Adventure 5 Friends
Finn Kraide Marine's

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Don't you recognize me, son?"

"Son?" ask Fikram confused.

Gushh ....

\~POV Fikram\~

Suddenly my body was pushed so fast that it finally stopped in a room. Full of luxury trinkets and dominated carvings and images of mermaids complete with tails.

I also put my eyes on the room.

"Hahaha .. ulululu sweetness,"

My sense of hearing captures sound waves from one corner of the room. I also looked towards the direction the sound came from.

"Whose son? Whose son is this? Uuu .. sweetness." The man was sitting next to the woman with each of them holding a baby.

"I .. i. .. it looks like the family in the painting," I said.

"What's it called?" ask the woman to the man.

"Emm .. how about Fi-"

Gushh ....

Again my body was pushed very quickly and stopped back in a foreign room.

"All right! Meet our dear son, Prince FINN KRAIDE MARINE!" exclaimed a man dressed typical of European nobility while raising the height of a baby covered in blue.

"Prince Finn?" I'm flustered. "Why do I feel that this room and this incident are no strangers to me" I observed the surroundings.

Gushh ....

My body was again pushed. This time I went back to an empty, empty, white room.

"Did you remember, Finn?"

The sound of someone filling the room.

"S ... s. .. Who are you?" I was looking for a form that asked.

"Oh son. After all that, don't you remember?" ask the mysterious voice again.

"A .. a. .. What do you mean! Remember that? Remember what?"

Suddenly a white dust flew past me. Of course I was amazed to see the dust that out of nowhere it came from. The dust then stopped in one corner of the room and displayed its shape.

"My son Prince Finn," called a woman in a white dress and blonde hair that was the shape of the white dust formed earlier.

"Deb ... deb .. dust it!" surprised I don't believe it.

"Why, Son? Don't you want to hug me, your own mother?" abugn.

"Mother? K ... k .. Are you my real mother?" my many.

"Yes, sure. Don't you want to hug me, son?" He spread his hands and approached me.

"B ... I ... Mother," My eyes glazed over wanting to hug. "But wait ..." I thought.

"No!" refute away. "How can I believe that you're my real mother?!"

The woman who claimed to be my mother was a bit surprised.

"You, don't believe me, son?" the woman was a little sad.

"I can't just trust you!"

"Alright, I'll prove it to you," he said.

Gushh ....

Once again my body was pushed far across space and time. I stopped in a room that looked like a noble's room.

"D ... d. .. where am I now?" ask me to myself.

Oeeeeeeee! Oeeeeee!

Hearing a voice behind me, I looked up.

"Well!"

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"Hah .. hah ... where is the figure?" asked Manda by holding her stomach while adjusting her breath.

"Yes, it's disappearing very quickly" said Dina ngosan.

Kriet ....

The sound of the door squealing beside them, of course they all immediately turned their heads.

Zlup!

It seemed that a mysterious person was peering out from behind a large wooden door.

"Hey! He's there!" exciting Gamma.

That figure also suddenly ran away in tears. They chased after the mysterious figure again, regardless of the place they entered.

'MISTAKE LABYRINTH'

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"Well!"

"It's her son's mom" said a woman handing a baby to a woman lying in bed.

"Well, it's very handsome mama's child, said the woman kissed her child's forehead gently.

Drap ... drape .. drape ....

Suddenly a man came in a hurry.

"Who is he? Is that her husband?" my thinking.

"This is our baby, Marine?" ask the man to approach the woman.

The woman called 'Marine' nodded. A smile was etched on the lips of the noble man. They also held each other and hugged each other.

Gushh ....

"Well!"

"Conscious, Kanda! He's our son!" said a woman crying while holding her baby tightly.

"No! He is my food!" beringas the sharp-toothed man, terrible face, and black tail complete with long and pointed spines.

"They .. this I've seen," I thought. "but at that time I saw the horrible tailed woman why this was ..." I began to remember.

