RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 140 SELF CONTROL
EPS 140 SELF CONTROL
Your eyelids are like clear springs flowing in a barren field. Thinking of you being beautiful will only make me fall in love too much. Because an enchanted heart is cast into a spell that blows from every curve of your body. Like a wanderer blowing a flute on a branch of twilight. All are interested in welcoming Sang Dhyakala home.
‘Aaaarkkkk!”
Suddenly it felt a gentle breeze, carrying a piercing chill. Followed by a rumbling sound from above the hills. The wind turned into a storm that sent dust and garbage into the air. Pranaja turned his gaze into the forest. Apparently, the ghost of the forest-waiting demon Kecipir felt the presence of uninvited guests. And he showed his anger.
“AARGH!!!”
“It turns out there are many spirits from humans and demons in the Megapolitan area. Subrata hired the best mercenaries to be educated by Colonel Blade Muller's paramilitary school. Former commander of the elite forces of three legendary British royal hostages, his inner”.
Although their presence also invites a lot of questions, because Blade's men are trained soldiers who usually fight in the real world. Not ghosbusters or ghost catchers who used to wrestle with astral beings and the supernatural world. Pranaja sure, they will not be able to expel the existence of visible creatures to get out of the Megapolitan region.
“I am just a lost wanderer, owner of the forest. I just passed by and did not mean to damage your forest,” said Pranaja as he looked into the darkness of the forest.
“Aaarrkk!”
The roar was heard again but this time it was lower. Suddenly the wind stopped blowing and the rumbling sound coming from within the forest disappeared. Pranaja continued his journey into the forest of thinning. His eyes wildly stared at the circumstances around him.
For a while he sat still not knowing what to do. His mind was drifting back while vacationing on the beach of Tasik, Malaysia. Mother brought a very delicious supply of rice and vegetables, and it was Kecipir vegetables.
“Duk!”
A small, light object fell on his forehead and then rolled onto the ground. The cold water of dew flowed over his forehead. Slowly grab that thing and observe it. Like the fruit of the peach that is often cooked by his mother. A light green tart. Smelled that fruit. Then close to his mouth, it smells a bit rancid. Inhalation of dew water attached to the skin of the thinning it deeply.
Hmh, so fresh. Can treat a little bit of his thirst. Encouraged by hunger bitten by the young thinning. It was so good, his heart said. Maybe he was hungry.
“This fruit is delicious mom,” murmured.
The rest of the thin fruit in his hand was immediately swallowed all. He plucked again the young lipped fruit on his head, greedily eating the fruit round and round.
“Hrm..take once,” his mouth to let out a green liquid of the fruit.
After his stomach filled up, the cute young man began to think. He was observing his surroundings. Many young pieces are hanging on top of it. He's nodding. Tecipir fruit is very delicious while drinking along with juice. And Pranaja continued to step foot into the forest while installing a nature of control over himself. Because he felt the potential to react to it.