The Mist of Love of the Angel

09. A Flower of Eternity

Raksa was shocked by Sekar's gaze. Beautiful eyes that can freeze everything now seem to roil like the crater Segara Muncar. It smouldered as if it wanted to destroy the recesses of his soul. He moved back a few steps.

He looked around. His eyes fell on his father. Find a solution how to behave and face Sekar.

His father raised his hand in surrender. Submitting it entirely to the Raksa.

He actually wanted to laugh at his son's behavior. Plain young man who does not fully understand the meaning of love.Will he soon have a grandson? Suddenly he felt ten years older.

Stop looking at Raksa. He walked towards the man dressed in black. They talked for a while. After giving a sign, the black-clothed man immediately left carrying the body of his father who had fainted.

Back to Raksa. It just doesn't show that Raksa was there. Chilly. He walked a few steps and turned his respects towards Prince Wirangbaya.

"Thank you uncle, if uncle doesn't come to help maybe the result will be different. Personally and on behalf of the college Selendang Sakti to say thank you" Sekar looked at Raden Wirang-aya.

The Raksa who saw the attitude of Sekar who arrived turned confused. He can't say anything.

Sekar immediately said goodbye to Raden Wirang.

I'm going back to college, Uncle!" Turn around to leave. The tail of his eyes glanced at Raksa who was standing right beside his father. Those beautiful eyes instantly smoldering as if wanting to burn the Mercury all the way to his bones.

Just flashed away. Penetrate lush foliage. Her green clothes waved. After a few hundred meters he looked. He snorted at the fixated Raksa staring at his disappearance.

The middle-aged Raden Wirang suddenly clinched the head of Raksa. His eyes glare. Raksa was confused. Why does everyone make her dizzy. After Sekar now his father.

"Foolish boy, you don't understand women's body language!" Raden Wirang was as if he wanted to squeeze Raksa's face.

"What do you mean, why did Sekar and Dad become weird?" Raksa's confused.

"He... Stop asking, now go after Sekar, don't let him come back alone, the direction is the same as the masked woman. Hurry along!" Raden Wirang no longer wanted to argue.

Raksa. In a few seconds he tried to understand where the geographical location of the error in his actions.

After scratching his head and could not find the mistake. He decided to follow Sekar.

His body flashed, rustling like the wind. Caused a hissing sound as he split the silence of the twilight. He chose to fly past the height of the trees. Floating like a bird. An ability that is rarely possessed by warriors. What else his age.

From a distance of several kilometers he saw me a green shadow running. Penetrating arid fields that have not been fully green by rainwater. After a while he managed to catch up. He floated down in front of Sekar.

Raksa stood a few meters in front of Sekar. He tried to smile. But suddenly he was shocked.

A punch struck his chest. He took a few steps back. Not yet lost his shock, a punch returned to him. Raksa kink. A few moments of punches and kicks continue to target him. He's getting confused. While dodging he shouted resuscitating Sekar. The girl won't stop.

Ahirnya Raksa chose the desperate way. He stopped moving.

Buk ! Buk up! Buk up!

Three consecutive blows beat him back a few steps. A drop of blood seemed to be soaking the tip of his lips. He grimaced in pain

The moment that realized it suddenly stopped. Now he is confused what to do. He took a few steps back. Face paled. He finally held onto Raksa's shoulder with his left hand and tried to examine Raksa's face turning blue.

The Raksa brushed off Sekar's hand. From the ring he pulled out a small knife. He extended the knife to the wine.

" You want to kill me, put this on so your hands don't get dirty! " Raksa set Sekar seseku.

The girl's anger was burning again. He took the knife and tortured it as if to immerse the knife into the heart of Raksa.

"You ... You. ah! " Suchar threw the knife into the dried grass. He turned around and walked away from the Raksa. Unplug some grass and make some formless handicrafts.

"What's wrong with you, why are you acting so strange" Raksa arrived already sitting next to Sekar. He still stroked his face which still hurt.

"You're a bitch, you're heartless!" Sekar now spoke while holding Isak in tears.

"Some, I'm confused, you're angry now you're crying, what's explaining to me what's the problem?"

"Based on stupid youth. He's acting like that because he loves you!" The sweet voice of a woman was heard answering Raksa's question.

Sekar and Raksa looked towards the source of the voice.

A silver masked woman was seen standing several tens of meters behind them. His flirtatious attitude noticed the two young people who were shocked to see him.

Now rise up immediately. The scarf of the storm sweep clutched in his hand. A dazzling bright red glow illuminates the twilight.

The Raksa held back the motion. Two steps forward a few steps closer to the masked woman.

