Opung Tolu's
Fragile

The cry broke out, with the sound of the rain-stirring couldn't stop. Ani did not accept all the things her sister did. Tolu grabbed a small urn, he broke the end of the urn and then slashed his own hand. Ani restrains Tolu's self-harming movement.

“It's enough!” said Ani.

Tolu energy is very strong as a result of Ani slammed until his hanker was hit by fragments of the urn. The smell of blood invited the creatures who were near Tolu. The strong wind blew away the leaves until they got inside the house and slammed the windows very hard.

“Non Ani! Non Tolu!” mbok Heni shouted hysterically.

The two fell silent in the living room while Heni was still treating their wounds. Tolu knelt down in front of Ani, he handed her a knife and put it into her hands.

“Sister, kill me so you can escape all these shackles. I admit to mastering two sides of science and being perverted. As long as I live, you won't be able to hinder me kak” Tolu cries before him again.

Ani threw away the knife and ran away to leave it. Mbok Heni ran to pick up the P3k box, seeing the bloody tolu hand made him tremble in fear to treat it.

“Hold yes non, definitely hurt” he said slowly.

“No pain mbok, here let me help you bandage” Tolu pressing the wound as if not feel pain on his skin.

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There is sadness in the eye, no one knows the real inner pressure that he is experiencing. Tolu straightened his knees. He sat under a tree in the yard next to the house. He hugged a small basket filled with betel nut and ingredients inside.

After getting the white and black magic, there were some strange activities he did more often. One of them is to install, while daydreaming in between the busy medi and ritual. But the difference from this time, the picture of Togar's face flashed in another view that he penetrated. Not only that, it seemed Tolu could not ignore a little outpouring of thoughts for Togar.

“Why is there a betel scent on Togar's body? Who put the fence behind him. Without it I can install a more sturdy fence” murmured Tolu closed his eyes.

Ani's eyes were still glazed over, watching Tolu from the window and shaking his head. Their distance and closeness are increasingly far apart even though they live in the same roof. The nature of his sister is very different, he is also reluctant to laugh or joke. The view is flat and everything that is done seems very centered on one core.

“Non, where will I put all these things?” ask mbok Heni trouble carrying some boxes and packages.

“Please put everything in an empty room mbok” replied Ani while watching Tolu who appeared to be sleeping under a tree.

“How about the goods outside non?”

“Put in the other room, call Mr. Nanang to help.”

After that Ani ran to the place where Tolu was, but she did not find him. “Why did he suddenly disappear?” ani Gumam.

“Pak Nanang, did you see Tolu here?”

“Non, the father of earlier cleaned the park and did not see any Miss Tolu” replied he continued the work.

“Ya already, sir please help the mbok clear all the items inside.”

“Good non” said Mr. Nanang noticed the look on his agitated face.

Ani ran up the stairs, she broke down and hit the iron door that made her curious. No matter what is important, the desire is that the door is open. Until his hand was injured, slowly the door opened.

“Masuk” whispered a terrible sound near his ear. A black, stiff, charred hand pulled him until he was interested and the door was tightly shut.

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“Mbok, where is Brother Ani?” tanya Tolu put his betel basket on the table.

“Not it was non Ani rush following non to page?”

Tolu ran looking there but did not find his brother, then he ran inside to his private room. Ani stood in the corner facing the wall so stiffly without moving a bit. Knowing that Ani was being entered by astral beings, Tolu spouted the rest of the nginang in his mouth to the back of his head.