Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu: Unlocking Many Questions

      The look started to return to normal. Now Lenia was among the crowd of humans. The girl stepped up. His eyes were blank, even the street seemed to be saying the same thing at this moment.

      "Lenia, where are you!" Said the girl whispering to herself, in the hands of a fictional book in her arms.

      Lenia stared at the orange sun covered in mist. Stopping the steps and breathing deeply. Raising the right hand, the fingers moved as if they could touch on his gaze. The girl smiled.

      There was no shadow and no sound of footsteps could be heard while the wails of the crowd hid themselves from the gazes. Someone was right behind Lenia, closing the girl's eyes with a palm. Lenia's slightly open lips revealed her rabbit teeth, "you'll be greedy if you want it, little girl!" The voice of the man sounded heavy, as if half-whispering. The man's palm slipped from Lenia's eye, the girl seemed to be silently bewitched. Something resuscitated him until a gaze was swept over the man's body with a thin red cardigan carved in blue roses from gold ink who was stepping amidst the frenzy. Slow steps but hints at charisma that is difficult to explain until it is realized that the body seems to disappear behind the fog. Around cover with footprints each. The girl fell silent and lowered her hand slowly.

    Lenia went into the brown building. Automatic open glass door for him. He smiled at everyone in front of his eyes, "good morning!" a friendly and cheerful word. Step into the elevator, enter and press 3. No one was with him. The elevator stopped, the steps began to rush and the choice he made was to direct his feet to run towards the room with a white door in front of him. The sound of breathing sounds harsh. Knock on the door, "excuse me sir?" While breathing.

      "Lake in!" Lenia opened the door and in front of her was sitting a sweet-faced man on a sofa, he was wearing an expensive black toxedo. His gaze and facial expression looked cold, staring at Lenia from behind his glasses.

"Sit down!" with a firm tone of voice while opening his glasses. Lenia looked nervous then sat down slowly beside him. The girl still held her breath.

      "What are you doing?" Open dialogue. Lenia said, "making a new novel, that's the truth." A doubtful answer that sounds stammering.

      "With your new novel?" Continue the man while flipping sheet by sheet the novel script in hand.

      "Try to make a work of fiction!" Stare around. The man beside Lenia placed the novel script on the table, precisely the table in front of them.

      "The question is what's with your new novel?" Lenia was speechless at the repeated-sounding question from different people, "just the story I wanted to tell, that's all!"

      The man placed his hands behind the back of the sofa and brought his face closer to Lenia, "what is with this figure, you look very well described!" squinting, trying to intimidate.

      The girl's face looked flat without dodging, as the man's face in front of her drew closer, "maybe I'll get an answer soon, but I'm sure that's what every novelist thinks!" Lenia's answer made the man speechless. Their faces look very close. Just a few millimeters.

      "Sir I put the contract on my father's table!" Step towards the computer desk. Lenia was still in the position of staring at each other with the man in front of her.

      "I'm sorry!" Step up with a smile, closing the door slowly. The man in front of Lenia pulled the body into the starting position. Stand up and step towards the documents at his desk. Look focused on the contract document sheet.

      "He's the new secretary, sir?" The look was on the door.

      "You like it? She's a very sexy girl." Smiling slanted flipping the width of the contract. Stepping towards Lenia, "why is it so different?" Standing in front of the girl while thrusting out the documents.

      Lenia picked up the contract documents, looking smiling after opening sheet by sheet. Opening the bag and hands seemed busy stirring the contents of his bag.

      "The pen is on the table!" Lenia smiled with that word, then carried the documents with her towards the workbench. Nameplate of glass, 'Director Leon Keynya K.'

      Leon sat leaning against the sofa, holding the script of the novel. "Ley, why is it so different from your other genes?" Lenia looked at Leon, "differences are not always bad sir, even arguably can describe unique and interesting things in a work if done responsibly!" Smiling knot.

      "The question point is why should there be a lot of fiction in other genres, that's the focus of the question from now on?" Focus on the script in hand.

      "I usually focus on the world of education and technology and this time want to be a little different, Maybe?" Lenia fell silent while signing the contract.

      "All your fans, this is too mature?" Leon raised next to an eyebrow.

      "I will be responsible for my writing, after all, it is not important to enjoy it just for learning once in a while to enjoy education in my entertainment!" Lenia stepped up and stopped right in front of Leon. The man placed the script on the table, "the words that sound wise are forcing, I'm a little uncomfortable with the title!" Staring intently at Lenia and the girl fell silent then turned her gaze on the finger pointing at the title of the script, 'The Devil's Grip Creature.'

      'Because basically humans are afraid of the principle of demons and angels.'