Ash-boss
The Black Book II

“ Means, .. ” another hand suddenly coiled sweetly on the shoulder Barrel. The hand of the young man who was now sitting on the table behind Laras was trying to find the most comfortable position to be able to last longer in the boat Laras. “ Death can lurk lo at any time as long as you are alive. ” continued the young man with his ignorant smile.

Not responding to anything that the young man said to him, Laras grutu annoyed. Wishing the young man didn't come to harass her anymore.

" Hey! " The boy was Eren. He smiled welcoming the face of the girl who was very adorable to him.

“ Starting from the human being born until the entire course of his life, death is not something that can be determined by man himself. Life always depends on death. And a death always leaves a new life story. ” added Eren who is not less deep to look into the eyes of Laras.

“ That's how it should be.” Sela Aksara. “ When you live, death is certain. But when you die, life is not necessarily on your side. For the reason we are born and live in the world is the initial process of death itself. ”

Aksara completes the sentence Eren who is still fixated on the big round eyes of the figure of Laras who was suddenly staring at the figure of Eren with a look of fear.

In the eyes of the girl, the lifemaker who yesterday had disappeared from the figure of Eren back to follow Eren. The figure is now also wrapping his wrinkled old hand on Laras' shoulder. The figure that looks up also gives a mystery of its own for him. Because although not trying to pick Eren up, the figure looks ready to bring Eren into the darkest death ravine in the world. Dark Eve that shadowed the lifemaker made Laras drown and hit the body of Aksara standing right behind him.

While from another angle, the gazes of the two young men depicted an endless showdown. Their eyes did not release each other's figures. Where in the eyes of Aksara, he saw another figure from Eren. In maroon-red robes, a long stick with seven small skulls surrounds the end of the stick. Also the darkness that burst out from under his cloak, Eren's figure became a figure so different from the one in Laras's view.

And in the eyes of Eren himself, the figure of Aksara is not much different from him. Where Aksara wore his all-black clothes. A darkness far darker than himself came out from behind his wings which only remained bones. The hourglass that moved slowly on the black-covered book in his right hand gave an impression on Eren of who the figure of the young man who was now placing both hands on the shoulders of the Baras.

“ Maaf... ” said Laras interrupted the dispute in silence the two young men who were around him.

Trying to wipe away her tears that were not constantly flowing, Laras sat on the table beside her trying to stand up well after what he saw on Eren's figure. He set his breath that was almost choked. Doubted by how to explain to Eren the figure that followed him, Laras again lost his strength to just stand up well.

“ It looks like this book is yours? ” Aksara thrust the black-coated book under the hand of Laras.

Obtained. Baras saw the book move into his hands casually. At the same time, the fear and sadness that Laras felt due to the appearance of the figure that followed Eren, disappeared instantly. His strength recovered as if whatever happened in his memory just now was no longer a meaningful thing.

Without saying anything else, Aksara walked casually out of the library room where she used to be alone. Seeing the shadow of Aksara reflected by the glass door of the library in front of him, Laras looked back at the figure who walked casually to take Mr. Dirto away. The figure of a young man dressed all in black with an hourglass in his hand. The bones resemble wings as if they were part of the body of the young man who has now passed and away from the building of the library building.

Barrels riveted.

“ So? ” Eren brought his face closer. Looking deeper into the past the girl who suddenly looked up and seemed to have lost her own consciousness.

Passed.

***

“ Aksara is not human huh? ”

Laras buried his face in the book he had learned. He looked beside her. There, there was a pile of books that he should have tidied up. Some books, some comics and novels. But the eye finally found a foreign book in the pile of existing books. An old black-coated book that Aksara had given him this afternoon. His hand slowly reached for the black book. Flipping through the black-covered old book that made him become dealing with Aksara and Eren with an incredible life story.

Slowly opened the front page of the black-covered book. On the first page that originally contained a photo of a female toddler, now the photo no longer exists. Only a black-framed color adorned his front yard. The quotation mark under the frame was still the same as the first beginning he opened the black-coated old book before it became his.

“ Only empty books too! ” Sentences Eren some time ago suddenly echoed by Laras who was opening one page after another of the old book wrapped in black given the Aksara.

“ Which page is empty? ” Baras open and reopen the page of the book. And read one note after another written on several pages.

Because it's...

When I realized time was no longer on my side for long,

All I want is to be with you..

Even if it means I'll be on the dark side...

There are many words that relate to death. There is resentment, there is laughter, there is joy, sadness, disappointment, and some happiness. But of the sentences he read, Laras fell silent and shed tears as he opened the last page of the black-bound old book. There was a lot of sadness in his body. His heart felt pierced and felt pain. Rereading the sentence that really made him sad, brought Laras to the shadow of a very dark dream.

There's only one note in the book. One sentence on the main page of the black-covered old book.

“ I love you..” and the cry of a woman in a knee-length black dress who squirms in a very shady place in a place she has never known. The mist and shadow of several trees without leaves dominated the place. A place behind an endless iron gate that opened slightly and spread so much air of sadness, waiting and longing. From behind the open gate, Laras shows how a woman wept bitterly in her grief. The wailing groan suddenly brought and awakened an evil shadow that was ready to pull the soul of the woman with darkness surrounding her. Trying to tell the woman, the sound of Laras screaming as if swallowed by the atmosphere of the heartbreaking place. As soon as he was about to run towards the woman, the shadow of a pitch-black hand tried to pull and carry Laras away from where he was standing now. He bounced back behind him and was shocked.

Baras woke up with cold sweat pouring out all over his body. Realizing that all he saw was a dream, Laras still felt very afraid to be able to resume his sleep in the middle of the night.

***