Not Ordinary Love (Vampire Love Story)
Features of Larasati (bag 2)

The courier walked casually towards his motorcycle in the parking lot, leaving the Charlie’s corp luxury building. Had crossed back about a short conversation with Larasati.what the wife of the President was

paranormal though? how he said that.

The courier smiled faintly while riding his motorbike and

ignoring all the words of Laras he judged strange. He turned the key

and turn on the engine, drive his favorite matic motorcycle.  He occasionally glanced at the circular watch

in his hands, he had to return immediately and deliver the food to another place. As of

he increased the speed of his motor.

The traffic lights in front of the supermarket have just changed

it turns yellow and then red. The rider reduced the speed

his speed. But suddenly his heart was racing, his bike was not

wanna stop. All the cars in the north-south lane have started to run. Whereas

he himself was on the east-west track.

The words of Chairman Charlie’s Group's wife returned

ditelinganya,”caution-cautious,” but what should he do now, then with

quickly he pulled the front brake of his motorcycle with all his might. Although a little

swooping to the front of the motorcycle stopped, he smiled in relief. But not yet

he looked where he stopped, a truck with high speed

from the direction of the north-south lane dragging his motorbike and body on the asphalt of the road.

The truck driver was shocked because suddenly there was a montor bike

those who stopped in the middle of the road could not avoid when the body of the car hit

that rider. So he banged the steering wheel to the right and hit the sidewalk on the edge

the walk. The truck driver survived, but how did the female courier?

The motorcycle was shapelessly destroyed. While the courier

lying on his stomach in a hot paved position. The blood flow comes out

like running water that doused the heat of the capital's asphalt. In the rest of his breath

he tried to wipe away the blood flowing from his head that fell covering

his view. There was no pain he felt, just a little sore and a little warm

the part of his body that touched the asphalt.

He knows his head is near.

His eyes are getting dark. Still heard the boisterous voice of people passing by and the voice

police car sirens, maybe ambulances. He felt his body drift. Possibly

the ones who removed his body from the asphalt. Because he doesn't feel the taste

warm it again. Now the courier is cold.

Before long he felt cold hands touching

some parts of his body. With soft voices. I don't know who and what to say

he doesn't know. But then, there was the sound of sobs roaring that he recognized. That

the voice of his mother and father.

Wants him to talk and calm his mother if she's all right

just. But his body was stiff, he couldn't move. Even he can't

opened his eyes. He wanted to fight and run to his mother. But what is

it happened, even he couldn't do anything but just shut up.

And now he's starting to know, if his body's separated

with life.

**

Larasati ran towards the window when she heard the noise

sirens of police cars and ambulances chasing the highway. His heart began

worried, if what he was afraid of really happened. “Honey, try asking

Renate. What's going on out there,” turns to Sakti who just

wash his hands in the bathroom sink.

“What is it?” walk towards the window, where Larasati

still standing staring and passing vehicles on the highway.

“Try you phone first,” urges Laras. Why does he feel

guilty. If only he could have prevented the courier from leaving, or he would have taken her

come back, maybe none of that will happen. Larasati thought of all things

it doesn't make sense. All of this makes him uncomfortable.

“Yes, I'm calling Renata,” walking towards the table because

his phone1 is there. Sakti swiped the screen and dialed his Secretary's number.

not long after, the call was answered,”Halo Ren, you can find out there was an incident

what now. Why so many police cars and ambulances?” cih, he had to

asked this to his secretary. But that's okay, even if it sounds

strange because the President takes care of a police car that passes on the highway, it's not

Renata gives information,”What is he The Courier who just

delivering food here?” deg, Larasati is holding his chest.

“Alright, thanks,” glanced at Larasati “Ah, none

anything at all. Yes already,” can turn off the call and approach the Larasati

looks anxious.

“What did Renata say? What am I afraid is right?” ask

Larasati, the blue eyes are already creek.

Sakti just nodded slowly. Answer all fears

Laracati.

Larasati staggered back, she was holding on to the wall

the glass turned its back on the scene that was starting to be conducive on the highway. Parties

the authorities swiftly took care of the event and re-organized the traffic

it was jammed because of the laka then that just happened.

Larasati could not hold back her tears. He felt stupid and

flunked. I don't know, he's so sorry he couldn't save the courier.

if he had taken his eyesight more seriously. But he'd be considered insane, if

arresting someone for no apparent reason. They would not believe it if

he's telling the truth.

Sakti embraces Larasati's trembling body inside

his embrace, gently rubbing his wife's head wrapped in hijab. “No pa-pa

honey, this isn't your fault. You warned the courier, maybe this

it has been his way of life,” said Sakti calming.

“But I'm afraid Mas, I don't want to have this ability. I

do not want to precede the will of the Almighty,” said Laras still sobbing in the chest

husband's field.

“How do you want it,hem?” tanya Sakti softly

Larasati releases a hug, staring at her husband's brown eyes. If

tah Sakti is even better than a human, her husband is so gentle

and noble heart. If first Laras did not see the Sakti itself turned into

the creature fanged and drank blood, she would not believe her husband

a clan of hunters.

"I don't know either. But I'm obviously not ready

receiving this privilege,” said Laras began to calm down. Both of his hands are still

tightly grasped by Sakti.

“Honey, maybe this is one way that you can

helping people. Take the lesson yes. Don't think too much, not everyone

people can get rich special ability you gini,”

“Thank you, you are indeed the best husband in the world,” praise

Baras, she feels like a lucky woman.

“Sama-sama,” suddenly Sakti's face changed her expression from

sad so smile wide,”Makin awe you are the same Me,” he said without sin,

putting on an incredible proud face.

“Iyaaaaa. How do you become narcissistic. Learn from where?”

Larasati started to smile.

“That's a secret, there's still a lot of my greatness that you haven't

looky. I save it for tomorrow so you love me more every day,”

This time Larasati laughs softly,”What the hell, sook your cool,”

Sakti just smiled looking at Larasati who could already

laugh again. Honestly, he was just spontaneous, because he didn't want to

seeing his beloved wife continue to be sad. But seeing the laughter coming off the lips

his wife, why is he so anxious himself. Unknowingly his footsteps began to

approach, corner the Barrel into the glass wall. The barrel was shocked by the movement

suddenly Sakti rounded his eyes,”You want to say what?” ask Laras.

“Asking for wages,” grinning wickedly,

“What reward?” acting foolish, but Larasati smiled while

throw away face.

Sreeek. One hand Sakti pulled the window curtain. Covering silhouettes

shadow himself and Laras from the sight of one who could have seen

their intimacy. And they were immersed in their own world until the hour of time

lunch is over.