The Shack

TG 28:Two Sides Preparation

The comparison between love and obsession is one in a hundred. Love is not an emotion that demands must be on our side but sincere when destiny is indeed up to its time. The point at which God sets the end of the heart rate of every living person.

However, humans have the nature of not accepting reality because of stubbornness. Obsession is a sense that passes boundaries above the limits themselves. Suppose we liken the wall of China as a bastion of self-awareness. Then the wall collapsed into dust.

Who will understand it? The self because basically in the depths of the heart is aware of actions beyond the limits of reasonableness that result in disaster for others. Like him who tries to fight against God's destiny only to be able to enjoy life with the baby.

If humans have common sense will certainly realize what is done is a big mistake even including crime. But for him, all actions are lawful because the purpose of life is achieved if all goes according to plan.

Whatever it is, one more indisputable reality is that truth will always find its way home. No matter how much the dark mist comes shackling. One day there will be a ray of sunlight that sends light to the sunscreens.

The look could not be separated from the sweet face of his daughter who was asleep in peace. "I'd better start the ritual process tonight so that there are no more barriers. Two children are enough to be my son's life. Before that, I have to feed them delicious."

"How do I get food? The kitchen is only one and all this time Joko cooked for me. Do I have to pretend to be a foreign guest? Not a bad idea." he muttered with a confused mind.

Disguising is certainly a good idea especially if you can approach all opponents from a close distance just the condition is like a forest person who rarely changes clothes. His face was covered with fur like an Arab. Instead of trying to think hard. He rushed to find a hair shaving kit.

"Let's start cleaning" she said with a shaver in her right hand while facing the bathroom mirror.

Slowly remove the mustache carefully so as not to hurt, then switch on the other part of his face. Do not forget to cut the hair on the head until it looks quite neat. A handsome face with almost forgotten eyes. A smile adorns the lips.

"Welcome to Noland Yoshida" he said, greeting himself.

One stage has been done, then switch to the next stage is to shower until clean to remove the smell of chemicals, soil, blood. The gurgling sound of falling water completely refreshed his obsolete body. I don't know how long I haven't enjoyed the freshness I am today.

Noland prepared himself to continue his plan. It is ready to be accepted by the residents of the villa. Where Kevin had returned to the living room brought some books that were considered important. The young man also explained something that everyone should know.

"Remember that we must lose if we are overcome by fear. Whoever has the purpose to make us fall, then he is human. While the one who attacks without being is a creature of vocation." Kevin ended his explanation session because he felt all the information was enough to be an ingredient to increase alertness.

The mothers accompanied by Papa Delano have moved to the kitchen to make food with makeshift ingredients, while others are still waiting in the guest room. No one takes a shower so it has the smell of sweat even if only semribits.

"Pa, this is why the water is clogged, huh?" mama Delano asked in the bathroom to make her husband come over.

The man tries to check if the faucet is broken or how but looks fine. Until he picked up a tool that lay at the end of the corner of the kitchen room. Then dismantle the faucet carefully. "Mama should take water from the dishwasher faucet only. Let papa right here first."

"City, Pa. Mama back to the kitchen first." pamit his wife back to take the mustard vegetables that have been chopped.

The busyness of the wives who were cooking was ignored and now he focused on finding out the cause of the clogged water flow. One by one disassembled just can not find the point of the problem until the retrieval of a wire that can be formed as desired.

The wire is put in the water pipe. Well it might be clogged something. Who knows, right? The hand moves back and forth that feels completely lost until it is getting forward begins to feel something is concerning. Don't want to linger over the wire getting shoved inward.

At the same time he turns on the water using the button directly so that it does not need a faucet. The sound of water flow clearly moving made Papa Delano take the bucket in the corner of the bathroom. It wants to hold its water so that it can be used later if it gets stuck again.

The door was soon closed on the grounds that it would make repairs but the truth was to look for a wrap to take a sample of the hair that was in the water. After separating the example, then he also examined the texture of the hair itself to estimate the age that can determine the initial results without doubt.