"Deliver!" the scream of the woman that the terrible man dragged.

Gushh ....

Not finished watching the tense incident earlier, my body was in a place that was not foreign to me.

"This ...this is in front of my orphanage!" myrag.

"Hiks .. hiks .. forgive your parents, son" said the mother stroked the baby she placed in the basket.

The atmosphere was raining heavily in front of the home.

"Ka ... that sentence ..." I thought I was no stranger to the sentence that the woman in the red hood said. "Yes! The dream! That was the phrase in my dream!" thought again.

Chequek!

Feeling that something was coming out, the robed woman immediately left her body.

Oeeeeee! Oeeeeee!

"Well! Whose baby is this?" said a woman came out and found a baby in front of her house.

"Eye!" surprised to see that came out was Umi, the owner of the parlour who took care of me with the other orphanage children.

The woman approached and picked up a paper in the baby's basket.

I also approached the owner of the home and found ....

"Well! This ...." startled Fikram.

The woman who owned the parlor put down the paper and brought the blue-covered baby in the wicker basket inside.

"That's the paper Umi gave me when I asked," I said.

I also bowed and clenched his hands firmly as if holding something back, TEARS.

A piece of events came back to my mind.

"This is all that Umi found in your basket, son" said the owner of the parlor showing me a piece of paper with the inscription.

At that time I accepted it with hope and disappointment. Because a piece of paper isn't enough to know where your family came from.

"Do you believe it now, son?" the blonde woman appeared again.

Instantly the picture around me turned into a plain white room again.

"Even my name is listed in your name, my son" he said again.

I'm still down.

"Do you need to prove it again, son."

"Is all that evidence not enough? Say, Son! Say it!" his insistence.

"ENOUGH!" kupakkupada. "Now I ask you," he looked up slowly. "Why did you just leave me? Wh why? Where have you been all this time?!" pekiku.

"Son, listen to Mother Dul-" said the woman approaching.

"Don't come any closer!" seruku away. "You! You don't come near me!" my word. "Answer! Answer my question!" I demand. "Where? Where have you been all this time! You let me live haunted by curiosity and loneliness without knowing my real family!" paparku.

"Son, listen ... listen-" she touched my shoulder.

"Enough! Don't touch me!" I snapped while forcibly pulling her body away from her.

"Listen, listen ...." I now hold both of my shoulders to face him.

I also rebelled, reluctant to look at the woman who claimed to be my mother.

"Listen ... hear ..." still forcing me to look at him.

I remained reluctant and still bowed.

"Listen ... Listen to me first, son!" The woman held both my jaws and looked up to him to look at her.

It could be seen in my eyes that there was a look of sadness, longing, and hatred mixed in there. The woman hugged me tightly.

"Listen .. listen, son. Whatever you did back then, it was all for your own good and safety, son" she explained with a clear liquid starting to wet her eyes.

I still don't budge.

"Dad, your father wanted to eat you that time, son. K. .. k.. You've seen, right? He wants to eat you" he explained. "Which mother would her child be eaten by her own husband? J ... j .. So I had to leave you there, son."

"Trust me for all that you've done for your own good, son" she reassured me.

"C ... Mama!"

that's the word that came out of my lips after hearing his explanation. I also started returning hugs from the woman I called 'mother.

"Hiks .. hiks ... I know, Fikram misses Mom a lot. For years Fikram wanted to know the real Fikram family, hiks ... hiks" I said in tears.

"Yes, Son. I'm sorry," said the woman.

He and I hugged for quite a while.

"Here, son Mother strong child, don't cry anymore huh? Boy time whiny gini, anyway?!" she rubbed gently my tears that wet her cheeks.

"Hiks .. hiks ...." I'm back down.

"If you cry like this what your sister says later, hem?" said the woman.

"Sister?" my confusion looked up and stared fixedly at the woman.

POV Fikram End's.

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