Nurvati
Episode 192: All Beginnings End.
Return time in a cycle of reality. The days change together week to week, then rotate again from time to time, month after month passed, until the year and year switch.
In his struggle to reach the Original Self, especially the third task of saving the citizens from the devils, there is only one more person that must be obtained.
However, even though Nurvati has spent 100 years searching, in the city of Ertia, this Northern province, she still always gets nil results.
All the citizens are in peace, there is no sign of the individual being ensnared by Satan.
There was also a criminal act, it was thanks to the actions of the Demon race from a colony and surely Nurvati helped to expel him.
Together with the white swan Nurvati sitting on one of the trunks of the tree shades of white, this colorful leafy tree grows in the yard of the house of a kind grandmother.
Just one hour Nurvati sat on the big branch, he took a break from the quest that was quite mentally exhausting.
During looking at the peaceful situation around, Nurvati just sit back and relax, not much is done.
Until a minute later he was surprised by Marn who suddenly came to Nurvati. Somehow Marn knew of Nurvati's whereabouts in this place.
He flew before Nurvati with a face of dilemma, a wry smile at a glance expands and disappears when he said, “Nurvati .. a-I ... I came to tell you that I have changed ... no longer play women ...”
Because it is not so important for Nurvati, so he said, “Keintinya just directly ...”
For that reason, Marn suddenly changed her attitude, became steadfast, put on a serious face, a sharp look forward, with one breath she said, “I want to invite you to marry ..”.
The call that can change the life was actually responded by Nurvati casually, no smile, just beard, absorb for a moment the sentence, then with a sharp look at Marn, Nurvati replied, “Sorry, sobbing, I will not marry any man .. except for the man who changed my life ... so .. I don't think I can get married.”
Enough to highlight the speech in Marn's hearing, he was trying to accept it. Then with a relieved face and relaxed gaze, said, “Ahh .. yes, it's a natural thing .. yes .. considering we are the race of Elves ... it's a natural thing ... I salute your loyalty .. yes ... we must be faithful.”
After his words were evaporated, suddenly with still appear cheerful Marn even say goodbye, about to leave just like that.
“See you again street woman ...” Marn flew by waving her hand at Nurvati.
But before actually leaving completely, Nurvati had thrown a question sentence, “Heh, a bad man .. where did you know I was here ..?”
“My heart has sensors to find my dream beautiful woman!” reply Marn by shouting from afar.
”Hmmmm ... the dreadlocks that gave me goosebumps ...,“ muttered Nurvati by raising her two eyebrows and somewhat amused at hearing them.
”Ngok .. ngok, ngok, ngok.“ the white goose even makes an unclear voice.
Time passed and Nurvati returned to her rest with the white goose. Enjoy the peaceful atmosphere of housing.
However, not yet three minutes it happened, he suddenly got a hint from the Original Self. ”Go to the South, do not fly .. you will find a mentally ill person ... and meet him.“
Automatically without lingering again Nurvati rushed away. Accompanied by a nameless white swan, Nurvati walked inland towards the South.
Passing through the residential marble streets, while looking for reassurance.
The twisting seconds come to surround this peaceful atmosphere. From inches to meters, the places caught in his vision still did not get the figure sought.
Nurvati who is without bored continues and continues to search, sometimes also evaporate her strands on the white goose. Although it looks strange, Nurvati occasionally keep talking, as if the white swan understands the language.
”Do you know .. You haven't told me where you came from and why you keep following me ..“ Nurvati told the goose.
Only, 'ngok ngok ngok', which emerged from the throat of the white goose. Either understand it or not, but at least the goose chimed in.
”If you have a family how ... if you have ...“
Nurvati's words were stifled by a reality that was plastered before her. He and the white goose even stopped stepping to look at the person who looked suspicious.
Just below the courtyard of the residents' house that floated at a height of 3 meters. A bare-chested man with disheveled hair, was chatting freely with three stones. Yes, the strange man was chatting casually with three stones and looked so cheerful.
