Widow Pellets Teaser

Widow Pellets Teaser
Ep 146s



...Sea water that runs to the edge of the beach, will remove footprints. Tears can erase our memories....


..._Swednesday_...


...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...


The sun so high rises decorate the horizon. The glare did not even wake the woman who was sleeping long in her dreams. How not, he had just fallen asleep in the early hours.


Geck! Geck! Geck!


The door sounded 3 times. As if still in a dream. The woman did not wake up.


Clamps!


Door opens.


Tap-tap-tap!


A slow step in sounded, walking to the side of the bed and the big hand placed the tray of food on the table.


The hand then moved to wake the sleeping woman. He shakes the shoulders of his master.


Aprilia blinked her eyes. His eyelids feel heavy. However, he forced the eyelids to fold. Wide-open. The iris of the eye looks beautiful and rare.


The deg! The figure of Imah was glued for a moment. He saw the iris of the woman looked familiar. As if, that pair of women who had died were burning. Has risen again. Choked. Absentminded.


"Why look at me?" aprilia Tegur.


Wake up from a sense of daze. Body vibrates. She remembered the figure of the former hostess, Santi who whispered to her that night.


Well, don't you feel the similarities between Lea and that ugly babu? His eyes and voice. It was as if the woman had risen alive again.


The question came back to the mind of Ema. He ventured to raise his gaze at the beautiful woman before him, only to be sure what she had found in common.


Didn't find. Let's take a breath.


Just my feeling, I thought Imah and she immediately replied, "Miss, look beautiful after waking up."


May fixed her clumsy posture, and pointed at the tray, "Miss, is awake. Lunch from Mr. Sadewa to be delivered to Miss's room."


Aprilia smiled blandly. He just nodded slowly, with a breath that sounded half-complaining.


Unusually, Oppa would behave like this. If I'm late, just leave the room. He would immediately run into the room with a million worries. Today, he started to be different.


"Excuse me, non. I'm back."


Let's go step back. Once he looked back, seeing the figure of a beautiful woman who seemed to move began to lift the spoon.


Why do I feel like she looks like Miss Aprilia? It feels very impossible. However, my heartbeat did not wither after seeing his eyes, and hearing his voice.


Pull the door slowly. Putting together the door leaf draped on the frame.


Blam it!


Aprilia turned to the origin of the voice. The door's closed. His hand was still holding the spoon. He started eating one bribe.


"It feels tasteless" said Aprilia. He got up from the side of the bed. Remove the spoon from the grasp. Really, he was suddenly agitated. Recalling, Sadewa looked cold, moreover she had mentioned the name of another woman.


"name ... Vina or Tina?" Aprilia tried to remember. However, he failed to remember it again and again.


His curiosity piled higher. Unable to stem his curiosity. He immediately stepped out.


Cret!


"Awwww!" yelling is half hysterical. He has lost his back. He looked back. Grimacing stupid, and his lips look like noodles.


Aprilia frowned. He was quite surprised by the actions of Imah who was seen pecking at the door of his room.


"What's wrong with you?" ketus Aprilia's.


Imah stunned. Blank. No, because of Aprilia's high voice. However, because she realized that the voice of the woman in front of her sounded the same as that of Madam Aprilia.


"What the hell is it?"


Wakes up. Wake up from his mind.


"So, think of something again. So, accidentally lingered at the door."


"What are you thinking?"


"Forgotten" answered spontaneously. Although he sounds lying. At least, he was unable to be honest for the time being. He had discovered the similarities of Aprilia and Lea.


Do I have to believe there's a spirit Mrs Aprilia clings to Miss Lea?


Aprilia reluctantly rebukes, she only looks up to look up at the tyrannical man's room.


"Where is the Oppa?"


"In Miss Santi's room."


"Nostalgic? Old love is springing back, huh?"


Imah just grimaced, mixed in wonder. Don't know what to answer. However, he was able to see a glint of jealous flames filling the eye cage of the beautiful woman in front of him.


"I'm going to see Oppa. Please, clean my bed. Take that lunch. I don't have an appetite."


After saying. The long-haired woman walked long steps towards Santi's room.


The door of the room was open. Stopped step. Aprilia stood up with enough distance to look at the figure of the man who was inside the room. The man is seen sitting in his chair, and his hands are seen moving slowly opening the album. Old albums.


"What did that man do? Missing his wife!" Aprilia looks cynical. He stepped hurriedly then, entering into the room.


Sadewa raised his face. Kala, he felt a black shadow figure as if covering himself.


"What do you see, Oppa?" ask Aprilia in a low tone. He said softly, and sat down by the man's side. Dropped his gaze, following the direction of Sadewa's eyes.


Sadewa was silent. Back, looking down at the old picture.


"Who are they?"


"Me and them" replied Sadewa blandly. His pair of eyes just sat looking at everyone standing on the shore. With a motor behind them. Each man in the picture is seen wearing a shirt with two buttons open, and long jubray pants. Then, the women wear vintage dress with flowers motifs.


Aprilia observed everyone in the picture framed in black and white. Then, his terminal eyes stopped on the figure of Sadewa who was seen joining hands with a woman. However, the woman was clearly not Santi.


"Who is he?"


"Vina?"


"Tina, to be exact," corrects Sadewa.


"Why do you remember the old woman?"


Sadewa sighed. He fumbled at the picture, and seemed to recall a single sentence Tina whispered to him at that moment. He turned to Aprilia, and repeated the sentence, "Someone said to me, When we run on the beach, the footprints must be on the sand of the beach. Then, how to run around in someone's heart, must be very imprint."


"Otherwise step on it. It will not be forgotten" said Aprilia.


Sadewa's view falls on the picture. On the figure of the woman.


"Sea water running to the edge of the beach, will remove the footprints. Could tears erase our memories."


Aprilia silence. He knew the phrase wasn't meant for him, "Are you remembering someone on the beach?"


Aprilia grimaced with her lips. He compared the figure of the woman to her, "She is not beautiful in the least, Oppa."


Aprilia sounds deliberately showing her jealousy, she immediately criticizes, "His nose is pug and a big hole. Her hair is peacock like a lion. Are old women like that? Ancient, once!"


Sadewa did not immediately answer. He closed the album, and said coldly, "Not all men will fall in love because of a woman's physique. However, there's something in him, being a magnet for me."


"....."


"I'm alone, don't know. Everyone has a reason to approach and move away later."


"Oppa, do you often gather there to see the twilight?"


Sadewa nodded his head. He stands. Be cold, and leave Aprilia just like that.


Blam it! The door clenched itself, coinciding with the man's steps past the door line.


Aprilia washed her face with her palm.


"My pelet lost its function. He's back cold."


"Therefore, you must immediately lure her back," whispered Grandma Mayang who was suddenly present behind the back of the chair, with a slanted face whispering in Aprilia.


"I need a mash!"


Aprilia tilted her head. The fear covering his chest came from his ears that were next to the wrinkled grandmother's lips.


"Do you know the story of your life is starting to get uninteresting? You have to revive her with sacrifice?"


"Eoma? Can you be patient."


"You follow my time. Because, I never followed his servant's time. Give me your show, Aprilia!"


The old wrinkled hand was perched on Aprilia's shoulder. Shift slowly, and curl up on the trunk of Aprilia's neck. He's not gripping. However, the skin touch of the old woman's hand, able to make the body Aprilia vibrate strongly.


"The law of gift and take is absolute. Dare to act, dare to take responsibility! Your responsibility is to pay for what you've asked of me."


...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...


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...Illustrative only. How much more air on the beach than at home? Yes, no .......