Atlanna Abiyaksa
18 | Past Truths

The fight was unbalanced because the presence of old Jartien seniors who had a lot of fighting experience, sharp weapons that they carried bloody with both eyes increasingly bought the savage.

Arka smiled obliquely seeing the reckless Raskal come to help Atlanna who was dealing with her.

Parang is cast, falling on one of Atlanna's arms without being prevented from making the girl's long groans sound. Both of Raskal's eyes bulged, Navaro and the others lost focus because of that.

"ABRA!"

"S-sick," ringis Atlanna, the girl looks weak to complain to the newly arrived Raskal.

"Why did you have to come here, huh?" angry Raskal, his ten fingers he held firmly until his books whitened, the man's jaw tightened, showing how he did not like him with a man who coolly laughed.

"Retreat," he said in the end. Atlanna shook her head making Raskal stare at her nyalang. "Retreat, Atlanna!"

"Can't."

Arka laughed again seeing the frustrated expression mixed in panic owned by Raskal. The two gender-different humans were no longer able to blur and even move widely, the right and left side formations had been broken down by their seniors so they freely inserted both of them into the vortex.

Raskal turned to look at Tristan and Doni, the two students who had previously protected Atlanna had become the moons of the enemy, head to body was seen to bleed profusely.

"Lo break my promise." Netra Raskal darkened, staring disappointedly at Arka who now changed her face in anger. "His word you wouldn't hurt Atlanna if I kept her away."

"Lo's breaking my promise, damn it!" arka's breath hunts down, her right hand gripping the powerful sharp katana she uses to hurt Atlanna. "Lo said you'd stay away and keep him for me, why do you even like him, huh?!"

Atlanna was silent with the confession of the two people in front of her. The sky began to rumble, a gale blowing around several trees to make a sinister impression in the brawl this time.

Tranggg!!

"Lo back!" Atlanna flinched as Navaro was in front of her, the man grimacing as his hand was injured to fend off the opponent's attack abruptly. His body was squeaked, a huge machete almost penetrated his stomach if not shrewd in dodging.

Trang!! The branch!! The branch!!

The long groan from Navaro sounded painful. The man moved backwards, his power drained out of serving two seniors at once after serving his inexhaustible Yori power.

Navaro swung his weapon randomly in the air, his netra looked back and did not find the whereabouts of Atlanna, while also his breath felt like on the tip of the hair, the man panicked not playing.

"DANNA!!" panicked Navaro shouted, he managed to find the girl being pulled by two enemies and returned to fight in vulnerable areas.

"Arghh, motherfucker!" navaro's long, medium-sized groans of celurit managed to tear his arm deeply. On the other hand, his heart felt troubled to see the hollow smile of his little sister.

Today's chilling brawl, the shadow of the brawl two years ago that made Ravloska proud to have killed Jartien's leader is now real. Today, Navaro bears witness to how ferocious his enemy forces are as if possessed by hundreds of demons.

Blood flooded the entire indoor field where they used to be punished, moans full of pain would imprint on them to become a terrible trauma.

A long katana came mowing down the huge bamboo that was cast towards Atlanna. The girl looked up in surprise, her lips mute at the person who saved her.

"A-arca?"

Arka smiled gamang, he pointed his katana towards the front making the guy use bamboo back regularly as ordered.

"Sorry" whispered Arka. "I'm the only one who can hurt you."

A small gelati that looks very sharp makes Atlanna run in panic. But ill-fated, because he was too afraid to step on his own shoelaces and make it easier for Arka to embrace him. The man's lips smiled brightly.

"REVOLVE!" his shout loudly until the brawl stopped, all eyes staring at him made Tristan shook his head limply under the enemy's footing.

"A-Atlanna." Pak Seto's breath stopped in his throat, his eyes staring worried Atlanna's body which is now in the Arka's grip. In his heart he did not stop cursing seperapahi the apparatus that never came.

"Take him out!" raskal screams, his body moves brutally trying to escape from the enemy that is holding the movement right, seconds later he groans in pain feeling a dagger stuck hard in his shoulder area.

Both of Navaro's knees were limp, with his knees standing and running towards them. Atlanna smiled faintly, she closed both her hands.

"Sorry..."

Raskal's heart felt stopped beating just like that, his air inhaled stuffy with a sense of tightness that strangled his chest. The earth was devastated, his body stopped moving staring at Arka who was unsheathed a dagger without cue.

"Yes!"

Atlanna was grimacing in pain, her body was limp, Arka swiftly grasped her waist and hugged her tightly, the man clenched Atlanna's body as if afraid of loss.

"I'm sorry, sorry," he muttered many times. "Lo might think of my liking as an obsession, but I really love you" whispered Arka.

Atlanna looked at her in the shade, she smiled slightly. "G-gue tau, l-lo c-cowok nga-sih g-gue na-fas b-made SD time, k-right?" he said with great difficulty.

Arka's entire body was numb, both her netra stared in shock at Atlanna's increasingly cold body, the screams of Ravloska's children returning savage did not make her lose focus. His brain was spinning so fast recalling his childhood.

A memory fragment a few years ago entered his brain randomly, instantly dizzy in his head becoming - so considering the shadow of a little girl had been floating on the banks of a river.

"Atlanna, are you kidding me?" Arka stared at her frantically, her body completely numb seeing the girl in her arms giving no response.

Arka's handbooks turned blue, the two neutrals heating up until drops of tears fell on Atlanna's cheeks. The girl he met two years ago had a relationship in his past. Arka is really upset.

"Honey, wake up.." said Arka, his hands were relentlessly slapping slowly Atlanna's cheek until the girl again groaned in pain.

Nature as if cursing them, clouds blackened and slowly descended soaking their bodies and carrying away their dreams. Police sirens were heard approaching, Yori stared at Arka at a glance before giving her friends a code to retreat without a leader.

"Don't move!"

Arka did not pay attention to the police who now pointed a firearm at him. The empty world he began to love with violence slowly faded away. The two corners of her lips raised formed a sincere smile for Atlanna who was still trying to hold on.

"Today, I'll keep our promise eleven years ago." His burly hands gently rubbed Atlanna's tears mixed with the rain, Arka burst into tears. "If you're an adult, ki-ta lives together."

Arka's breath was choked, Atlanna's body was puffed up in pain feeling her thin air was suffocating her even more. The man lowered his head, as he did eleven years ago, he gave Atlanna an artificial breath several times with lips that were unceasingly shaking.

Navaro, on the other hand, can only roar like a lion that has lost its mother. His body was limp helpless because the police held his movement.

Arka plucking the dagger that was still lodged in Atlanna's stomach made the girl cough up blood, her breathing sounding heavier. Unexpectedly, Arka pulled the dagger into her own chest making them glare in surprise. His body was hidden next to Atlanna until the netra they locked each other, their hands tightly linked together.

The slowly rushing specks of rain carried their blood flowing into one as if a bloody covenant. In their hearts, Atlanna enjoyed the moments of pain that turned numb, her whole body barely able to move with the breath at the tip of the horn.

"Today u-dah is not sick anymore. I lo-ve, you, miss Abi-yaksa." Arka said a piece of her sentence with great difficulty before both of their netra were closed together.