pancason
Part 183 Expressions of feeling

"To find Azazil is easy. But now we have to think about how we should eliminate him" said Wira.

"So really, if the demons are building an army?" ask Arya.

The atmosphere of the park this afternoon was quite quiet. Some students choose to find a fun place. Such as canteens, campus front yards, or food stalls scattered around the campus. But both Wira, Arya and Nayla choose to find a quiet place, because what they will discuss is something that no one else should know. There was no one they could trust right now.

"Yes. They were planning to attack the sky. And you are the commander capable of leading them. You were Samyaza. And Nayla is Lilith. We have to kill Azazil first" Wira explained seriously.

The two humans who are referred to as the commander of the demons are only able to remain silent. Their minds are raging. This is like a dream, or hoping that the Hero is crazy by making a strange play like now. The samyaza? The lilith? Even for Arya the name was very foreign to her ears. Imagine that he is part of an angel and a demon at one time. It's really ridiculous.

"How?"

The hero flicked his finger, and in his hand was now a thick book, looking fragile, with a black cover. There is a pentagram on the cover of the book.

"What's that?" nayla asked a little surprised at the magical ability of Wira.

'Daily book of one of the angels!" wita said without guilt.

"Which angel? Not yours, right?

"Eum, no. I just pinjem. Shhh. We read first," whispered Wira who is now sitting in the garden chair, flanked by Arya and Nayla on her right and left. They were silent while waiting for the hero to say something.

"Azazil was actually confined in an old tomb" Wira said after reading the first verse of the strange sentence.

"Old tomb?"

"Then, he was Lucifer's accomplice. They had done rebellion and made the earth almost experience a major disaster. They raised the demons and brought out all the demons from hell. Many humans are victims. They both made war troops to destroy the world. And we're part of that. Well this is the hell I know, not a secret anymore," he murmured as if talking to himself. Nayla and Arya who were staring at the book did not understand at all the strange string of letters in front of them.

"We, that means the three of us, right?"

"Yes, the three of us." The hero stopped staring at the book and turned to the two people beside him.

"And now, he'll do the same. Azazil will gather his old army again. To do this again."

"But Wira, we don't want to do that right now. So it's not a problem, is it?" cut Nayla. Nayl's words made Wira smile cynically. That's how they used to do, against all Azazil's evil plans, but in the end they still helped Azazil.

"Because your memories haven't returned completely. You guys still think that way now. Because when all those memories come back, then between good and evil it's just a thin thread, Nay."

"..." - ".Nayla did not understand, only continued to stare at Wira with a thousand questions in her head.

"Remember! Azazil can do anything for you to side with him. Even willing to be his slave," explained Wira.

"So what should we do?" ask Arya.

"The tattoo you have on you, is one of the antidotes of them and other evil beings. They won't find you easily. But, I guess, now they're starting to smell your whereabouts."

Arya stared at the tattoo on her wrist. Swiping it while remembering Nayla's words about the tattoo tattoo on her body. "Aurchangel? Fallen angel?" aryan murmured in the heart. He even chuckles when he remembers that. Something that he considers a joke even now really must be recognized the truth.

"Although Azazil was confined, he could control his people through thought. He will wage war on earth, then after the earth is destroyed, then the sky will be the next target. That way, hell will rule the entire universe."

"Wait a minute! Where is God? God let all that happen? It's weird!" cetus Nayla's.

"God exists. There," point the Hero to the sky. "But HE will not interfere in this matter. HE wants us to try with all our might to keep everything we have. And look, who deserves to survive and who should lose the fight!"

"You mean, none of the demons or humans that HE chose? And when we fight, HE'll just shut up?"

"You don't realize that the world is getting older. The apocalypse is getting closer. Maybe this is one of HIS ways of selecting."

"Natural selection?"

"And we should kill each other?" nayla asked still not thinking about what she was facing now.

"Sometimes that's life. We have to fight, right? So how? You are willing to help me find Azazil and eliminate him, so that all this chaos ends. The world will be safe under control. So did the sky," the Hero stared at the two people one by one.

Nayla and Arya throw each other a glance. Then nod slowly at the same time.

The hero opens the first page of the book. A book written by Enoch. A key witness of the fight of angels and demons. Enoch is considered one of the highest angels and often serves as the scribe of every event that has happened and will happen. And Wira stole the notebook from Enoch.

"Azazil hid in an old tomb. To get to that place, we have to complete some exams."

"Deedies?"

The hero nodded while reading the book. The writing with enochian language is quite fluent to read Wira because it is the language he usually uses with fellow angels.

"Here it is mentioned, that Azazil is firmly tied in that place. A place that has a phrase 'When I rise from the dead, the world will tremble'. It is far from human civilization. Surrounded by the forest and some beasts around." The hero took a deep breath. He who does not know the location of the place began to think hard to find the answer.

"Wira! You mean we have to free Azazil, right?" cut Arya off with another question.

"To kill him, we have to free him first, yes."

"You crazy?! Free the devil and kill him? Isn't that suicide, Dad?" ask Nayla who makes sense.

"Don't that make sense? Think about it, how do we kill Azazil if he's in a cage? Because we have to kill him, stab his heart or slash his head, even if we have to fight."

"But... We were? Against Azazil?! You crazy, Ra?!" peekit Nayla's. The girl knew how to lunge a creature named Azazil, through the book she read so far. So he was anxious and hesitant about the plan. Azazil is a fairly powerful creature and feared by some creatures.

