Candra Kirana
Fainted

The warm tea and dinner that slowly entered Kiran's mouth began to energize her exhausted body. Her fever gradually dropped and the discomfort in her entire body faded, just after Candra gave her the medicinal herbs.

"Are we the only ones eating?" ask Kiran.

They only eat both. Candra's reason for having dinner for her family is still an hour away. Whereas he couldn't possibly let Kiran get cold with a rumbling stomach just from waiting for dinner.

"You can catch a cold if you don't eat right away!"

Kiran simply nodded in affirmation. While eating, occasionally the tail of his eyes saw the doors of the room facing the dining table open. The Candra family went in and out of the room in silence, walked to the back, kitchen or to the front of the house without greeting Kiran at all.

"Your family's cute, huh? Other than your father and Mak Sinah, I've never talked to anyone else."

Candra grinned, "Ehm, I just don't like it if they're friendly with you! You may be more willing to serve them than I am!"

Kiran groaned in annoyance, "Candra!"

"Hm, what's wrong with my opinion. I can be jealous, right?"

Kiran flushed, but giggled amusedly. "You're like an unstable ABG! We're talking on the porch, yuk! I'm done eating."

"Aren't weary? We can chat in the room, you can rest, lay down while covering!"

Kiran glared, "Still afternoon, Can! Shame on me your brothers! Dateng, eat, say .. crazy!"

"Okay, let's go ahead then! Bring tea!" Candra chuckles, but doesn't mind Kiran's idea of hanging out on the porch.

There will be a lot of sightings outside the house, Candra is worried Kiran sees something that can scare her. One hand, Candra can't resist her girl's wishes. Sooner or later Kiran will also realize her surroundings are located and who Candra really is.

Kiran followed Candra while carrying two cups of tea. They sat in wooden chairs next to each other, separated by a certain distance as an ethic of politeness in people's homes. Hahey!

Kiran was still embarrassed, she felt as a presumptuous and overly bold guest for coming alone in the evening. And obviously, he'll sleep in Candra's room again tonight.

"What story do you want?" ask Candra kalem. Despite knowing the purpose of Kiran coming, asking is a form of attention.

Kiran turned her head, watching Candra's handsome face in the dimness of the light. "I'm the same Septi yesterday went to a smart man's house in Jombang!"

"Well?" ask Candra enthusiastically. Ready to listen to whatever comes out of Kiran's mouth.

"Yes because Septi often see the appearance, continue Surya love the idea to come to the person who can help close the inner eye!"

"Trus how did it go?"

"Septi said the hell has no symptoms of being able to see the subtle creatures again, but do not know also, a new person a day."

"Yes hopefully it can be closed permanently" said Candra, responding with no expression of interest to Kiran's story.

"The young psychic said hello to my boyfriend, is it weird?" ask Kiran while changing the direction of her seat to face Candra. "What do you know about that Jombang shaman?"

Candra replied in a reluctant tone, "Who? Bambang huh? I don't know."

Uh, did Kiran mention the name of the young shaman who handled Septi?

Kiran frowned in surprise, "Kok you know that his name is mas Bambang?"

"You called yourself his name earlier," replied Candra deliberately evasive and make Kiran confused.

"Masa? I forgot! You know, the shaman was also interested in this locket!" Kiran held her pendant, trying to show Candra.

"Let me see!" Candra approached, pretending to observe the shape of the pendant up close. Before long he chuckled, looked at Kiran deeply and then kissed the pendant. "Fortune stuff!"

"What do you mean, Can?" kiran asked increasingly not understand.

"I used to have a locket like this, but it was lost when I had an accident" Candra explained briefly.

"I found this on the climbing path."

Candra looked into Kiran's eyes again, "I was in an accident on the hiking trail, before the land was above the clouds."

"Can ... You no longer admit that this locket has you missing, right?"

"Why is that?" ask Candra playfully.

