Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu Chapter I: The Prologue of the Sunscreen Opener

Something happened to those eyes, what should I do. The world is sometimes so terrible to see and remember that sometimes the spring breeze is terrible. And tonight, what happened to this family.

      In Central Kalimantan precisely in East Barito, Tamiang Layang. A cute girl with her neat curly hair was standing at the door of the house. He stood stiff as a smile disappeared from his face. Cheerful attitude was destroyed just by staring at the fence of his house.

      Cynic-mouthed black fence. Lenia opened slowly every imprinted footprints, a definite goal towards a long house with an ancient Dayak design.

Step stalled, his eyes staring intently at the huge white door. Mouth tightly shut even trembling hands carried fear of what was waiting behind it. Is there a white devil?

      He pushed the door slowly and then entered. Slow step gaze directed down with tension. No words can describe the atmosphere. Both hands in front, holding a black bag hanging neatly as if guarding the foreseen future. Footsteps get firmer and slightly accelerated and eventually stop at one point. Like being doused in hot water, the girl's eyes grew rounder 'what happened' a less certain word was spoken in the heart.

      No one could hear, the bag fell out of his hand. Such a disgusting sight was plastered clearly in front of a high school girl like her.

His father was naked with a girl who was almost his age making love there. His father did not know and probably did not care about his presence.  The thing that made him hate the most was that the girl's eyes looked at Lenia without any guilt and instead strengthened her lustful face even more. The two people he now hated the most embraced each other warmly in a cold state. The girl stepped quickly towards the door and ran down the street. If you want to say rude this is the time, but it will not be better for Lenia who is used to showing off her harsh words.

      'The page I wanted to destroy the most from the book I wrote.'

        Running rough into the darkness, the night peeked out from behind his smile. Each leg snapped, a drop of tears accompanied the step. Flat-faced crying, eyes staring straight and feet stopping. 'Is it far enough to leave the demon house?' Confused and asked why he had left. Sitting languidly while holding both knees and drowning the head there. Isak sounds painful.

        The wind swept the forest around. A girl with a cry as a suitable decoration in the middle of an empty street. From the forest beside him a dark mist formed a figure of a body and became a silhouette. The moon, which was originally covered in black clouds, began to open revealing the figure of a man's body without clothes standing six meters from the girl. The figure stepped slowly, yet firmly.

      Black smoke surrounds the legs and forms flat-front black dress pants while both hands are stretched out in front of the body. A slight movement from the palm, a black-colored suit there. Pairing on his left hand. Small colored smoke goes to the chest and forms an anti-fit-style white T-shirt on the body. Neatly attached suit. Hanging sleeve suit. His steps stopped right in front of the girl.

      She gently stroked Lenia's head. Take a sitting position so that it is almost parallel to the girl, with both legs left slightly open and the left leg looking slightly raised. His eyes looked at the girl with a seductive look. Tilting the head in slow motion. Lenia raised her head, looking at someone who was stroking her hair.

      The man lowered his hands slowly onto Lenia's face, "why is there such a mischievous girl lost here." Lenia was speechless as cold hands gently swept the girl's tears. Still drifting to hear a word from a 'someone' whom he was unfamiliar with the cold glare of his eyes. As if fate, what the word was enough to describe the atmosphere let alone now under the light of the blood-red large moon. But ask, good or bad destiny.

"Are you a ghost?" Lenia's eyes were still locked in the eyes of the faint face of the street's dim lights.

      The man helped Lenia's body stand up, by holding both of the girl's shoulders tightly. Lenia, forcing her body to stand up, was still with a confused face. The footing was still very weak, even one of the legs lost balance and almost made it fall towards the side of the body. However, quickly Lenia's hand held tightly onto the arm of the man who was now standing with her.

"Request?" The girl is still digesting.

"A lot of requests I can grant then say clearly, miss!" Smiling half-temptingly.

      "Are you a fairy?" lenia's words hung and sounded soft. Tears kept dripping slowly filled his cheeks again. The man in front of him hugged Lenia's body tightly. Lenia's face was beside the man's right neck. The girl's legs are seen on tiptoes.

      "Actually I want this to be over, the night is getting longer" his eyes were fixed on the red moon that was coming to an end. "What am I supposed to do with a submissive girl?" he said quietly beside Lenia's sobbing ears.

Lenia suddenly returned a hug from the man.

      The man who was hugged, looked confused but, slightly moved his head then smiled. The left hand held onto Lenia's hair slowly and began to gently touch. The girl slowly stopped crying. 'If I die it'll be better'

      "We're going to a place that will make your heart?'' A heavy whisper, "burn!" continued.

Lenia was silent while tightening her embrace. The girl nodded. For him all is hope, to end it all. No matter what is in front of your eyes anymore. If you have to fall then it is the right time for him.

      "Quite the answer, right, naughty girl who is obedient?'' continued the man, the skewed smile increasingly mysterious. A moment later the bodies of both of them lifted up and along with that a thin black fog became a decoration around them. Floating through the trees. Every now and then their feet step on one of the branches of the tree and make movements on its leaves and trunk.   

      Away from the tree of one tree to another with hands depends on the branches of wood that are used as support for their bodies. Even to move places do not require difficult things, just hold the roots of the tree. The bodies of the two were dancing in the water. Deftly, take their bodies to the next tree.

      The view of the forest with an amazing night was an open gift for Lenia. Aweful face at once not believing even confused. What happened to him. The bedtime story that was brought when he was a child, a long dream as if it can be concluded as 'death' although like that there is no longer a word of care as long as the happy word is written with a soft on the girl's face. The fallen leaves become a complement to the evening gift, some of which hit Lenia's body. The body feels light the movement of the tree is getting slower. Perfect evening gift surrounded by dramatic process.

      Fireflies as a tone. The rays spurred some forest animals to stand up and come out of hiding. Watching the King of the night look calm. Shift your eyes from around looking ahead. A tree branch was wrapped around a python that reflected a green light almost as big as a human body.

      Lenia's eyes were round, her words were stuck in her throat in doubt with the sight there. He held her arms while closing his eyes. 'What would happen if I died today?'