"Eum, that's not the best part. I'm sure you'll find me even crazier after hearing this continuation," the Hero pointed as he stared at the book in his hand.

Arya and Nayla who were curious then asked Wira to continue reading the strange sentence.

"Unfortunately it's not us who can kill Azazil," Wira explained hesitantly looking at the two people beside her.

"Then?"

"A son of a cursed angel and the last Nephilim on earth!" said cold. Hearing this, the two men looked at each other, confused.

"Who are they? You know?" ask Arya curious. The hero nodded slowly.

"I've met two of those people. One of them ... Is your son!"

Arya and Nayla glare. Both of their eyes are perfectly rounded hearing the word "your son." Another surprise presented by Wira really makes their hearts continue to beat like there is on a roller coaster ride.

"What?! Our son? You mean?!" arya asked for more explanation.

"In your past life, you managed to have a son. He's grown up now. It's even like you, yeah." Hero chuckled while remembering all the attitudes of Abhimanyu he had known all along.

"..." - ".Arya's forehead is crinkled with a pulsating head. While Nayla was still gawking in disbelief.

"She's the only child you've had in all the lives you've lived. Well, I admit, yesterday was the best life you guys had. Because before your love story always ends tragically. You always die before you unite. And usually we'll have a complicated love affair." It's funny for Wira to remember the rivalry between her and Arya in getting Nayla's heart.

"Where is he now?" nayla asked nervously as well as curiously.

"There was in a village. It's a little far from here. Eum, very much more precisely. He's a tough boy. Hard and great. He lived his life well during this time, despite the many trials that have always loved him. He didn't even die easily, because he was your son. He was destined to live eternally. Name ... Abhimanyu Maheswara."

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Nayla decided to move out. He feared that Azazil's men would come back to see him. Arya was also anxious if something bad happened to the girl later. They are now in an inn that Nayla deliberately rented for the next few days, until finally she gets a safe place to stay later. Aryan's attitude changed a little. No longer the same Arya that Nayla usually knew.

Tonight it rained heavily on the city. Making Arya forced to stay longer at the inn because it is impossible for her to go home with such extreme weather conditions. Nayla has just made two cups of warm tea to warm her body. Before arriving at the inn, they had been shopping for simple necessities to make it easier for Nayla not to go back and forth. Due to the circumstances outside it was also impossible for them to roam around as usual. The demons must be looking for the two of them. Moreover, Adriel is dead, automatically his herd will definitely find his whereabouts. And it will not take long to know the death of his fellow people.

"Nay ...," call Arya with both hands holding a warm teacup. They were sitting on a fur carpet in front of the king-sized bed. One of the facilities in the inn because it is not provided a chair or sofa to sit back.

"Hm?" sahut Nayla while enjoying a warm tea in his hand.

"How are you?"

"What's? Me? Meanin?" nayla asked surprised by Arya's question just now. It was like choking on the tea he was drinking. Nayla then looked at Arya who did not see her at all. Just busy counting every speck of rain visible from the side window.

"Yes your feelings, after knowing about us first."

"Eum, how yes. I don't know, Yeah. I'm confused too. It all feels like ashes to me. I want to assume this is just a dream or a delusion that has been on my mind all along. But ... It all feels more real. Especially when I dodge and assume all the nonsense. And the one thing I want to know the most" Nayla cut off and looked at Arya who was now also staring at her.

"What?"

"Are we going to be together in this life? Eum, I mean Wira said that we'd continue to live the same life. We've been together all this time, haven't we?" nayla asked with a sentence that turned round and almost made Arya's laughter explode. But it feels like this moment does not want him to be damaged by marking Nayla as usual. That would end up making the girl beside him upset while showing her pursed lips as usual.

"I don't know either. Maybe it is. But for me one thing is for sure" Arya smiled and looked at the girl again. Nayla who was still waiting for the next sentence just kept quiet with her innocent expression. "If I had liked you since we first met." Arya smiled, looking at the teacup between her knees sitting cross-legged. Nayla was silent, like sculpting, hypnotized by Arya's sentence.

"Maybe this will continue in our next life. And I admit, if I do agree the same said this one Wira. I am in love with you. Since the first time I saw you. "

"..."

"But you know for yourself, right, if I'm the stiff one. Cold even seems annoying. I realize, if you often sprained with me. I did deliberately make you angry, I deliberately sought attention, and I deliberately made it continue to stick with you, in various ways. I'm not even willing if you pick or pick up another man. Whoever it is, I'll stop it. Rian, our senior, or even the Hero. I'm jealous, Nay. I'm ...." Aryan's sentence came to a halt, as Nayla's ranum lips landed smoothly on her lips. Warm and soft. Their lips are clasped together, Arya who was originally silent, now began to welcome Nayla's warm kiss. A few seconds later, they kiss each other. The two of them still attached their foreheads, which made their distance still very close. Makes their breath feel like they're blowing on each other's faces.

"I love you too, Arya. You are indeed nyebelin. Banget! The coldest and the fastest man I've ever met. " Nayla chuckles, making Arya also hypnotized with the girl's crisp laughter. Arya gently rubbed the face of Nayla who was still very close to her.

"If this is a curse to me, I'd be willing to live it for a lifetime. Even to the end of time."