Nurvati certainly thinks if the mentally ill man is the figure he had been looking for.
But the problem was, Nurvati did not feel any demonic air in the man's soul.
Feeling strange because of it, Nurvati and the goose began to slowly approach the man urakan.
Under the ground of the yard, the urakan man looks as often as when he sees a woman approaching him. He even clapped his hands with his teeth.
At first Nurvati fluttered in front of the man, her green net looked at the man from the tip of his black leg, then his brown calf to his distended stomach, his thin body, his thin, then to his two hands that were stroking a stone, then on his face that is neat, his eyes are narrow and squinty and end in his dark blue hair that is shabby and disheveled, like a porcupine thorn.
It was quite strange to see this mentally ill man who was so engrossed in stroking his rocks. Make Nurvati stall the right hand on the man urakan and dare to ask, ”Hai .. sorry to disturb ... what is your name?“
Nurvati's intention to ask was even laughed at by the man.
”GAH-HA-HA-HA-HA ...“
In his ridiculous manner he raised the stone in his hand parallel to his face, saying, ”You and I are stones, yes .. his name is ...“
“Haah .. This will be much more difficult ..” Nurvati muttered with a flat face and was somewhat confused as to why she did not feel the presence of Satan. Moreover, his useless hand was again lowered.
“Ngok ngok ngok.
“That rock 'kan .. couldn't have heard ...,” complained Nurvati.
But thanks to Nurvati's curse, the man suddenly looked at Nurvati sharply. Seems a little angry to hear it.
Thanks to his quite frightening attitude, Nurvati suddenly triggered a clarification sentence. “Eh .. sorry .. sorry .. sorry .. understand I don't know your stones yet ...”
“This is not a stone!” said the man.
Obviously because Nurvati realized the man in front of her was sick, she just agreed. “Iya ... hehehe .. it is not stone.”
“This is not a stone!”
“This is not a stone!”
“This is not a stone!”
Three times the inaugural sentence was echoed by the man urakan firmly and stared intently at Nurvati.
“It's water!” the man said it was getting crazy.
Nurvati who could not do much with her wry face back again was only able to nod her assent. “Ehhh .. yes .. yes .. yes ... that's water ...”
It was miraculous and surprising. Suddenly, the man bit the stone. But that's not magic!
Somehow, the stone he bit suddenly turned into water and the clear water was drunk by the man urakan.
Stunned Nurvati looked at him, she was half-dead astonished. “Loh ... kok .. ba-the stone?”
"Cock is water?"
“Nggak ..this is a fire ..” some men urakan and suddenly his mouth wet by water, suddenly changed into a blazing fire.
Humped Nurvati there, shocked and somewhat panicked to see the fire burning the face of the man urakan, making Nurvati step forward to kill the fire.
But again, the miracle appeared.
The man slammed suddenly into the ground. Like being swallowed round by the ground and just gone.
Nurvati was stunned to realize the strangeness. Until his mind began to take a conclusion.
“What ... don't-don't .. the man .. is ...”
At first Nurvati thought the man urakan was a witch, but considering that the witch needed a spell and to Nurvati's knowledge there was no witch who was able to turn stone into water and then water into fire, so the conclave refers to the God of Nature, the Four Hands.
“HA-HA-HA-HA-HA ..
“I am a rock and you are a rock ..” said the man who somehow himself has been in the middle of the road while prancing around hugging a rock.
Nurvati who looked at him so sharply analyzed the possibility of the figure in front of him.
Until the Original Self again sets a clue. “Nurvati .. listen to this carefully, accompany the man until midnight .. and remember .. whatever he asks, do not follow him and whatever he does, do not follow him, do not follow him, one more thing, do not do anything .. just accompany him and monitor him.”
Nurvati who understood the clue, slowly began to surely step over to the man urakan. Followed by the white goose without fading.