Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
What will the Wind say to the Rain?

Doctor Sakti Dirgantara has returned to his practice room.

Laying down on a long sofa that suddenly became his best friend for almost a month. 9.30am. Her stomach hasn't filled anything this morning. It was still raining outside, though a little. Sakti tried to close his eyes, expel tired and tired. In his shadow the face of Laras flashed a spoiled smile. Adorable.

Doctor Sakti then woke up, hit the phone in his suit. Type a message on screen

that flat thing.

Morning, baby, breakfast? It rained so hard here. Me again

in the Hospital now. Send.

Smile, then slide the screen into its gallery folder. Look at the collection of photos he took secretly. Photo of Larasati with various natural poses. Smile, melengos, eat, and

so forth. Which he deliberately took without the knowledge of Laras. Your smile is my spirit, he murmured.

Not long after a notification came to his phone. My beloved goddess sent a reply.

This morning, too, with Mama-Papa. Have you eaten yourself? It rained here too.

Typing reply, ignoring question abouteating. What are you doing again? Do I not want to? Smilingly.

Sleeping in the room again, it's a holiday. Why are you still nanya, my message was not nyampe yes? Reply message Laras.

His fingers kept dancing on the screen. No message from you. Undeliverable.

Ask the rain, has the wind said anything?

Doctor Sakti is silent. He knows what this message means. Then he re-wrote the message. Sorry if I was too selfish. From now on I'll send word to you. As busy as I am. I love you Laras.

Hehehe, the cie who is melow. Sorry if I was selfish. But I'm not calm if you don't have any news, because I, too, love you. The girl smiled across the street. Why am I so spoiled like this, his mind was cursing.

The message sending event had to stop due to Thomas' arrival. Sakti pocketed her phone back, as her loyal bodyguard stood by the sofa. Holding my head in respect. In his hand hung a small bag like he always carried. Eating the Doctor.

“Why were you so long?”

“Sorry Sir, because of the rain, it is very difficult to find a quarry in the forest. It's your breakfast,” Hand over the bottle from inside the bag.

“Thank you Thomas,” Uncapped the bottle and spent the contents in one gulp. His body feels fresher. What happens if I stop drinking blood? Suddenly the thought just flashed.

“Sama-sama Mr?”

“What do you get?” put the bottle on the table.

“Say!”

“William Luke is a master hunter. He's a member of the Devils clan. And the company he founded, was just an illusion to fool Miss Larasati. All his employees are demons and demons.”

Sakti flinched, his heart thumped. So it's true he's that guy, a hunter who's been his Rival in the past. Without him noticing, his lips murmured softly. I'm sorry, Bella.

“Does He also want Larasati blood?”

“It looks so sir, but somehow. He did not attack Miss Laras, that time. Miss Laras was left to leave just like that, unharmed in the slightest,”

“So so yes,She wants to reply me apparently.” He murmured, but Thomas could still hear.

“And one more Master,” Add Thomas.

“Virus it?”

“True. The virus originated in the land of darkness. We used to call it Roofdier Virus or RV (pronounced arvi). A deadly virus commonly used during war. It would usually be smeared on the guns or fangs of hunters. It will kill the enemy slowly. But it looks like the dose used for humans is no more than one-eighth of the dose,”

“Only once can make hundreds of lives lost. Is there a cure?”

“According to available information. The virus was wiped out with its antidote hundreds of years ago. It somehow could appear again now. There was no trace left by the perpetrator. Everything was as planned before,” explained Thomas.

“So, what's your solution?” A question that needs many answers.

“How about we go to Negri darkness. Surely His Majesty knows something. Remembering his age of almost a thousand years. And about Miss Laras, do we need to take her?”

Doctor Sakti seemed to think for a moment. Then replied,”I'll go with Larasati there. I can't leave him if there's a hunter around. Take care of my departure to Y city tomorrow.” Leaned on the sofa, breathing out a long breath. May this be the best way, he murmured.

On the other hand, at a time of disagreement about 30 minutes from city X.

Larasati was still rolling under her blanket, smiling. Re-read the row of messages that he always kept from a few months ago. He was a little surprised when he saw the time. It was noon already. The cold was like holding him to be faithful with his thick blanket. The soothing warmth. But I have to get up. Lazy walk to the front of her dressing table, grab a comb and stare at her lethargic shadow on the big glass.

His eyes were wide, too closed. Gone off? Is that what I saw in the mirror? Am I hallucinating? But, it's like the shadow of the woman in my dream. Larasati held her neck which suddenly goosebumps.

A woman's shadow suddenly appeared in the mirror. His lips grinned evilly. Featuring a row of white teeth and a pair of fangs that extend to the edges of her lower lip. He shuddered in horror, the shadow appeared again, and then disappeared. Together with the cold breeze, there was a soft sound that tickled his hearing,”Come Larasati, I am waiting for you,” he said.

“Who was talking?” Ask Laras. Again a cold crept up the back of his neck. Horrifically. Larasati turned to the right, to the left, to turn around, no one here. His heart kept asking, his mind guessing. This must not be a dream, I have to find out what all this means, he muttered to himself.