Diary From The Past
Chapter 9. Pop!

A light breeze woke Alea who was apparently soundly asleep in the Raseyan residence. The girl had planned to tell the chief about the sighting she saw. But upon arrival at the young man's house, Raseyan was nowhere to be found. Kavindra decides to look for Raseyan outside the house. Alea asked him to wait while analyzing the photo of scratches on the stone stolen by the looters in the future.

Although there is no evidence that the stone was stolen by the group The Great Destroyer, but their feelings say otherwise. The scratches on the stone had something to do with the seven chequey youths they were

meet at Mount Padang.

“Cold?”.

Raseyan's voice shocked Alea.

The girl hurriedly got up. His heart beat fast as he looked at Raseyan's gentle gaze.

“Crazy she saw me ileran dong?!” murmured Alea while removing the saliva that filled the corners of the lips.

Alea had no idea why he became this ugly. Didn't he used to sleep next to Raseyan?

Maybe at that time he only considered the young man as a stinking child? Yes, Alea muttered again. He never considered Raseyan a man.

Alea recalled her first meeting with the young man.

He awakens in the past and finds himself past the rites of marriage to a prince from an ancient nation. The prince lived under the curse of Agros, a nation that wreaked havoc in the days of early civilization.

Alea still remembered Raseyan's pale face. The prince always woke up with a pale face and bluish lips. Before meeting Alea, he could not every day enjoy the world. He slept more in a bed surrounded by fresh flowers. The scent of the flower is believed by both shamannya can neutralize the curse of Agros for a while.

It is not easy to get the flowers of the mountain. Sundayana residents living under the threat of Agros cannot often spend time above ground level. The time they had to search for those mountain flowers was very short. They had to find the flowers before Agros' troops descended to the land of Sundayana to patrol.

But Raseyan who was currently before Alea had a different aura.

He is no longer seen as the prince of sickness.

His childish face faded.

Jaws are more formed.

Raseyan's charm is getting more and more mesmerizing.

Alea hurriedly shook his head.

He was almost dragged into Raseyan's charm.

"Mahesaa. sorry" murmured Alea regretfully.

Raseyan slowly approached Alea and covered the girl's shoulders with a blanket of animal fur.

“This is my game...”.

“I didn't ask...” Alea said trying to be cold. He hoped Raseyan stopped being sweet or that his heart could explode on the spot.

Hope Alea is dashed.

Raseyan even chuckled amusedly.

Shit, murmured Alea. Raseyan's baritone voice made his heart rustle.

“Where is the sound of the crybaby screeching it?” alea's grumbling was annoyed.

Raseyan's mature figure almost made his defense waver.

“Why is that awkward?” raseyan asked as he looked gently at Alea.

“Who?”.

“Queen Aleaku..”.

“Ras!” hardik Alea's. He hoped the young man would stop calling her the queen.

Raseyan gently patted the animal fur blanket that was on Alea's shoulders.

“You know, when tanning this animal fur.

Alea gulped. He hopes to escape from Raseyan's house soon.

The girl did not want to hear a word from the young man's mouth.

He was worried that Raseyan would make him more misbehaved.

“Like the other men in the house next door, they made animal fur blankets for his wife's child. I often ask when it is my turn?”.

“Kan…. Kan...” Alea became groggy. He could not find any further words. It was obvious that the girl was wrong. He had not since when his mouth had become out of tune with the movements of his mind.

“Can what?” raseyan asked as if testing. He stared intently at Alea's eyes.

The girl's cheeks meet.

This was the first time he had seen the deathly gaze of the mature Raseyan.

“Death to me...” his murmur panicked.

He felt a loud explosion in his heart.

Raseyan's gaze made him die a flea.

Cute lips.

But he can't lose.

This is his battle with Raseyan!

It has to be stronger!

“And many women here... You just choose one!”.

“Ya many women..” laughter Raseyan.

The young man approached Alea then gently stroked the girl's hair.

“If I only want this one how?”.

Alea sculpted. The white flag just lifted.

His brain refused to work harder.

If the face of the jutek Mahesa does not cross.

Alea was sure, he would be a victim of Raseyan flirting.

Fortunately, Raseyan suddenly asked about the phone Alea was holding.

“It... smartphone right..”.

