Alter Ego's

Alter Ego's
Kenan Owen's


The expensive yellow car continued to run smoothly under Feiz's wheel. Crossing the smooth and wide asphalt of the city towards the narrower rural streets.


Now the scenery of skyscrapers lined up has changed with green trees and shade that cools the eyes.


“Villa is in the middle of a traditional village that is still exotic, you know. Residents there are friendly but still maintain customs. So keep your attitude when there” Feiz messages that are agreed by all groups.


“Keeping attitude like what do you mean?” search Mala. Once again the feelings of anxiety over Mala's feelings.


“Yes, such as not making troublemakers, doing acts that are forbidden by religion, acting disrespectfully. Anyway behave like a newcomer.” explained Feiz without realizing the accusatory gaze from Mala.


“Actually, will you drag into what kind of trouble am I?”


Not finished thinking so, Mala's eyes glimpsed a black shadow as tall as a coconut tree in a statue of reca.


The shadow had terrifying fiery red eyes.


Although blocked by the car glass, a cold aura of fear spread to Mala's body. The feeling is getting worse


...


Their journey ends in front of a modern Balinese traditional house-style residence complete with its bale.


In some places there is also a special reco statue of Bali. The aroma of plumeria flowers or bali japanese flowers is also as fragrant as to make anyone think they are in Bali.


“Wah, cool place.”


“Asyikk.”


“Keren.”


Praise the group with joy.


“Wah, it turned out better than my expectations.” Feiz commented after parking his car.


Mala suddenly felt an unusual cold wind. He looked around but did not feel that there was any wind blowing. The trees stood quietly


“Welcome, I've been waiting for you all” welcome a man dressed in white typical Balinese tribe. Judging by appearance, this man was very handsome in his brownish complexion, with plumeria frangipani flowers tucked sweetly in his right ear.


“I I Made Adry. The waiter and manager at this villa.” he continued to introduce himself. “ I've been waiting for your arrival” greet him with a professional smile.


“Let me inter..” take it.


They walked hand in hand behind I Made Adry.


Ghibahan exclaimed out of the little lips of the Princess about the visual I Made Adry that was ok. Making Mala and Resti chuckle.


If the look in the yard is typical with Balinese style, then in the room, modern classic European style is beautiful.


Huuwaa


The sixth hissing of teenagers felt even more astonished.


“Bli Adry, this villa is getting better.” Praise Feiz.


“Thank you. All this is certainly not separated from the criticism and suggestions of the visitors of the villa.” Reply I Made Adry


“Get better? Brother I Made Adry, has Feiz been here before?” search Mala full of suspicion.


“Call me Bli Adry only and right, when Mr. Feiz was a child and this villa is still managed by my parents, he several times came here” explained Bli Adry. “Ah, over there ladies room and beside it for men. You can rest and clean yourself up. In two hours we will have dinner” Terangnya while delivering the departure of his guests.


Once in the room, the Princess and Resti immediately frenzied perpetuate every corner of the room like a princess's house.


Not denied, all the interior and exterior in this villa as if built for puja. Even the room they occupied was so beautiful with the chandelier as the lamp and golden mattress like the princess room.


However, feelings of suspicion and anxiety continue to linger in Mala's heart.


...


Clanking the clock shows at 18:00 wib, Bli Adry has prepared dinner at a gazebo in the middle of a rose garden behind the villa.


The table is full of all kinds of delicious food. There are only four chairs. Two of them were filled with Angga and Amin.


There was a struggle between Mala, Putri and Resti on a chair that only stayed two.


Before the struggle reached the point of division, Bli Adry came and let Mala occupy another gazebo led Bli Adry.


...


“Why do I have to be with you?” mala's protest with a stern look led directly at Feiz.


Initially Mala felt very lucky because it got a wider gazebo than other children and a more instagramable panorama.


He prepared to take a selfie and show off to his social media. But, the beautiful shadow of the flood like and envy of all his friends, shattered because the silvery hair man came without guilt had ruined Mala's mood.


Feiz, the silvery-white-haired man, was visibly lit up with his white tuxedo. It was as if challenging the dim light of the red lantern over there which was the only illumination.


Mala glared at Feiz. “ What does this mean?”


“What mean? We're having dinner, right?”


“Why should I have one table with just you?”


“You know for yourself, the chair is less”


“But.”


“Already, sit down and eat only. You haven't eaten, have you? Your brother said, since morning, you've only eaten a little”


“Ga tastes.” Mala got up from the seat.


KRUUYUUKKKK..


Stomach rumbling interrupted their quarrel.


“It looks like you're hungry, miss. I've prepared Foie grass that is deliberately prepared for you both” said Bli Adry while putting food dishes.


With a flushed face, Mala sat back down to her chair.


“We also make peking duck. Then, for the drink I actually plan to prepare campaign or rose wine to fit the food menu. But because you are Muslim, I replaced it with watermelon cucumbar punch.”


Bli Adry continuously raved about the food menu presented at the table. As if to make Mala forget her embarrassment from the embarrassing incident just now.


At the dinner, far outside the villa, in front of the reco, where a black figure as tall as a coconut tree lay, lay a lifeless man.


The figure looked furiously at the lifeless man in front of him. In the next instant, a long howl of the sound of wolves telling each other.


...


“How was dinner? Romantic?” The princess immediately leaned towards the door when Mala entered, followed by Resti who was silent but looked very curious.


“What is romantic? It's just eating.” Deny Mala.


“What, anyway. No exclamation.” protest Princess


“This is not a spectacle.”


Mala just drifted into a golden bed that looks soft and comfortable.


The princess who looked dissatisfied with Mala's answer followed her to sleep.


...


Bli Adry was busy chopping meat in the kitchen. Her finger accidentally sliced. And blood flowed straight.


From his ears caught the sound of footsteps approaching him.