"Hair is not maintained. Rough, black and rarely get a touch of water. Anyone who has this hair must have just shaved it off. The end is clear and neatly cut." said Papa Delano with the conclusion.

Finding evidence that could be used for him to do something later makes Papa Delano re-open the bathroom door and as if nothing happened. The man helped the women of the family to continue cooking despite occasionally watching around, even the kitchen window was locked from the inside. It was intended that no outsider would dare to enter to do something.

While on the other side. The lifeless, half-burning dragon began to swarm with flies. The body almost looked like roast meat but was wasted. No one saw the body because it was hidden under thick enough bushes. The breeze continued to move lulled by the moving clouds.

"Now I'm ready to do my next assignment but is my performance convincing enough?" ask her to yourself while staring at her new appearance through the reflection of a mirror.

His appearance was already the same as the people who became residents of the Villa only he was unaware of the wounds on his arm. The wound was a scratch. Actually it could be covered but the selection of top clothes that are only short sleeves certainly show the claw scars.

Footsteps that begin to walk away from the mirror look like heavy to walk. The deficiency that occurred to him may be considered as an advantage to ask for help. Well, that's the plan that's going to be executed. He wanted to pretend to be injured from being chased by animals or whatever it was that could be the point of avenging the people who were in the villa.

He slowly opened the iron door that sounded creaking but not that hard to distract others. Step by step down the back area of the Villa because he does not want others to know where he came from. So choose to circle the back area of the villa .

For a moment he stopped his footsteps staring towards the forest. Where in the distance there clearly stood a hut. I don't know what was there that made the man stare with a longing look. Without wanting to delay the time that is increasingly moving towards the night of the dispute.

The man continued down the back of the villa where there was only darkness befriending the silence of the night. There is no fear or fear to move forward. Though the area can be said to be very minimal lighting because the back area of the Villa does not have a lamp that highlights to the back.

While inside the villa, everyone had started gathering together to help each other prepare a dinner event. Well for the common good they are ready to work together to do everything together. Of course it is very good and will not make anyone feel lonely let alone feel neglected.

"Ans, are you really sure everything will be as you say?" Monica asked her best friend when they were taking the last bowl of soup from the kitchen.

Ans stopped his steps, then he turned his head towards Monica. "Everything has been concluded. Whoever he is will definitely try to get inside the villa and join us so we have to be very vigilant. I hope you understand what I mean. Remember all this is done because we do not want to make others worry about what is already real evidence."

"After all, I understand you, Ans, but how do we recognize that person? Don't we all know here anyone can be a suspect even I can be a suspect." said Monica made an argument that if thought right but also can not be used as evidence.

"All that we can only know later. But he's not that stupid and neither are we. Forgetting the facts of the facts that have been discovered. One story to another that has been arranged in such a way. I've been trying to make a scheme from one corner to another that ends up with a pattern.

"Whoever he is, he will pretend but we never pretend. Anyone who tries to get into this villa may not be the culprit but it could also be the culprit. Is that enough to make you understand, Monica?" Ans explained ambiguously making Monica just nod her head as if understanding.

Finally everyone sat down in their own place and took the food they needed. There is no talk let alone trying to talk to each other because they are quite tired of the mind, energy, heart and even the soul wants to rest. Who wants to enjoy life in this world?

Enjoyed the food until suddenly there was a knock on the door. The voice sounded so loud that it gradually began to weaken. In my heart I was afraid to wonder, who would knock on the door of nights like this. Moreover, out there the rain began to fall soaking the earth. The atmosphere really cannot be taken into account or a reminder of circumstances that are not clear.

"Are we going to open the door for strangers?" papa Delano's question made his family look at each other.

The adult Ans moved from his seat. The young man unhappily walked over to the door which was still six meters away from where everyone was enjoying the dishes. "This scent is so familiar. What will that man do?"