Map of 7 Souls
(Hakiki Hulmi) Episode 17

Singularities

The tall young man walked slowly. He wears black, all black. His face and head were covered in black coverings. Only his eyes are visible. Lurking in the darkness of the night. Stop, observe the wall before him, slightly look up. The next movement, taking the bow of the arrow on the back, followed by taking the arrow, tying the end with a rope. Firing into the wall fence that was about six meters high.

Swiiii.... The Dug....

The arrow bows shot out quickly and stuck at the end of the wall. Very on target as he wishes. Trying to pull the rope, trying to measure the strength of the rope. Nodding and a little smiling. His hands clasped the rope, trying to lift his body by channeling strength in both hands. His movements are very fast. Without noise. This young man must have been trained. Within seconds it was above the fence of the housing complex. This young man deliberately entered from behind to go to one of the houses in the residential complex. It quickly rolled up the rope and tried to pull out the arrow without a sound.

Tracing the treads of the wall quickly, seen his long legs. A little running and half bending. His eyes were on alert, afraid that someone might see. He jumped over the roof of the house several times. Most of the people's houses passed by have two-story buildings.

Taps.     Taps.      Taps.

His body is very light. He stopped when he jumped the third time. His eyes watched the direction of his jump. Go to the right and jump back.

Taps.     Taps.     Taps.    Taps.    Taps. Sreeeeek.....

After jumping over the roof of the house several times, his slender body entered into a large and lush tree. This young man perched half-couched, his left leg became a pedestal to maintain balance, flattened forward, while the right leg bent, his knee stuck to the chest. Stand by. Look to the right and to the left. The night seemed brighter, but tonight there was only a Crescent Moon, not a Full Moon, he thought. Be careful not to be seen. Prepare to jump towards the terrace of the house in front of the tree. His left leg was trying to jump like a spring.

Clik.... Ngeeee.... Ngeeee.... Clik....

The young man in black clothes was undoing the intent. Her small eyes squinted, seeing someone coming out of the supervised house. A young man opened the porch door and walked outside. The young man who was lurking was trying to resist the movements of his body. Decreased from the spring force that the left leg will release. He watched the movements of the young man who was on the terrace. Trying not to make the slightest sound in the lush trees, even careful in breathing out. Long time he was perched on the branch of a large tree, watching the young man who was slightly curly-haired. The supervised young man was looking at the Crescent Moon. Before long, he saw the curly-haired youth bowed, looking at both of his palms.

"In a moment," she softly explained. "You'll soon have your powers." He smiled behind the mask he was wearing. Jumped out of the tree quickly, landed on the roof of the house behind a large tree and continued to jump over several roofs quickly as well. Real quick. The shadow until it is not broken.

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Just sitting on the bedside. Repeatedly rubbed his face with both hands. The sleepiness no longer exists. The wall clock is black and white but white is more dominant, attached to the wall of the room. The short needle on the clock indicates the direction approaching the number four and the long needle to the number nine. Face flat. His mouth is slightly open. Judging from his face, he focused on thinking about something.

Youth who have a large chest area turn on the study table lamp so that there is light in the room. Moving his body towards the study table that was beside the bed. Trying to grab a backpack. He was half standing at the moment. After the bag is reached, sit back on the edge of the bed. Slowly open the backpack. Take out a brown envelope. He put the backpack back on the study table. This time he threw the bag with his right hand. Continue opening the brown envelope.

By slowly opening the brown envelope, as if not want his family to listen to the activities carried out in the late night. Put your right hand in, reach into the envelope and pull the thing inside. Now I have a few photos in my hand. The photos are black and white.

He looked at the pictures one by one. Arini's face is more on the photo sheets. Hakiki still put on a plain face but this time both lips closed. There was no smile on her wide lips.

After a few sheets of looking at the photo, his hand came to a halt. Brow wrinkled. His eyes are slightly widened. Quickly move the other photo from right hand to left hand. His left thumb moved quickly like playing cards. There is another photo to look for. A moment later stopped, the movement of his finger restrained.Taking a photo, separating the photo and putting on the pillow on the left side. Then search again, speeding up the movement of the thumb in selecting photos. His thumb movement was restrained and he immediately pulled the selected photo for the second time and also pulled another photo sheet that he first saw.

There are three photos that have been separated by him at this time. Photos of Arini he took at the time at the monument Bogor Botanical Garden. His face was strange to see all three photos. His forehead remains wrinkled. His eyes stared intently as if in disbelief with what was seen.Turning on the main light of the room. Lifting one sheet of photos and glaring, directing the photo upwards, towards the main light of the room. "What's this?" ogre. He rushed towards the cupboard beside the study table. This time it did not go slowly. Little hasty. Looking for something in the closet. Before long, both hands held the camera. He stood up while pressing a few buttons on the camera. Real quick. Stop on one photo, press the button once again, stop and squeeze once again. Quiescent. Fixated. Thinking something.

Long enough to stand looking at the camera screen. Move her body back to bed. Put the camera over the scattered photos, but three other photos are on the pillow.

The real bite of the corner of the lower lip. His forehead is still wrinkled. His eyes were sharp and serious about seeing photos. The black and white photo, on a pillow, was taken with the left hand, while the right hand took the camera. On the camera screen, there is the same photo of Arini posing on the monument inscription. But there is one striking difference, other than the color of the photo. On the camera screen, Arini was posing next to the monument inscription, Arini's head half looked up, his eyes closed, then his hands, more precisely the back of his right hand, more precisely, slightly attached to the forehead with the fingers bent upwards. While the left hand is dabbling waist. The pose is like a classy model, but it is not the pose that makes both photos look odd by the Essence.

On the camera screen, the photo is ordinary and looks perfect in full color like a photo that has been printed and given to Arini, but the photo sheet on the left hand is a sheet printed in black and white. In the photo, above Arini's head is clearly visible a group of butterflies flying around his head. The butterfly flew like a conical hat over the head of his best friend. Probably about twenty to twenty-five butterflies are white. This makes the real wonder. Why the butterfly is not visible in color photos or on camera, but seen in black and white photos. This time it really creeps. He still could not believe what he saw and tried to find out the meaning of all this peculiarity.

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