Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
The Sane Crazy
The city is always crowded even though it is already night. Full day fatigue turned out not to dampen the spirit of the young men and women on Sunday night. Many cars and motorcycles are neatly lined up on the side of the road.
The town square, always a favorite they spend this long night. He said Sunday night was the night of the men who were in love drunk. Those who are single, choose to chat while playing guitar with friends who are senasip.
Shouting singing a heartbroken song, because of the envy of seeing a couple who make out around him. The sound of rombeng cans that are dragged turns out to be powerful to drive away the friendly couple who make the heart stir. They decided to go find a quieter place. A group of young men then laughed out loud, because the mission was successful.
“If you don't want to be envious, you should be at home aja.” Sakti turned his head as he passed the hordes of young men who had once again ramped up their guitars.
“Hehehe,biarin aja. They just want to be happy.”
“Yes,ya. It's up to you. This malem, home yuk.” Sakti. They walked hand in hand with both hands in their jacket pockets. The world does not need to know if we are dating, do not make more envious singles there.
“I anter you to the hotel first. I'll pick you up tomorrow at the airport.” Soft word barrel.
“You sure you're going home by yourself? this is malem. I'll anter yes, later I will go to the hotel by taxi can be.”
“Ngak papa, later you even go back and forth. The hotel and house are in line, not far away also the distance.”
“Ok is that. I'm coming,” Open the car door and sit behind the wheel.
Their luxurious sedan left the still crowded place. The city never sleeps. Many vehicles are still passing through the streets, even though it is almost midnight. The lights on the side of the street glow bravely challenging the darkness of the night. The street vendors are still seen holding their snacks. Various popular foods that are viral today, still look crowded mobbed fans. It is a really busy city.
The car continued to divide the crowd on Sunday night. Until they reached a giant bridge that hung over the largest river in the city. Sakti slightly reduced his speed, when he saw a human figure holding on to the iron bridge. A beautiful girl who looks young, trying to climb the bridge fence.
“You what girl it is?” sakti saw the figure getting up on the guardrail.
“Mana?” Larasati dyedukan looking, because he did not notice earlier. “Eh yes, does he want to jump from there?” his eyes looked in disbelief. How brave the girl was to challenge death. Does he think it'll be over after death? No. gabe.
The car stopped right behind the girl. The two of them rushed down and approached the desperate girl. “Mbak, down Mbk.don't be reckless, here's the danger!” Larasati shouted worriedly, but the girl was like deaf. It keeps going up higher and higher. No matter the scream of Laras or the cars that passed behind him.
“Jump aja mbk, definitely dead kok,” said Sakti with rest. Sealing the chest hand and leaning on the body of the car.
“Sayang?” Larasati stared confusedly and exasperatedly at Sakti. What the fuck is he saying that. What motive did he say that.
“I want to jump.” The girl answered. His voice shook, whether to hold back fear or what.
“Good. Here I help push,” Sakti walking closer to the girl who looks shocked.
“Do not, do not.” He held Sakti who was starting to get closer.
“Why? Afraid? Come down scared. If you die, you will be curious. Because you're not sure.”
The girl was silent. He was indeed afraid, his feet trembled as he looked at the steep rock below. But the pain in him, made him dare reckless. His decision to end life was unanimous. He must die tonight. But is it true that his spirit will be curious? He began to doubt.
“Come jump ! or get off if you're not sure.” He continued to provoke, making the girl worried.
“Mbk, get off mbk. Don't take shortcuts. Remember the sins of Mbk. All problems must have a solution.” Larasati also thumped in fear, but he was annoyed at Sakti who even provoked.
The girl was still silent. But his legs started crawling down from the guardrail. He didn't commit suicide. With trembling legs he went down assisted Larasati. Lean and cry after his feet back on the asphalt.
“Udah mbk,patience. You must be strong,” Larasati rubbed the shoulder of the girl,concerned.
