Nurvati
Episode 199: Accompanying Time of Leaving.
In the cycle of time in the cycle of life. The next three days.
The legal apparatus managed to uncover an illegal marriage between the Elf race, Apan and the Demon race, Hiri. Just by looking at Apan's aura and investigating him right when he was arrested for allegedly having an affair with Queen Arenda. The investigators and catchers of the Witch Division within approximately 24 hours successfully captured the two individuals.
The trial was held in a separate room. The trial is closed to members of the Witch's unlawful military.
The judge has found Apan and Hiri guilty and in the evening immediately executed.
Together night without flickering stars. Apan and Hiri are in a special holding cell. This is their last togetherness.
Inside the stuffy basement again smelled foul with a holding cell made of special seals. Like a glass aquarium with a purple bias.
Apan and Hiri are asleep. Hiri leaned his head on Apan's left shoulder and Apan fell asleep while embracing Hiri with a deep slumber in his sleep.
Although this is a death schedule, Apan's dream is still tied up with visuals of the past. About the figure of Hiri who was first present in his life. About the attitude of the driver that triggers interest. About his voice that resounded in Apan's head. Until about the smile that evokes the message of longing.
And for a time that revolved apathy, now has established the fact that Apan suddenly woke up in his sleep, as well as Hiri who woke up from his sleep.
Since the two black-robed witches, already present were unsealing, even the left hand of Apan and Hiri had been tied by the white chain of shades.
They were forced to rush up from there, moreover roughly the chains connected to this black-robed and masked mage were pulled, even though they were, make Apan and Hiri step following them towards a room in the dim light.
On the way to death, tears of sadness fell back from Hiri's netra, while Apan was only able to embrace Hiri with words of comfort, if everything would be fine.
Apan's pangolin is now perched firmly on his wife's left shoulder, just as a reminder, if as much as possible Apan will always be beside him even in the dark of death.
But the crying and reality is not as Apan assumed, still soon the life will be miserable.
In a dark room that relied on only one illumination; a pingai crystal stone. Hiri and Apan were positioned in the middle of the room. Stand up to be executed.
But when death is to be offered. A second later, Queen Arenda suddenly entered the dimly lit room.
His panicked and sissy attitude reflected his unwelcome for the death of his beloved friend.
For the refusal, Queen Arenda showed off two licenses to transfer the law to the royal law, as well as bringing Hiri and Apan to the palace.
Although a bit late, but in fact, the chain that ensnared Hiri and Apan's arms was obliterated. Two royal soldiers were brought in and led the couple out of the terrible place.
Although it seems to give life expectancy, Hiri and Apan remain stricken with emptiness in resignation.
I don't know what Queen Arenda expected, because the law is impossible to avoid by the couple of different nature. But discursively, Queen Arenda is only trying to save her best friend.
After all, the license has been taken care of since yesterday, only Queen Arenda came late.
Hence, an hour is taken to arrive at the pride garden of Princess Kerisia; the Butterfly Garden.
The park that Nurvati and Princess Kerisia used to have fun here. The garden behind the walls of the magnificent Cloud palace is luxurious, Rose-scented and clean.
The weirdness gets even more obvious when Hiri is separated from Apan's side. Apan was guarded by a soldier and Hiri was pulled forward before the individuals present.
Anxiety and questions began to ensnare Apan's mind, as Queen Arenda's left hand manifested a sword.
“This will be an example for society .. if anyone who marries a demon .. then death is the reward ...,” said Ratu Arenda while facing the news seeker with a serious and firm face.
“This smile must die ... and my friend must live ...”
So stunned the souls of Apan and Hiri, did not think that in fact the hope of living together was just a fantasy.
Hiri even remained in a cry of helplessness. He was ashamed and embarrassed.
“Wait Arenda! Wait!” pinta —tengrind— Apan by approaching Queen Arenda and Apan immediately approached her.
Until firmly and seriously, Queen Arenda who turned her body facing Apan ambushed, “Call me Queen Arenda!”
Apan flinching there, his best friend's change began to be obvious, Queen Arenda had been sick of seeing Apan defend the demon.
“I ... I know you are upset .. but, can you not need to punish my wife ... let my wife live and .. I am the one who replaced her ...,” says —tengiling— Apan with goosebumps and his voice sounds melas.
Hearing the sentence of the request, Hiri who really loved her husband actually felt objection. Unfortunately, the defense sentence that tried to be evaporated from him could only be held in his throat, stifled by his own shame and fear. Keeping her standing on her back to her husband bore the brunt of the mental pressure.
So the peaceful atmosphere in this park is at least filled with crucial and precarious impressions. But Queen Arenda is indeed a hunchback, she even vented it by words that are quite heartbreaking. “My best friend was taken by a despicable demon .. my best friend preferred a despicable demon over his own golongan .. My best friend was even willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of a despicable demon ..”
“Hiri is not an abject demon! Not all demons are despicable! He was only caught up in a fate he could not escape!” sela —tengiling— Apan with his pangolin back clenched on his right shoulder.
Apan's face, the look in his eyes, to his two hands until his breath, has spread bitter air and hope. He hoped that Hiri would not have to endure this punishment, especially that a child would be born from him.
Queen Arenda's beaver face was lifted, her sharp eyes locked on her best friend's face. “Silumans are an abasement .. that's why they are called stealth!”
“... whereas I have given you time to part .. but, you wasted!” he added loudly and steadily, only pitying his best friend.
Apan was silent in his sigh, he did not reply again. This has been free. Likewise with Hiri who resigned resigned restrained his fear.
Queen Arenda turned back on Hiri and her left hand began to raise her sword. Prepare to slash Hiri's neck.
“Queen Arenda .. once again! I'm begging you! Allow me to replace Hiri!” jolt —tengiling— Apan earnestly and began to despair.
So without further ado, Queen Arenda immediately slashed her sword, 'Shriing' was beheaded Apan by his own best friend. Then the 'Bruk' of Apan's body lay just like that with golden blood that soaked the floor. Queen Arenda granted her best friend's wish.
Hiri's reflexes turned around, exposing all her attention and body to her beloved husband who had died horribly.
His eyes twitched, his hands trembled, his knees limp bearing the weight of bitter reality, biting in surprise, the weight of his breath. Fear, sadness, dilemma and heartache, all emotions combined closely with the fall of her tears. Crying Hiri in the greatest grief and no words that she can express, except helpless stings.