
In a quiet and fragrant room, in the house of Honorary Chief Hamenka, right in Nerta's room. The father and son were discussing each other seriously, especially guiding their children not to go the wrong way.
“So what dad wants me to do .. hacim ..?” tanya Nerta made sure by looking at her father's glowing face.
“You do not follow most people, remember this .. if there is news that you just heard, do not immediately judge .. save in your head and enter in your heart ... and it is with that heart that you will get the answer ..” Chairman Hamenka replied solemnly.
“That's it?” satir Nerta with her two black eyebrows raised upwards. Care not to care.
“Iya .. that's it,” said Chairman Hamenka.
“Ooooh .. I guess I should memorize the book of fairy tales ..” Nerta complained by getting up from sitting.
“... 'it would be troublesome if I had to memorize the book of fairy tales .. hacim,” he continued by slipping into two hands into the pocket of his long robe.
“You can't like your brother ...,” alludes to Chairman Hamenka.
“Iya-iya ... already yes, father ... today, I want to go with my friends ...,” reply Nerta cutely while walking towards the golden door.
Only languishing resigned by Chairman Hamenka, but willingly so that Nerta did not play far because it was still in the war.
Nerta reproduce with her indifference which then goes to another place.
It is morning, the time when the Elf realm feels scented, the blue sky stretches beautifully, the air whistles coolly, a sunny day, a coveted day for optimistic creatures, in particular, the, kids like Nerta and her friends.
Four boys of Nerta's age, in their 13,000s, had been flying above the clouds, waiting. But only Nerta is the oldest child among his friends, aged about 14,000 years —14 years according to human— count he came by flying to his friends.
“Ahk .. you were so long ago,” complains of a red-haired boy.
“He said for a while, but we had to wait a long time,” continued a ping-haired girl.
“Yes, sorry-sorry .. earlier my father was rather restless ... even storytelling .. hacim ...,” reply Nerta with apology.
“Nah ... yes already ... so 'Are we leaving for the forest of Death?” ask the long black-haired boy.
“Ayo-ayo cement-temen just go directly ...,” invite red-haired girls who are strung by a long wavy. And he carried a bag full of Energy pills.
“Ayo come ...” All started flying towards the destination.
The five of them went to a place that had indeed been scheduled, a place where violent demons gathered.
Not without their reason for leaving, many children have been kidnapped by demons. It will be that, in order to contribute to this world war, they will save the kidnapped children.
The Deathly Forest was in neutral territory, thus allowing them to have to go far away from home, and it would probably take days or even months.
So they used the teleportation door between cities, all the way to the border of the country.
To pass through the border wall, they passed through a secret underground passage that Nerta had prepared with her friends and that required the work of scientists. Then fly back on the way. And this is where they make illegal journeys.
During the flight they were very enthusiastic. Joking around and expressing each other the excitement of their adventure plus the journey that will be a rescue.
“We will be the heroes of society!” said the red-haired boy.
“I can't wait to beat those vile demons!” the spear-haired girl's fist with a fist-punching fist in the wind, so expressive it vivifies her spirit.
“And I can't wait to get there,” added the long black-haired boy.
While Nerta just sting by slipping two hands into the pocket of her black-tinted robe. He was also actually very happy, even just now he was joking with each other by touching the wings with his friends, laughing and joking.
But at least, his father's message was inevitably imprinted in his brain memory, it was like touching his heart.
Nerta is indeed a cute child and prestige if family gathers, somehow so, yes, at least she is not like her delinquent brother who has a hobby of fighting.
It's just, it's sad that his father will be short-lived and can't see Nerta living a successful life, or even not be able to enjoy the glory days of the Elf race.
Moreover, even though he was unable to express his affection for his father, he could not deny the feeling, Nerta was just a boy who had difficulty expressing his affection, awkward and indifferent.
And when his father's message impressed as if the last messages from him, clearly Nerta felt a bit depressed, let alone the treatise of the kings who seemed terrible but also happy, he said, making him think about what he and his family would be like, just in case the Savior appeared and fought him instead.
But the complex thought was dissolved when a red-haired girl who was long until her back, had touched Nerta's right wing with her left.
The girl who even developed a smile with her queen teeth revealed, then said, “You are kok diem-diem bae, nagging dong nagel .. xixixi ..”.
Nerta's seductive daughter named Arista, she is a cheerful child, who is chatty and always happy, even though she is an orphan. But in fact, the girl was always able to make Nerta smile happily.
And clearly Nerta touched back Arista's left wing with his right wing while saying, “Come on me again, if I can I will give you candy Kembangapi!”
Hearing him Arista being spirited, he immediately darted after Nerta hoping to earn a reward.
“Appointment yes ..!” sue Arista with a crunch.
All his friends were actually chasing after Nerta, who even wanted to also get the Candy Kembangapi.
“I want!” said the red-haired boy.
“I too!” connect the long black-haired boy.
“I also woy!” the ping-haired girl who was chasing after Nerta tried to touch her wings.
“Woy woy don't all woy! Bankrupt me! Hacim ...,” jolt Nerta who darted away from her friends.
Like children in general, on that sunny day, they went to play, which in the game was an adventure to save.
As normal children, or rather children who have their own uniqueness, they fly across the expanse of blue grass, through the dark forests, they fly, fly in fun and excitement like children who enjoy playing games.
With the passage of time, they sometimes fly high enough sometimes fly low enough, not because they are simply tired or how, done to avoid the evil bandits, or, but the most wary is actually the war monitor patrols.
Because if the patrol succeeds in capturing them then it's gone their important agenda, while the bandits, for them are quite fun as training material to beat the demons later, right, they were not so afraid of the bandits.
If the bandits were beaten up it was natural, but if the war patrols they beat up then they felt insolent.