The masked woman looked at Raksa with flirtatious eyes. Her sexy body wriggled like a hot worm.

"A brave and mighty young man. What's your name?" The masked woman asked in a gentle and attentive voice.

"Based on the bad woman!" The scatter leaped towards the silver masked woman. The mercury moved in. He haestir with the situation Sekar. If he exerts his power in full it will make his internal injuries recur again.

"Wait for Sekar, for now your condition is not possible to fight. Your wounds have not healed properly!" The Raksa held back, trying to calm Sekar down.

"Considerate man, interesting!' the masked woman laughed out loud, her laughing voice was melodious, crisp like fried beans.

"Why are you bothering us, do you want to fight again?" Raksa asked loudly. He was grateful to hear his father's advice following Sekar. Otherwise he wouldn't know what would happen.

The masked woman looked at Raksa with a gentle look in her eyes. His long, thick, wavy black hair was waving in the twilight breeze. White neck skin, slender waist and long legs. Raksa surmised that this woman's beauty must have been flattened.

"No, I don't want to fight. I just happened to be passing by. I want to go back to my house in Gili Lebur. If you are interested you can come to my place at any time," the silver masked woman surrounded Raksa with a gentle look on her eyes.

"Woman ****** .. !"He was about to hit the woman.

The Raksa jumped to hold Sekar. The masked wsnita laughed out loud. A black fog spread flying around the body of the masked woman. A second later it vanished as if it had been carried away by the dim twilight.

Sekar stared at the woman's departure while holding in anger. When glancing at Raksa who was still unblinking stared at the direction of his disappearance the woman Sekar was getting annoyed.

Without speaking any further he immediately darted away.

Raksa. He immediately followed Sekar. For a moment he shadows chasing each other. Raksa who no longer knows how to deal with Sekar chooses not to talk much. He chose to keep his distance and follow Sekar back vkr Selendang Sakti University.

Night decorated with stars. The soft moonlight gilded Maya on. The sky is bright and beautiful. Everything seemed to witness two young people moving like the whir of the wind splitting the dim night

....

He's the gatekeeper's student looking down respectfully as Sekar crosses past them. The next minute they were surprised by the figure of the young man behind Sekar. The guards immediately held back Raksa's steps. Their therapy looks doubtful because the young man came with Sekar.

"Let him pass, though he's evil he's harmless!"Sekar seemed to have many ways to make Raksa pat his eel. Raksa sighed and patted the guard on the shoulder. The gatekeepers are like the crush of Mount Rinjani. They were aware of the young man's ability.

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Just get into the family room. His mother and grandfather were eating. Nirmala immediately greeted her daughter with a relieved smile.

"Let's sit next to mom, let's eat!"the woman waved at Sekar.

The girl looked at her mother. He wants to get into therapy his steps are stifled. Several times he looked towards the entrance.

"Dark, what's up, get in, don't fuck in there!" His mother took Sekar for the umpteenth time.

Ki Buyut Bayanaka stopped his movement of bribing food. He looked up and saw Sekar's behavior.

"You came with a man, why don't you take him in!" Ki Buyut understood Sekar's behavior.

His mother who realized it became astonished.Di immediately stood up and walked towards the door.

"Who is he, Sekar?" His mother asked Sekar.

Just answer with shame."She ...she Raksa ma'am" Sekar replied with a downcast face.

Mother's shocked. Ki Buyut Bayanaka was also a little surprised. Nirmalasari immediately ran into the courtyard, staring at Raksa with a look of disbelief.

"Mortgage, why stand there, hurry in, come in, let's eat together!" The woman dragged Raksa.

When they entered the room Sekar was already sitting near his grandfather. He dared not lift his face.

Ki Buyut Bayanaka who saw the presence of Raksa stopped his eating. He stood up to welcome the arrival of Raksa. The old grandfather settled down Raksa from head to toe. He held onto the shoulder of Rsksa and tried to gauge the level of power within the young man. He was shocked incredible.

"Over a thousand circles, it's amazing, as young as this has attained this kind of ability, amazing, as you I've only reached seventy circles. Hey.. !" Ki Buyut Bayanaka did not blink looking at Raksa.

"Dad, let Raksa eat first, the story later" Sekar's mother reminded.

Ki Buyut Bayanaka misbehaves him immediately guiding Raksa to sit nearby. Besides, I have not started eating. The girl just looked down not daring to look at her mother or grandfather.

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Dinner was a bit awkward for Raksa and Sekar. After eating Ki Buyut invites Raksa to tell a long story. While Ibu Sekar went to the guest khudud hall. Two ordered the waiter to prepare a room for Raksa.

