Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
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The City of Y. The incident when the newlyweds just left for the land of darkness.

There was a commotion in the Luxury corp. The news of Larasati's marriage spread so quickly. Although the family seemed to cover up or did not announce the sudden wedding to the public. But the news that spread from the mouth of the mouth finally reached the ear of Master Luke.

Braaakkk, by far,

The sound of table buzzing was heard echoing up into the hallways on the highest floor. Even the thick table made of wood had been hollowed out now. Mr. William Luke can no longer hold back. His cold body was burning in a gigantic fire furnace. Until the heat spread to his heart. Anger and jealousy were currently conspiring to burn his heart.

Enough for you to take my woman.His hands clenched furiously. His handbooks looked red, but unharmed. So did his brown eyes turn bright red.

A hunter stood trembling before him. Didn't expect the news he brought would douse gasoline in the fire. His body was already trembling just because of the table's buzz and the change in the color of his Master's eyes. This shouldn't scare a hunter like him. Hunters are never afraid of death. But the history of Master Luke's cruelty when he finished off an enemy or a bodyguard who failed to do his duty, making him shudder in horror.

I'm just running errands to keep an eye on the girl sir. Please forgive me.

Master Luke is silent. Not giving any response. Suddenly his burly hand swept away the files and other knickknacks on the table. Making a room that is always neat is like a flood, but he does not care. His screams echoed in the room. Thats enough. This guard can't know his weak side.” Go, I forgive you this time,”.

The guard was unconscious until he opened his mouth. As if not believe the sentence that just entered his eardrum. Pardon you? This is no ordinary vocabulary, coming out of the mouth of a hunter who once destroyed the body of a bodyguard simply for failing to capture the game. The guard swallowed. Perhaps the goddess Fortuna was siding with him today. The bodyguard then bowed politely and left the fake San President to calm down.

Now it's on its own. His breath was still rising and falling irregularly. Her chest feels tight. Recall that a few hundred years ago. The name of a beautiful hunter flashed through his head. Making the pain and tightness was increasingly squeezing his chest. The first love that never reciprocates his love and prefers to pursue a proud Prince who never saw him even once. Bella´s. Mumbled later.

His burly hand smacked the chest of his field. Trying to throw away the increasingly torturous claustrophobic. I'm a Hunter. This is not the nature of hunters. Weak-headed.

Mr. Luke walked towards the window. Open a little curtain that is always closed. View of the city at night. The flickering street lights look like fireflies in the middle of the forest. His lips smiled cynically. What a hell are you compared to me. Until all the women I want prefer you. His hands clenched back. Strangled the curtain he held with all his might.

I will no longer give up. If I have to, I'll take it from you. No matter what you like or not. The larasati should be mine. His body, his blood, and his heart. His smile smirked evilly.

He grabbed a cell phone in his suit. Dial a number and then bring the flat object closer to his ear. After sounding authentic from sebrang, he said, “We go home. Get this place. All of these disguises are useless now. Buruan has entered the cage,” and then hung up the phone unilaterally.

***

Back to a couple who were hugging on the king size bed of the Prince. A thick blanket of silk cloth wrapped around the bodies of the two. Sakti leaned against the head of the bed, while Laras lay his head on her husband's chest. His right hand was playing around with something round. Swiping, then making small turns with his fingertips.

“Why don't you count how many?” the word Sakti suddenly. His hand stroked the head of Barrel gently.

“He he he. Abis buttons your shirt is very good. It sparkles and there is a decoration inside. Rich aquarium tau not.”(hayooo, thought what just now? wkwkwk)

“You want something like this? let Thomas buy it,” Wipe his chin on the top of Larasati's head.

“Neither need to love. Likes do not mean you have to have,” Raises your head to look at the face of her husband who is smiling. Cup. One lightning kiss landed on his forehead. Larasati smiled, then buried her head back in the field of Sakti. His hands are still rubbing the buttons of clothes that he thinks are unique.