"Yes if you feel this is yours, I give it back!" Kiran prepared to take off her necklace.

Kiran was pensive, looking back at the face of Candra who was so close to her. "Don't tell me it's a sign of a soul mate!"

Candra chuckled, kissing Kiran's cheek for a moment and replied with a serious look. "I don't mind making a fool out of you, baby!"

Kiran grimaced, she was not even 21 years old yet and Candra teased her with a serious expression. "Which part of it makes you not object? We're not even one month old yet!"

"All!" Candra did not sound like she was flailing, the young man instead looked at her intensely and deeply. Which girl does not misunderstand the manly attitude and no element of playfulness, heh?

"All? You don't need to know me for longer? I'm lacking a lot, Can! Can't cook, lazy, chatty."

Candra raised the corners of her lips to form a thin arch, "Moreover?"

"Boros, not beautiful, likes to snack haphazardly .. anyway a lot of lack!"

"I don't see from what you've mentioned, I'm more lacking than you. The important thing is .. I love you!"

Kiran spontaneously grinned as she responded, "I love too."

"I want my world to be just you" continued Candra.

"Me too" replied Kiran. This time his face was serious.

"Others to ask? Your face looks really curious if you are still curious!"

Kiran looked at Candra's face before replying, "I want to be honest, other than your miss, there's actually something I want to know here. I'm sorry if this sounds ridiculous, can I see this shoulder next to your house?"

"Come, but it's a little dark in there! Will it be late until tomorrow morning? You'll see it in the sun!"

"If tomorrow there's nothing cool, you work, I'm also not good with your father when his son's guests look around the shoulders of a kayak observer!"

"You want me home tomorrow?"

"Well, I'm selfish then! I want to see tonight, tomorrow at dawn I'm coming back out of the village looking for a vehicle!"

Candra stood up holding out a hand, "Come, bring the light!"

Kiran picked up the storm lights and welcomed Candra's hand. "I was a strange dream, I saw a couple fighting in front of the shoulder!"

"Trus you're curious?"

"Ehm .. yes, it feels like the man who quarreled is a bit like you." Kiran stared at Candra's face long enough, then began to step out of the terrace. "Come on!"

"Ohya, how similar?"

"Still looking out for you, anyway!" replied Kiran.

Up near the shoulder, Candra just stood sculpting, letting Kiran surround the shoulder satisfying the curiosity alone. Kiran spun twice, closely watching each corner, and was still dissatisfied. After putting the storm lights on one of the steps, Kiran moved away to look at the pundits from exactly the same distance as her dream.

"It looks a lot like you, Can! Maybe they're doing a cult here?"

Candra flicked her shoulders, looking straight at the figure hovering behind Kiran. "Have you finished yet?"

Kiran shook her head, not realizing there was a kuntilanak standing on his side right behind her. "Ehm ... How stinky is that, Can? Somewhat rhyme, there's not gonna be a dead rat near here."

"We're in yuk, it's cold in here!"

"Just a second!" Kiran's body fur was vertical instantly, there was a light hot air blowing around her neck.

Kiran surged in shock, spontaneously turning her head back and screaming her hardest. Candra ran and held Kiran as fast as lightning, her girl hysterically frightened as her two-nature view suddenly opened.

Apparently the young shaman Kiran visited secretly opened the spell of Candra. Clever, because it was done from afar. When Kiran was with him.

Ah, Kiran must not be aware of what happened to her when Mas Bambang shook tightly his hand before going home. Mas Bambang put up a scout, which was a crocodile demon that kept following Kiran away. The young shaman's apprenticeship had just returned to Jombang after Kiran entered the demit village.

Now, all the various subtle-creatures and shapes that were around the pundits were clearly visible to both eyes. His screams grow increasingly seething when he realizes that the one holding him is not Candra, but the scariest mediation Septi has ever seen in a boarding alley.

Kiran fainted in the arms of Candra's worst form.

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