Sekar himself returned to his room. Clean yourself and change clothes. Now he wears a blue green shirt. Green and blue are her favorite colors.

After that he went out to see his mother and told her about today's experience.

Nirmalasari ahirnya told Sekar to rest and treat the wound. He then joined Raksa.

The woman admires the physical and personal RSksa. The woman is now at peace with her daughter's future. The figure of Raksa and his ability that made his father astonished was enough to be proof, Raksa was a tough young man.

They talk about things including engagement. Merrka wants Raksa to know each other better before marriage.

"She's not fully grown yet, please be more patient in dealing with her" the old woman looked lovingly at her future daughter-in-law.

Raksa nodded. He doesn't know what to say.

......

After a few days Raksa lived in his university, he and Sekar got a chance to both.

Stone as big as a buffalo in the field of the wealang again got the honor of being the throne of the beautiful girl. Her graceful figure was like a jasmine flower among millions of dried flowers.

The wind blew his hair. A few strands fell, dancing on her white neck.

He sat down holding onto his knees, holding back the gust of wind that flew the tip of his shirt.

But the stone is not alone. A stone in front also has the same honor. He became the throne of the young warrior Raksa. Sitting half-crossed, Raksa did not fully face Sekar.

Sekar faces east towards the valley. The Raksa faces south. Occasionally his eyes glanced at Sekar.

I know that look. He could not refuse that look. Because he did too. They seem to be playing lyrics between the desir of the field.

"This is your favorite place, yes"The queen stared around. He admitted this place was beautiful. But losing is far less when compared to his favorite place in the Rinjani valley.

Suddenly he missed the place. He misses the patter of Cemara, the cluster of fog and the clear water of the lake as soon as Anak. Her chest trembled in memory of the place that had accompanied her lonely childhood and adolescence.

"I love this place, the wildflowers and the dance of these weeds like dancing amuse me" whispered Sekar.

"I also have a place like this on the top of Rinjani, full of flowers of immortality, fragrant and will not wither away to the times"Raksa explained with a cheerful smile.

"The flower of eternity, what does it look like? Just curious.

"Like you" Raksa. He closed his mouth in shame.

"Lied!" Smile now. His heart is overflowing, flowery.

Raksa waved towards the ring Pusaka Insani, a bundle of white crowned flowers, measuring only a few centimeters, stems and leaves whitish green clasped in his hand. The smell of flowers spread.

"This is the flower of immortality, the flower of Andar Nyawa from the top of Rinjani" Raksa held out the flower. The flowers he had deliberately brought to treat the homesickness of his favorite places.

Sekar received the flower with a look full of admiration. A name that is unique and cannot wither makes him curious.

"The flower was his plan for the masked woman" Raksa arrived.

Sekar surprised. Smile disappeared. He looked at Raksa with a look full of wrath.

"You, hey.why are you ?"Sekar pouty.

"Hc ... Joking, when I went down the mountain I also looked for the whereabouts of my fiancee, the flower was for her, were you my fiancee, ha .. !' Raksa laughs seductivelySeksr Ayu.

Just stand. He leaped from the boulder, flying like the wind leaving behind a dumbstruck Raksa.

"Hey.wait, I'm kidding !" The mercury scratched his head that was not itchy.

"His disease is coming back, ouch..,!" The Raksa immediately chased Sekar.

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Sekar ran into the living room his mother was surprised to see Sekar coming home alone.

"Sekar, what's up, where's Raksa? " His mother asked softly.

"Mom, Raksa oppressed me, she.." Now I can't continue.

"You're lying, isn't it the other way around" the mother smiled. He knows his daughter's character.

"Mother ..you defend Raksa, I'm your son!"He was surprised by his mother's attitude. His mother laughed, looking at his daughter.

.......

Swordsman Baby Geni sipping black coffee with full pleasure. By working his eyes he sucked a corn leaf cigarette. Smoke billows, flying fetches the dream world.

"Is it true that the Raksa destroyed the black dragon academy?"the Coward asked in surprise

"That's how I heard, he turned out to be Sekar's fiance, the son of Prince Wirangbaya. How do we keep Bayu Geni's sister?"Sunan Tembolak asked while chewing boiled beans.

"We will ask this to the professor, he must have a suggestion, whether we continue to look for the mustika or not. Hows it? " He asked two friends in front of him.

Sunan Tembolak and Pecut Sakti nodded simultaneously.

.......

Raksa stands on a small hill behind Selendang Sakti College. His sharp eyes watched. He felt a slight shiver of energy within.

Faintly he saw some people ducking among the leaves of the weeds.

Who they are.

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Seriate....