark he found a pile of bones in the mountains.

His teacher once told him that some sacred animals such as cats would choose a place for his death. There is one mysterious place on the foot of Mount Sangkareang which became their favorite place.

Pomegranate guessed this was the place that his teacher meant it.

The pomegranate chose to wait for the dark days before investigating where the Skull Valley college must have been. While waiting he meditated to gather his depleted inner energy.

The long awaited night has finally arrived. Covering the visibility. Difficult to penetrate ordinary eyes.

Pomegranates move agilely through the flow of the river that dries. The condition of the rocks and the former larval deposits make the atmosphere a little brighter.

After moving for almost an hour, the girl found a large enough land. The condition is corrugated soil with scattered stone fragments. It seems like there was once a terrible battle.

The valley was like a huge tunnel leading directly to the root of Sangkareang mountain. It was like the entrance to the crater.

There were no traces of life but the girl's instincts felt a different aura.

He was the controller of a savage beast and he found a savage and wild air hundreds of times stronger than the aura of his beast.

The mist covered the girl's body. He chose to move slowly and tried to make a movement that fused with nature.

A few hundred meters in front of him he found a strange sight. At the end of the valley a towering stone wall. A large basin resembled a skull with a gaping mouth.

The pomegranate called out to a lizard the size of a palm. The star is his favorite animal to research the situation.

The lizard kept moving between the sand and the rocks.

Wh sing!!!

Dozens of secret weapons milling about filled every corner of the valley.

Pomegranates shudder in horror. If it was him then the risk of danger he bore was not small.

The girl felt that danger was approaching. The active trap must have opened the secret of his arrival.

He's darting backwards. Choose a protected location. His body perfectly hid among the rock.

A dozen people dressed in black with Skull masks darted from within the cave. Pomegranates clearly recognized their figure. They are her sister's kidnappers.

"We know you've arrived here, if you want your sister to be safe, come well!"

A hoarse and harsh voice echoed throughout the valley.

Pomegranate had seen and pondered that he had no other choice.

"Where's my sister?"

.....

A room of stone was quite spacious. A bed, a cupboard and a small table welcomed the presence of Red Kepundung.

At least he could be relieved, the person who kidnapped him did nothing to hurt him.

They treated him pretty well. He was given freedom to go to the bathroom outside the room.

The water is warm and smells of sulfur.

Redhead has been asleep since. Tiredness makes it fast. Between dream and reality he heard the voice of someone calling his name.

He knows that voice.

As he opened the door of the room a red-clad figure wearing a silver mask stood before the door. Castor oil lamp light presents a picture of someone who has been separated from it.

A sinister man with a cut on his face stood behind him.

"Sister!"

The little girl poured into the arms of the Pomegranate.

......