Nurvati
Episode 200: Still Moving With Time.
Apan has offered absolute proof that he would rather die for a demon than live a normal life.
But reality begins to grow painful in Hiri's soul, giving him a strange impulse carried in the flow of his bloodstream, evoking a message from his soul, the emotion of anger. And his standpoint toward the world is ever greater; there is no justice.
Then the pangolin Apan named Bening, was suddenly dead, his transparent body even began to feel pale white.
Queen Arenda, who destroyed her best friend's life and the crocodile demon, also destroyed her sword with her energy, giving instructions to two of her bodyguards. “This contemptible stealth solution! Dispose to the Human realm!”
But before his departure was realized. When success touches his heart. Hiri with a fist in a trembling groan, still bowed haggard and nelangsa, daring to utter a mouthful. “Ra-Queen Arenda .. sa-me .. will definitely be back ... I'm definitely back!”
“With a carefree heart, I wait .. yes, I wait for your arrival ...,” reply Queen Arenda without fear by turning away. Too disgusted at Hiri.
Until two bodyguards start pulling Hiri, take her to leave.
“Sa-I make sure ... You feel what I feel!” hiri's oath with bowed resignedly brought by two guards.
Not answering, Queen Arenda still turned her face in disgust.
The rest in an uneasy ending, Hiri had left with the two royal soldiers.
Let the peaceful atmosphere again surround the park. But it is hard to lose a beloved friend. Even to the two blue skies of Queen Arenda began to glaze over.
Together with the heartache, a servant began to clean up Apan's body. Wrapping it with a cloth that manifests through its red energy, then with a teleportation door he brings Apan's body and head to a special room, complete with his pangolin.
The man who was astonished by the actions of Queen Arenda, obviously dared to ask questions. “Sorry, Her Majesty Queen Arenda. Why did you let the demon get away? Wasn't he about to come back and get revenge?”
Queen Arenda fell down in contemplation and haggardness. It's still hard enough to talk. Apan is the only friend who is the most understanding, the friend that makes Queen Arenda dare to accept life. Her best friend who had dispelled the loneliness and introduced the joy of making friends.
“Queen?!” exclaim the news seeker, demanding an answer.
Reflexively, Queen Arenda raised her face again, took a deep breath firmly and exhaled her beginning to break everything down. Although his countenance still implied heartache, he replied, “Iya, I want to test the truth of Apan's sentence .. Otherwise all demons are despicable and Hiri is merely a victim of the evil of destiny ... if indeed Hiri is a benevolent demon ... she will step down ... she should have realized her mistake .. and started apologizing to the harmed person, including me..”
“... but when not. So absolutely, if all demons are despicable and disgusting ..” he continued with emphasis in every word.
The news seeker man nodded in trying to understand it. “Hemmm ... I .. understand ... yes ... I .. understand ....”
Queen Arenda turned to the right of the news seeker and seriously asked, “Did you record it?”
The news-seeking man stood firm, curtailing a serious face and an intense gaze on the sweet face of Queen Arenda. “Related Queen Arenda .. all have been recorded in the contact lens on my eye ...”
The contact lens serves to record the life in front of him which can later be filtered for visual needs; video.
Queen Arenda was happy to hear it, she was grateful.
”Prepare .. record again when Hiri comes .. then the recording broadcasts to all smart mirrors .. so that the public is aware ... if marrying a different creature of nature is a big mistake and understand, if the consequence is death ..!“ queen Arenda said with a turn away.
With a steady nod from the news seeker man. Queen Arenda accompanied by her two servants began to step away leaving the garden. Apan's death will be held a funeral and for that Queen Arenda prepared.
While Queen Arenda has its own principles and plans. In the Human realm. In a tropical forest. On a rainy night, Hiri was crying as he pleased.
In the pile of leaves that cover the dirty land, the departure of his loved ones triggers the realization of inviting the roar of tears more and more.
”HNNGGGG HUAAAAAAA.
Accompanied by heavy rainfall in an increasingly dark night, the more grief leads Hiri to be evaporated.
”Hnnnnng hhuuuuu .. hiks ...“
His mind was getting darker blackened, his gloomy heart was getting gloomy. It's already hurt.
”Hhuuuu ng hiks .. hiks ...“
Although she escaped death, it did not change the fact that her husband died and Hiri did not like to sacrifice his life for love.
Along with the cold rain, Hiri wailed, whined and regretted his life. He just wants to be able to live life with the man he chose, or if possible, die together.
Seconds by seconds that became minutes, gradually began to show everything that passed, but not with his heartache. Or even her sweet memories.
”Hiks .. hiks .. hik.“
And despair began to ensnare him. The feeling that, in fact, life as a demon is a mistake and a humiliation. His life seemed to be dying.
Yes, Hiri even deproked while holding his own stomach, considering that the child he later born will only bear the burden of suffering thanks to his parents.
Hiri did not think, if his son would suffer again like it. Of course it can't happen.
There is no point in living either. Society hates demons and demons should be eradicated.
With two slightly vibrating hands that held tightly to the handle of the knife and directed steadily on his stomach. Death is ready to be a medicine for suffering.
His eyes closed, bowed ready to welcome death, his breathing rose and fell uncontrollably, his teeth biting withstanding the weight of life lost and his intentions abruptly delayed.
Right, he instead began to stretch his grasp and slowly began to raise his face; there was someone present.
Having stood up, a long-robed, red figure, with a cloak hood covering its head and a mask of red light had covered its face, making its identity unrecognizable.
Unbeknownst to Hiri, the vice sorcerer guild of the Western nation had been in front of him.
”Select these two spells ... You are able to kill Queen Arenda with a Heavenly Goddess ... or a spell, you can command the Satanes to take away a thousand women's lives ..?“ bargain Princess Kerisia by having its own task in order to reach the Secret Self. His voice seemed to sound different and he thrust out two purple lights; a magic spell.
For that, Hiri again remembered his oath to Queen Arenda, if confirmed Queen Arenda get suffering.
Even Hiri turned his face so intensely staring at the light mask of the foreign woman in front of him. Somewhat hesitant and trying to recognize who the figure is.
”Died in vain just because of your destiny as a demon, or slightly incised legal justice on those who are arbitrary without ever feeling what you feel?“ seductive Princess Kerisia with calm and smooth, but very convincing.
Slowly but surely, Hiri dropped his knife, the sentence managed to brighten his dark thoughts and to hell with the identity of the figure in front of him.
The choice of foreign woman's mantra evokes Hiri's desire to rise, the more concentrated with her vow that should be implemented and move it in order to choose his own path of justice.
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