Zombies

36: Purpose

Nanda and Ganesha are led into a crowded building. The distance is not too far, just a few minutes after riding a hummer. It was also a few minutes because it was blocked by some small congestion people passed by.

Oh, there's no 'vehicle road' rule here, so it's really troublesome to bring a car. Knowing that he would refrain from touching the gas too often, Nanda chose to walk instead of using a vehicle. Too long, too much time. Somehow Nanda felt impatient. This made him much more silent, with furrowed eyebrows.

The reason why this large building is so crowded with people is because this area is a center of work. Several orders were issued, along with the pay that would be obtained when successfully carrying them out. Many groups get together, choosing a suitable task. Whether inside the Base or outside the Base, the difficulty level of the mission provided was directly proportional to the pay.

The building lobby is actually quite large, but when crowded by a sea of people, this room becomes very narrow and crowded. Some people stand idly by on giant monitor screens that roll out several different tasks every few seconds, while on the other hand, people queue up on information desks. Either to accept the mission or to inform them that they are finished from the mission and are ready to redeem the reward.

Fortunately, the bustle of the traditional market only occurs on the ground floor. As soon as three people climbed the stairs, the bustle was not as severe as below. At least, up here, it is much more organized with many people typing on a computer screen.

The officer approached one of the colleagues. Seemed explained. Several times, the other fellow furrowed his brows, looked at Ganesha and Nanda, then refocused his words. Not waiting for a long time, the new gaet came, drove Nanda and Ganesha to the 3rd floor and they entered a room.

Inside the small room, there was only a table and two chairs, as well as someone sitting there. Smile kindly and warmly welcome. A couple sitting on a chair so welcome. The friendly-looking old man asked a few questions of a personal nature. It looks relaxed but obviously this is an introduction.

"So, Miss Nanda and Lord Ganesha want to borrow mercenaries from this base to return to Base 1 AD?"

Nanda gave a smile, shook his head. "No, we just want communication with Base 1 AD. For a fee, of course it can be negotiated."

"Ah? You don't intend to return?" the man looked confused to hear it.

Nanda laughed a little. "No," he said, then grabbed Ganesha's hand. "We just want to give you the news."

The man once again nodded, then grabbed the walkie-talkie, talking to the person behind it. Nanda listened carefully. The contents of the call more quaternary asking permission about the use of Army communication tools. After some explanation, he finally got permission.

"It takes authority to use the radio, however, who has it is only the leader" the man explained. "You two are really wanted by the Wijaya family, but have no intention of meeting the family?" ask again, want to make sure.

Nanda smiled, shaking his head. He firmly refused. The man can't force it back. He sighed, then asked a couple to follow him out of the room. The three climbed the stairs to the 3rd floor, then entered a different room. There, several soldiers were seen. Holding the radio and being set the frequency.

The man who was escorting approached the guard, explained concisely. No need to talk, he immediately complied. Contacting Base 1 AD. After several codes were notified, the radio was handed over to Nanda and Ganesha.

"You really dare to run away!" Nanda grimacing. Haven't said anything but it's been sprayed. "You know how panicked we are!? Nda, now we're gonna pick you up"

"Dad, wait!" Nanda interrupted hearing the word picked up. "I'm with Ganesha."

"... ," a few seconds, obviously someone holding the radio felt misheard. A moment later, a voice full of doubt sounded. "What?"

"I'm with Ganesha" Nanda repeated. "I met with Ganesha, but our condition made it impossible to return."

For a while, there was no sound. I don't know what the man holding the radio is doing, Nanda can't guess. But what he knows, the figure of Wijaya is certainly full of emotions. The voice, which came back sounded so hoarse and deep. "Let me talk to him."

Nanda hesitated a bit, but in the end still handed the radio to her husband. Oh, let them communicate. If this zombie is wrong to answer, Nanda has no problem explaining that her husband is amnesiac.

Ganesha accepted and started to say hello. "Dad."

"You're really alive?" there was a hint of impatience from the question. It was as if this question was just to reinforce his beliefs. But somehow, that tone sounded more like sarcasm. Full of emotion with a low voice that was somewhat trembling.

"Yes." Yeah."