Apparently the young man still remembered the things he had encountered in the future.

“Why are you holding it while asleep?”.

Alea was reminded of the scratches on the river-side rock.

He almost forgot to tell Raseyan about the mysterious scratched stone.

The girl nimbly unlocked her phone and showed me the photos in the gallery.

“This.... Do you know him? I also saw it in the rock near the river sana”.

Raseyan.

He asked Alea to accompany him to see the rock scratches of the river.

“Ee... want what?” aela asked as Raseyan spontaneously clasped her hand.

“In the dangerous outside, I will protect you..”.

The girl brushed off Raseyan's hand.

“You don't remember me protecting you? So I can protect myself”.

The young man threw his smile.

“Iya, dear…. Up you”.

Baby???? Alea's ears are hot.

Where did Raseyan know the call? Is he imitating Kavindra or Mahesa?

Alea moved in a hurry. He did not want to be too close to Raseyan. Every single man approached, Alea hurriedly ran over. She tried to keep her distance from the young man who had been her husband.

In her heart, Alea did not want to betray Mahesa. He knew that after this he had to avoid the young man as much as possible. Alea knew that she had to find another house to shelter immediately.

The girl was sure that if her feelings were allowed, she would fall into the abyss of infidelity. He didn't want that to happen. Especially if you remember what Mahesa sacrificed for her.

“Mahesa...” call Alea in heart.

He hoped the god would come to pick him up soon.

Although this time Alea knew how to return to the future, but he could not be rash.

The Great Destroyer was patrolling around the gate connecting the transitional world with Mount Padang. Alea was not willing if the seven young men could afford to find the entrance. They

it would obviously do damage in the world that Raseyan lived in. Alea did not want to come back regretful. This time, he had to ensure the safety of the young man. He did not want to part with uncertainty like before.

Had Mahesa come to pick him up, his mission this time would have been completed easily. Yes, he only needed to dispel The Great Destroyer to go away from the gate to the transition world. He can ask

Mahesa to protect the transitional world population of the seven strange youths.

He can also say goodbye to Raseyan, farewell greetings that he should have said well long ago.

The girl bowed lethargic.

He did not want to linger in the transitional world.

“Alea..”.

Raseyan's call broke Alea's daydream. Apparently they have now arrived at the edge of the river. Alea hurriedly broke through the thickets. He was looking for a stone that had strange scratches on its surface.

Forehead Raseyan shriveled. He then placed his palm under his chin. The young man seemed to be thinking about something.

“Enter..”.

“That's right?” alea screams in hope.

“Ya..”.

“Where?” aela was impatient.

“Hmm, in each flower bedku”.

“You mean? This scratched stone always appears in your dreams?”.

Raseyan shook.

“I'm not talking about the stone”.

“Then?” asked Alea plain.

Raseyan pointed his index finger at Alea's face.

“You…. I'm talking about you”.

Alea fell silent. He did not expect Raseyan to return.

“Raseyan alea's screams held in shame.

The young man smiled sweetly. He seemed satisfied to have succeeded in making Alea's cheeks meet again.

Raseyan's getting bigger head.

He knew that Alea now kept a taste in him.

The young man was now trying to figure out a way to break into Alea's defense.

He believes that one day Alea will bend her knees.

Yes, one day the girl will reciprocate her feelings, Raseyan murmured confidently.

Wasn't that the reason why the sky sent Alea back to his side? smith again.

“If the frown ease new I love tau” said Raseyan.

Alea had indeed deliberately pretended to frown so that Raseyan would stop overhauling him. He was surprised that Raseyan could read the defensive tactics he had put in with great difficulty.

The young man then approached the stone Alea pointed at. He slowly cleaned the mud that covered some of the scratches.

“This is the legacy of Andulu and Amatya”.

Alea flinched as she listened to the words of the handsome young man.

The girl tried not to give an overreaction. He hopes Raseyan can provide more explanations.

The young man suddenly turned around. He hurriedly undressed the top clothes he was wearing.

Alea surprised. The sight of the muscles in Raseyan's abdomen made him unable to concentrate.

Fortunately, before Alea thought that no, Raseyan went straight into the river. The young man walked away from the river and dived in. He was looking for something at the bottom of the river.

Alea spontaneously fell.

Chest thumping.

He should not think of anything.