“Good,you're great. You can fight your own ego. Kasian the boy, if you're reckless.”
“But I don't want this kid, I'm shy, I'm shy.” The girl was sobbing harder and harder.
What the hell are you guys talking about. Whose son is brought.
“Find the man. Do not fool you, no matter what happens in this life, face. Don't run !”
“But I've spoken and he doesn't want to know. The bastard said it wasn't his son. And accuse me of not being. I'm afraid to go home and talk to you, mom. I'd rather die and not embarrass the family.”
“Sabar mbk,pat.” Larasati began to understand the topic. But why does Sakti know.
“I don't know what my school is, what? I'm shy.” He sat down sagging and clutching his lutu while sobbing.
“That is the risk of any action you take. Don't be a coward. Go home and talk to your parents. Although they are angry, but no parents who could see their children suffer. Find the man, ask for his responsibility until dapet.”
“I'm scared,”
The girl stopped crying and stared fixedly at Sakti. Right this guy said. There must be a way. He had to go home and take the man's responsibility. It's good that he wants to live a life after destroying his future. I wouldn't have told you that. I have to be strong.
The girl stood up and wiped away the tears with the tip of her sleeve. “Thank you Sir,mbk, maybe I've died silly earlier.” The girl can smile even if forced.
“We didn't do anything. That's because you're great.” Sakti Futur.
The girl smiled again.
“Now you go home. This makes the fare go to ojek.” Sakti took his wallet and gave the girl some paper money.
“No need sir, this is too much,” He pushes with his hands, swallow. Feeling unworthy of the kindness of this foreign man.
“No pa-pa. Take it ! don't refuse windfall,”
“Thank you Sir, may your life both always be happy,” Receive the money and hold it in the chest.
They left after the girl boarded the online motorcycle she had ordered. There was a feeling of relief in his heart, his lips reviewed a faint smile. Remembering his past. Time is still hunting.
“Why are you smiling?” Larasati looked astonished at her lover.
“No papa, first time,”
“Emang what is it?” his lady soul began to thrash, asking for an explanation.
“That's starting again,” shuffled Hairdness Barrel.
“What the hell, I want to know.” Lips pouting. Adorable.
But I just smiled, not answering. It goes back to 100 years ago.
FLASSBACK
“You want to die?” a man approached a woman who had already climbed on the bridge fence.
“Iya,” replied the woman without turning her head.
“Before you die. Want to make your life useful first?”
“What do you want?”
“I want your blood,” His feet keep walking near the girl who was stupefied on the bridge fence.
“What do you mean. Don't bother me, and don't be a hero. I don't need,”
“I don't want to be a hero. But I want to be your god of death, so you don't die in vain,”
The girl was confused. But he trembled, after the man approached. What is this creature? his eyes are red and fanged. Is he the bridge's guardian? or the angel of death? He shuddered in horror. I might die of fear. His legs were shaking more and more, his heart was pounding. Slowly descending from the bridge, death was terrifying now.
“What creature are you? Go, do not disturb me” The woman retreated, until her body docked at the fence she had been riding.
“You want to die, right? Come on. I'll help. I'm hungry, give me a little of your blood, and you can jump after that,” His smile grinned wickedly, his head glittered in the moonlight. His eyes were bright red, horrifying.
“You Vampire? No, I don't want to,” That woman wants to jump off the bridge, not be a blood-sucking devil. This is too scary.
“Hey you guys, stupid crazy people,” A loud voice stops the Vampire from approaching his prey. He looked back, looking at who the nuisance lice were who were harming his pleasure.
An old man, wearing ragged clothes and long hair curls without weight. Being ruffled around the waist while peeling casually. He looks like a crazy person. But calling someone else crazy.
“Who are you?” The vampire stared hard, angry.
“I?” designate himself.”I'm a sane madman,” He said casually, without the slightest fear of the fanged creature staring at him with its fiery red eyes.
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