"How are you and Nanda?"

"Good and healthy."

Breath sounds heard. "You really don't want to go back?"

"No."

Silent. Ganesha is really like a robot with all the short, solid and clear answers. Just focus on answering questions with one sentence without rambling. Well .... is absolutely typical of Ganesha, even when memory loss, this habit is clearly not lost. Miraculously, her zombie husband could actually adjust to answer.

"You really ... There are no other words you want to say?"

Don't you miss your family? Do you have any idea how frantic they're looking?! Nanda in a split second, thought of what her in-laws wanted to shout to this youngest son of hers.

Ganesha flashes. He could feel the intense emotion of the heavy voice of a man. A pair of dark irises looked at Nanda, while the woman only smiled, summing up her two shoulders. Oh, let Ganesha say whatever he likes.

"Thank you" pause a few seconds. Ganesha's eyebrows are adrift. "Now there is no need to search anymore."

Honey, you really do have the ability to make Dad angry!

Nanda hurriedly picked up the radio and switched the conversation before Wijaya roared. "Dad, me and Ganesha are fine, sorry for making you and your family worried. Some things can't be discussed here, but rest assured, when our business is done, we'll call you and come back."

Wijaya would really explode upon hearing the words of his own youngest son who was very unfilial. Therefore, the call was immediately diverted. This time, it was no longer the head of the family, but his brother, Bima Wijaya. Oh, I don't know how many people were there ... Nanda believes his family took over Wijaya to appease the old man.

"Thank you, sister" Nanda smiled. Feel grateful because Bima is the one who speaks, not Sinta. "Sister, if Papa and my mom call, please tell me I'm okay."

"certain."

Nanda hesitated a bit, but in the end kept asking questions. "Sister, where is the base where Papa and Mama live? Why don't they just go to base 1 AD?"

Helaan breath tossed. "Very far away .. to be in a neighboring country. Your father was a researcher there, the neighboring country took it. We didn't manage to negotiate to get your father back, but rest assured, they treated both of your parents well."

Nanda swallowed the forced saliva. Other countries want her Papa and her Papa treated well ...

He really did not expect that his Papa would be contested. He knew that Riko Arjuna was a researcher, rarely going home because of his research project, but Nanda himself did not feel interested in the project that Arjuna was working on. Some were secret, could not be said casually, therefore Nanda was self-conscious enough not to wonder.

But considering that Arjuna had not returned home for a year after his marriage to Ganesha .. even during the long dry season, the man also did not go home just to visit the Goddess, he said, Nanda could not help but be surprised. He knows how crazy Papa and Mama like to make out, if necessary, Arjuna will not hesitate to throw Nanda to the Wijaya family in order to honeymoon with his Mama.

"Sir, what research did Papa do?" Nanda could not help but ask. Foreign countries are very concerned about Arjuna, so willing to pick up Dewi because Mama is a wife who is loved by her father. They didn't even let their own country take Arjuna ...

Pause a few seconds. Bima did not answer directly. This made Nanda's suspicions even stronger. "Well .. is not something to talk about here."

Nanda's brows were adrift, but he still nodded obediently, the woman did not return to ask. They chatted a few words back, then hurriedly ended the communication. After thanking the soldiers, Nanda and Ganesha returned to the ground floor.

This time, take the room key. Mumpung Ganesha had already earned the right to receive a room for a week, Nanda wanted to be at this base for a few more days. After all, he really felt that he lacked a lot of information.

The geratisan room that Ganesha got is not exactly feasible. It's obviously just a room, with a bathroom. Plus flying dust and a suffocating musty smell. Nanda almost got asthma the moment she opened the door. Luckily, her husband was able. After entering and closing the door, Ganesha immediately used the ability of wind and water to clean the room.

After changing the sheets, Nanda immediately threw herself on the bed. "Honey, this place is very poor," he lamented, flipping over his body and looking at Ganesha standing by the window. The tall figure with the sturdy posture did not retaliate, only focused on staring outwards. Nanda did not care, his mouth was still chattering.

"Darling, did you see the people outside? They're so skinny! I'm still more contained. My advice is, don't eat them. They're dirty and definitely unhealthy, Bebeb NesNes is indeed better off drinking my blood alone, much healthier, more gritty and delicious."