“Dungu, stupid, weak faith!” Alea also clipped her own head. He didn't think he was this stupid.

“Meet Alea!” raseyan shouted from the middle of the river. The young man said something. From a distance, the thing he was holding looked like a spear tip.

Raseyan approached Alea who was still sitting limp on the rocks.

He handed him a stone the size of a human palm. The entire side of the stone has undergone a process of sharpening. The tip is sharp as if to assert its function as a spear eye for slicing and cutting.

Raseyan tidied up her wet hair.

Alea's chest came back rustling.

The reflection of the sunlight and the clear white face of Raseyan made his eyes glare.

“Sial...” murmured Alea once again.

Since when could Raseyan's visuals make him suffer like this, he said in disbelief.

“This is the stone I threw when I was angry at Andulu and Amatya”.

“Anged?” asked Alea confusedly.

“They intend to rebuild civilization in this place..with the power of Sundayana left in my body”.

Alea's face flushed.

He unintentionally exchanged glances with Raseyan's deep eyes.

The girl pretended to hit the small stones in front of her. He must find a way to eliminate the awkwardness that is now hit.

Raseyan smiled winning.

He did not not not know if Alea was now trying to fight his own feelings.

But Raseyan is still trying to hold back. He does not want to be frontal and be too aggressive.

The young man learned from the male residents in his village.

Especially in addition to the way to conquer women.

No one taught him before. He is too innocent to believe that the bond of marriage can make Alea fall in love.

He knew that Mahesa had never appealed to Alea.

The god is too judes, cold and narcissistic. Raseyan believed that there was a gap that Mahesa never filled. That's the opportunity he'll seize.

Alea will definitely fall into his arms, Raseyan muttered confidently.

The young man now had a cool face.  He intended to make Alea infatuated with him. Raseyan did not not not know if his level had made the girls in the village fall in love. A number of elders from other villages also had come to offer their daughters. He did not even know where the news of it could spread. But in that way he knew that the adaptation of other residents around his residence.

“I don't know why Andulu insisted on resurrecting the lost power of Sundayana” Raseyan continued.

Alea put on a serious face. He also wondered about the existence of Dilahana and the ring of Princess Agung, two heirlooms of the Sundayana nation that melted in the procession of searching the key to the sky.

“And used to take my blood forcibly. Surprisingly, now my blood can stop easily”. The young man showed a scar all over his right arm.

“You mean, the scratches on this stone are scratches that have been covered by your blood?”.

Alea's heart was sliced.

He imagined the screams of Raseyan as his arm was forcefully sliced by Andulu, the shaman of the Sundayana Nation.

That man, when left behind by Alea, was not someone strong.

It is still weak and fragile.

Since when did he grow into a dashing young man like this, Alea muttered as she looked at Raseyan.

“May I know when Andulu and Amatya died?”.

Raseyan's gaze changed.

He looks sad. Alea watched the water that filled the corner of Raseyan's beautiful eyes.

“Tak long…. Shortly after we set up camp”. The man's voice was stifled. It seemed like he had a wound that had not healed perfectly.

Alea is not. Raseyan must have fought hard to get through his loneliness all along.

The girl compared the look of Raseyan she remembered and the young man who was now in front of her.

“Did you live more than ten years lonely like this?” murmured in tears.

They both stayed quiet for quite a while.

There are no words spoken.

Raseyan kept his head down.

As well as Alea who could only play small stones in front of her feet.

The two former Kings and Queens are now sitting together.

It is not in the gilded throne that strengthens their power.

But in a prison of grief, darkness and endless mystery are toying with both lives.

“Rain..” Excite Alea. His little hands looked up. The grains of rain water slowly wet the soil. The fragrance of petricor reminds Alea of the cave frequented by Kundali.

Now he wonders in his heart.

Why did the sky choose itself to experience endless time travel?

“Ras, let's go..”.

Alea's words did not finish speaking.

A gentle kiss from Raseyan landed on her lips.

Pop!

Pop!

Thousands of explosions and explosions have changed. Alea could hear a loud bang that filled his entire chest.

This was Alea's first kiss with a man.

Even Mahesa had never allowed it!

Why, why with Raseyan? sorry Alea panicked.

He could not imagine Mahesa's anger.

Will the god kill him?

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