Nurvati
Episode 25: Togetherness Gives Hope.
Falas was fixated in a flat look, showing no surprise at all. He seemed to have known it would be like this, or rather; Nurvati was falling into Falas' plan. Right, as you already know, Falas has his own plan in his promise, and this looks to be going smoothly.
“WHY DID YOU INSTEAD GIVE ...,” Nurvati's jolt suddenly faltered, because, Falas had floated his sword at Nurvati's neck, but wait, the sword only stopped right above Nurvati's left shoulder. And that silenced Nurvati's mouth.
Suddenly, time seemed to stop for a moment, the warm wind seemed to cool, breathing like being at the end of life, Netra green Nurvati was shocked, her breathing had risen stifled, even her head felt frozen.
While there, Falas still put on a flat face, a well-built body wrapped in his cloak depicting apathy, but his blue net emanation implied an important secret, and it was not realized Nurvati.
Together with the spontaneous winds scorching, they sting in a quiet atmosphere, Nurvati's heart is now even melted to his desire to survive, the green iris has been flooded with tears that if you want to fall heartbreaking. They were rubbing each other in their feelings.
But after seven seconds in a crucial time, Nurvati looked down and was tired, saying, “Se-supposed .. You ta-shouldn't give me hope ..”
Without responding with words, Falas still gripped the hilt of his sword, but this time the grip was somewhat loosened, he tried to ascertain the extent of Nurvati's desire to stay alive.
“Disturbed by Nurvati, your death will be fast, and all will be treated,” persuaded Falas with his crisp voice that sounded so calm but stupid.
Instead of being happy, or persuaded to give up, Nurvati's heart becomes stronger to survive, her mind twists on new hopes that are worth fighting for, but also confused because a promise must be completed. In his head, he was stingy not to reply to the words of Falas.
Falas who did not want to talk, suddenly annihilated the sword in his hand, shattered instantly into smoke, no longer holding the sword as an execution, even his right hand back down to a comfortable position. It looks like it will be contrary to expectations at the beginning.
Realizing the oddity, Nurvati reflexively turned to her left, checking if her neck had actually survived the sabre, though three seconds had been spent realizing her safety, she turned her face back to Falas; putting on a kuyu look. Nurvati wondered in her mind what was stopping Falas from this execution, and Falas kept putting on a heartless face; flat.
“Why did you give me hope? Why do you have to accompany me until now?” keluh Nurvati in a kuyu look full of contemplation.
Falas's originally flat face now suddenly turned relaxed, more than that, somehow his thin lips even developed a peaceful smile without problems, sparkling neutrals to take the feeling of tension to be switched to calm.
“Nah 'kan, labile ..” said Falas with a waist-rigged rather flicked Nurvati's attitude.
Without comment, Nurvati still looked at Falas with a questioning look on her face.
“... so, it seems like the experience answers what words cannot answer?” tanya Falas tested the extent to which Nurvati understood her life.
Nurvati's green net was still filled with a twinkle of sadness, having been teary to be ready to drop tears when her heart was stunned, her thin lips were still silent, she was trying to digest well the words of Falas. As far as the breath Nurvati took in her life, that is how far life experience did answer the strands of events that could not be answered by words, precisely; the values of life experiences obtained become important lessons for the heart and mind. Nurvati had understood his cooperation with Falas.
“Do you know, what your parents expected from their deaths, have you ever asked, why did they protect you with their lives?” ask Falas again to open the mindset of Nurvati.
Nurvati shakes her head not knowing. It's just that thanks to the second question it actually made Nurvati realize her mistake; she felt that her parents were disappointed by her own despair.
“Yes, I myself do not actually know,” as well as Falas who tried to melt the atmosphere.
Even for the sake of closing the humorous sentence until accompanied by laughter, with the aim of evocating the psychological side of Nurvati to be cheerful. “HAHAHAHA ..”
Hearing things that for Nurvati himself are not funny makes him dare to say, “You are not funny Falas, stop trying to make me laugh.”
In fact, in his complaint, Nurvati wiped her eyes by the back of her right hand. To remove tears that are almost a symbol of sadness. There will be no tears falling.
“Oh .. sorry-sorry I'm not good at making people laugh ... but it's not like you ever laughed at my country 'right?”
A question that for Nurvati itself is not important, let alone discussed under these circumstances, although Nurvati had laughed at the joke Falas, but the more the day the joke is getting 'fearing', but still, it is, nurvati's heart appreciates him with pleasure, because after all, in his life, only Falas who struggled to make Nurvati remain cheerful, the only friend in his life.
“Now how is this, we have promised to kill me?” nurvati complained earnestly. Nurvati knew that if the promise was not kept, the laws of nature were reciprocated.
Falas pensively, his blue iris ball moved to the lower right corner of his net, then looked back seriously at Nurvati, asking, “So, you don't want to die?”
“Hem,” reply Falas by nodding in without explicit explanation.
“So, we broke the promise?” tanya Nurvati made sure.
Falas frowned in astonishment, and revealed his taste, “Loh, you yourself don't want to?”
Nurvati was silent in deep contemplation over the words of Falas that had a point.
“Then let me pay for it,” Falas said in a cryptic destination.
Making Nurvati frown in confusion, so that confusion pushed her mind to investigate, “You mean how?”
In a calm look and a peaceful smile, Falas replied, “Then I did promise through my mouth to kill you, but on the other hand, my heart also promised, that what I killed was not you, except, it was your despair that I killed.”
Hearing that explanation, make Nurvati's mind relieved, then said, “Oooh .. I guess ...”
Although only three terms were thrown, but it was enough to make Falas bear the question, because in the word, 'about', there is an important thing in it.
“Eh, what did you think?” scowl Falas who felt Nurvati was hiding something precious.
Nurvati's eyebrows were raised, shocked; she did not expect Falas to multiply Nurvati's initial estimate.
Because he did not want to reveal his heart, Nurvati also felt the prestige of talking loudly. “Huh, I just thought you'd be kidding.”
Although Nurvati has told the reason, but Falas knows there are things covered by Nurvati. And it will be enough to provide its own artistic value if revealed.
“Or don't-don't .. You think I killed myself?” falas guessed cross-legged, and the ball of his iris was fixed to the right corner of his net, thinking the truth of Nurvati's estimation.
“Dan ... You're afraid of losing me, aren't you?” falas continued by raising both eyebrows, staring at the green netra of Nurvati, forming the impression of a tempting chime guyon.
“Eh, not so,” refutes Nurvati.
“Ooooh .. ahk I know, you're afraid of losing me .. hahahaha.”
”Huh, wrong big!“ nurvati's objection to prestige.
”So ... Now I'm valuable to you, right?“ sindir Falas finds out how much value he has in Nurvati's life.
”Mistakely big! I just don't want to bear the burden of death that is you, because ...“ Nurvati's muscular explanation was cut suddenly by Falas.
”Precious! Yes ... You don't want me to die, because I'm too precious to you.“
Nurvati's description of prestige, which was cut off, was perfectly completed by Falas, who Nurvati basically did not want to lose the most valuable person in her life.
”So this is how it ends? I thought there would be a whimper from you that ..“
Falas' words were not complete because Nurvati who suddenly left without saying goodbye.
”Eh, Nurvati wait!“
In the end, fast death like the medicine that Nurvati glorified failed to be implemented only Gegara Nurvati began to feel the value of his life is valuable; the formation of a second hope.