Truly considering herself to be a high quality food, Nanda felt rather proud. "Don't eat another human, okay? NesNes drank enough of my blood."

This time Ganesha turned his head, looking at Nanda who was unceasingly chattering ambiguously. He blinked a few times, before finally walking up to the bed and sitting right next to Nanda. Pale hands outstretched, softly clenched fingers removed the bangs covering the woman's forehead.

"Hungry?" tanyanya gently.

Nanda blinked. She looked at the handsome face of her husband before finally chuckling. A warm feeling as if embracing the heart, giving joyful happiness. "Darling, I'm not hungry" he replied. "Hey, I thought of something" he said, rising up and sitting on the bed.

Ganesha was silent, listening.

"I know our purpose. Once we find uncle, we'll go to the base where my Papa is. Papa is a researcher .. well, I know. Some Bases are definitely doing some research on making Anti-Virus, but my Papa could be up for grabs by the state .. doesn't that mean Papa holds an important role? I suspect that Papa was the first to develop an anti-virus."

Nanda without hesitation said what he was thinking. A smile expanded, one hand outstretched, grabbing the warm-temperature handsome face gently. Nanda could feel the hard texture of this human skin, as if he was holding a boiled stone, tormenting the sensation only on every finger that touched.

His body is clearly developing antivirals. The ability to remove toxins from the body is really strong, Nanda could imagine many researchers who want his body as an experimental material. Therefore, it would be dangerous if others found out, but if he could meet with Arjuna ...

"It's just speculation but dear, I really hope we find the best way for you," Nanda whispered, bringing her face closer and gently kissing Ganesha's cheek. "My father might .. well, maybe .. could develop a drug to turn you back into a human. But believe me, even if you can't be human, I don't matter at all."

A pair of focused hazel gazed at her husband's dark iris. A smile expanded, that expressionless handsome face stared back.

"Darling .. ," Nanda whispered, softly tasting thin lips that were not soft. "I'm not leaving you. Really, I'll never leave you. No matter if you're a demon or an angel, I don't want to leave you, "he whispered softly, as if what was said was more for himself, not for anyone.

Ganesha said nothing. The large hand carefully grabbed Nanda's tiny face. The thumb rubs gently the reddish white cheeks. The woman's expression looked sad and the youngest Wijaya could not bear to not comfort her. So he lowered his head, again kissing her soft warm lips.

Nanda closed her eyes. His chest was rumbled with unbearable pain. He does not know if Ganesha who became a zombie and lost his memory is the best or the worst. But all she knew, her husband could not taste sweet or spicy food, had to suffer from enduring the cold that would hurt the body, always refraining from attacking other humans and suppressing the bloodthirsty nature ...

Nanda's heart was pounding. Kiss after kiss moistens the lips, giving a burning sensation that makes him feel like wanting more. The little fingers began to move wildly,***smooth black hair while the hard lips began to play wild. It entered his mouth, giving off a strange sensation as the boneless flesh greedily tried to swallow it.

Nanda could feel his body heating up. A small body pushed up, lying on a mattress and hard lips relentlessly pursued his lips.**** and locked up the prey that still continued to want to be conquered. Nanda doesn't want to play passively. Both hands hugged the hard neck, letting the lovable lips and tongue play and plunder arrogantly. But just when he felt the warm fingers *** hip and gave the sensation of electric shock, Nanda immediately pushed Ganesha as hard as she could.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

Black blood spewed out. Fouled his own bed and clothes. Both Nanda and Ganesha froze. Stiff with the reaction of the forced body turned cold with reality slapping the face. Ganesha's skin and saliva also contain the virus. Nanda's body contains antivirals. When the two joined forces, I don't know how much black blood Nanda would vomit ...

"... ."

Nanda swore he really had to meet his Papa. This was no longer Ganesha's matter, this was his well-being matter in bed! Who could bear not to eat this handsome man?! Oh, they are clearly in love, married, intimate atmosphere typical of a lovely-dovy woman, but ...

Nanda didn't know if he wanted to laugh or cry.

It's tragic.