Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu: Threat to Threat

      Lenia frowned along the way. Rey just took a rough breath. Cars drove through several cities and one of them Buntok.

      People can choose good and bad. A very mature work mikih the nature. One word, one smile and one taste can animate and kill another human being at a point of understanding a particular meaning. Dare to choose in distress, is mandatory for humans.

       Lenia threw the bag over her bed. Plunge yourself into his bed. Closing his eyes, the faint shadow of a man.

      'What should I defend if he is the angel of death.' Snuggled up, "i really hate him." Slow voice.

      'Wind to break the curse because it's what bothered me, but of all the curses there must be a big thing to sacrifice as well.'

      The orange color in the clouds changed to black, and a small round hanger was white as the point of the night. Until a turnaround makes the eye glare.  The sound of early morning birds and water points falling from the leaves. A quick and serious change.

      "Dress out, sweat out!" Lenia is wearing an anti-fit style sweatshirt and slacks. In his ear white handset. Wire in the bag. Sweat dripped down some of his hoodies. Grounded feet decorating loafers shoes, bouncing some couples and families. The park looks very crowded. Trees, flowers and fountains in the shape of white magpies. A large church with shades of blue-and-white including a fence and a statue of the malikat in front of it. "Friday, family and couple." Breathe while still running small.

      The string lights up a sign someone is contacting, picking up wireless glasses, and displaying a hologram of Eli's face in front of his eyes.

"Ley, don't tell me anymore about sports!" Eli stared flatly as only Lenia's face was visible on the screen.

      "Team, teng. Your guess is my son's right." Gasps.

      "Tomorrow to submit your novel, Lei!" sipping coffee.

      "Tomorrow?" legs stopped, one hand rested on the knee, "you must be serious my son!"

      "I'll shut it down, have fun." His glasses being ordinary glasses, Eli turned off their video call.

      "This crazy kid is worse than anything. Wonder how he knows I'm a sport, but just showing my face?" Putting on the horses, then running roughly, some people looked at him with strange gazes.

      The sound of the night with the sound of animals is a whisper. Step by step with casual sandals from the skin climbing the stairs. A blue kimono made of silk patterned with hornbills dragged between the stairs and the bottom of the kimono shows the fine feathers of the bird itself. The chest is left open until it shows neatly arranged muscle rows. The blue long sleeping pants hang loosely made of silk without a motive. In his hands is an ancient book. In silence, a sharp gaze with neatly arranged random hair.

"Truly troublesome!" Bart stared at the open window, right at the end of the stairs.

      Eli shut the door, "it's cold?" Hands clutched and stroked each other, the girl's fur stood up.

     Lenia kept moving on the bed. The girl's eyes were closed, "can't, you can't sleep anyway, because if forced then it will only make the black dot on your mind seem a lot of wandering." Sit over.

Take the ice cream out of the refrigerator, sit in a chair and turn on the television. A few scoops of ice cream went into the mouth, "after a second thought. I'd be dead if Bart found out I let the kid sleep next to me. I even had a wet dream. It's over, even though I wish my life could be quiet!" Suddenly stood. The girl's expression was clearly almost crying. The raised right hand was still holding the spoon, and ice cream fell onto his face.

      Sitting weakly, "but after I thought further, why did I even dream wet with him instead of with that bastard Bart. Don't think about it, everything must be fine!" Removing ice cream from the face by hand, "that boy, I hope we won't see you again, Amin." Stabbing coarse ice cream with a spoon.

      "But still!" Pulling his hair with his hand still holding the spoon, "this is because of that fool, he must also say things that make people think."

'I didn't know he could bother me. Between honest lies or honest lies. Both are very painful.'

"Really disturbing!" Yells. The dog sounds from outside.

      'Lei, if there is a man I will consider it a war!' Lenia throws her gawai in a weak motion.

      Bart sat at the window. Batik curtains made of white velvet dance on the left and right. Lean on the window edge. The left leg hangs and the right leg is allowed to bend. Open the book page plan. Blue colored fireflies headed towards him. The view outside the window was full of trees. The majestic forest with the brownish-red castle-style Rumah Betang stands in the middle. The sound of the night beast is welcome.

      "You got blood?" Closing the book slowly.