“Laras, are you afraid if all that is true?” his face turned grim. His eyes stared out the dark window. His cold hand was still painstakingly rubbing the wavy hair that was being severed.

Larasati looked up again. Slightly getting up to align her body with Sakti. His hands stretched out to touch those cold cheeks. Make their eyes fight each other. Those diamond blue eyes were emitting sadness. “Sayang. Everything in this world must exist for a reason. If that is the purpose for which I was born into this world. I'm sincere Darling. And you should also be able to accept that,” his heart hurts actually when he says that.

Sakti grabbed Larasati's hand which rubbed her cheek. Grasping tightly. As if not to let go. Then avert his eyes, unable to look at the black eyeballs that say sincere but with glassy. All outside of his expedition. The medicine had been nearby all along. The man he loved most in his entire life.

His eyes looked blankly. Memories of events in the King's Room, such as a movie spinning around his head.

“What does Father mean? She's my wife's father. The ordinary human. She was neither the Reincarnation Goddess nor the Holy Blood as Father said,” Sakti was trying to control her voice. Even though his heart was screaming. But he cannot go beyond the limit. After all, King Charles was the father and also the supreme leader of the hunting clan. His words were an absolute order that could not be challenged.

“What is it because you have lived with humans for too long, you have lost your ability? Didn't you see the girl's face and the smell of her blood. Her face was exactly like that of Goddess Amora, our guardian of the land. And the scent of his blood still smelled even though you gave the disguise necklace.” explained the King. His voice is starting to sound normal. His eyes turned blue diamonds.

Sakti was silent, unable to answer. His heart had all along rejected his common sense opinion of Larasati. It's not that he didn't realize all that. Sakti was just trying to suggest that he didn't remember about it. But, no matter how far we run. It will not change the reality. Larasati, the man he desperately guards. He fought for his love. It is the collision that must be sacrificed during the red full moon.

Sakti bowed. She's worried. His position is like eating a fruit simalakama. Only the grip of Laras hand that keeps him conscious and not too scared.

“Hear My Son. You are the future King of this country. Whether you admit it or not is your destiny. You were right to bring that girl here. His blood will save our nation and the thousands of dying humans in his world.”

The three people who were sitting down were shocked. Increasingly do not understand the King's intentions. “Please Your Majesty explain to us.” Thomas said politely. He was shocked too.

“Holy blood is the special blood possessed by a chosen human being. Maybe one billion people compared to one person. And you, sweet girl. You're one lucky man that.”

Can this be called luck?

“Holy blood will bring prosperity and also misfortune. That's why I say he's cursed holy blood. That blood can make anyone who drinks it live an eternal life, incomparable strength, and free from all kinds of pain. But it would be a disaster if it fell into the wrong hands. The bloodthirsty and power-hungry class of hunters will easily destroy this world. It's been killing all humans until it's not left. And this round thing that we call the earth, will be completely overrun by hunters. If it happens.” His eyes stared intently at Larasati. But the girl never raised her head. Although he wanted to.

“But Dad, I love Larasati so much. I can't let her be a mash-up. If you insist, forced I will also fight,” Sakti does not care if you have to die. Or blasphemed his own people as traitors. What matters is that Laras survived.

King Charles took a deep breath. The love of his son is so great for this man that he knows what it is like to be separated from the person he loves. Sakti never knew if his father had also fought for his love. Although it ended in grief. His wife or mother Sakti died while running from the pursuit of the guards of Grandpa Sakti. Their love is not approved. Because Sakti's or Dominic's mother came from the lowest caste of the clan. The royal family is forced to accept the infant Sakti as the successor of the kingdom. King Charles never married again.

The beautiful face of his wife is like a smile on the walls of this castle.******night wind sounds like a whisper of his voice. King Charles closed his eyes, setting his heart and mind out of control. Then the voice came again,”Baginda, be King to all your people. Be fair. Including your son. Help him.” Linger inelinganya.