Srinayu On the Hill of Randu
Chapter 14 | Wungu Spout

"NAYU, do you know where Randu is going?" ask Mr. Linggih. "When cleaning a bush he was still with me, hearing his sometimes irregular babble."

Randu's behavior is often confusing, not least until he arrived at this place. That's what might make the middle-aged man worried, let alone he had known the nature of Randu. "Hopefully he didn't do anything strange."

Mr. Linggih's question was like a wind then, instead of responding, Bayu was getting immersed in his own mind. A confused look was adorning his clear face.

Actually, Nyu had also noticed that Randu had disappeared for too long. Even unbeknownst to her parents, Nayu has been searching for the young man. The furthest search area was the small trench where they caught fish the other day. He was quite worried about the absence of Randu in their midst. It's like losing a playmate. Just a few hours had bored him and was cranky.

Seeing such a Nayu is certainly inviting suspicion. "Wooden! You're fine." Mr. Linggih shook his son's body. His hands were waved in front of the eyes of Nayu.

Nayu gasped in surprise, then smiled grinning beautiful horses remain beautiful even though imitating the smile of a horse even a monkey. Her clean white teeth were well groomed behind red lips easily looked so charming.

Mr. Linggih is getting confused. "Is there something you're hiding?"

Sayu smiled again like that, but this time it was sweeter. "Ah, I'm just fine!"

"Yengirmu that..," sergeant Mr. Linggih defended himself.

The carrying of Nayu then suddenly changed, returning to being a good and polite girl, he said softly. "I'm confused too, sir. I don't know where he went either, and I don't know anything and don't hide anything. What else is associated with the disappearance of Randu."

"Well, okay. But at least if he wants to go far, it's good to tell one of us. But this, he's not saying goodbye at all."

"The palanquin is a mysterious pretentious person, sir," replied Nayu again innocently. It emits the aura of a cute little baby, which when people look at it is full of cuddling and squeezing his cheeks, which is so adorable. Darling Randu did not see it, the young man could drool.

"Well.ha... Nay... Nayu." Mr. Linggih laughed hearing that.

The small panic momentarily disappeared, and it seemed like this was indeed no big deal. Most dangerous too, Randu was asleep under a shady tree. Where the wind breezed wood, plus the music flowed by the song of birds that sounded vague, drowned, far approaching. One of the atmosphere that is favored by a Randu, sentimental human type. Watching the sunset can even make him suddenly feel sad, or even an unwarranted sadness.

Getting such a response, making Bayu increasingly become-so. Her childish figure grew stronger. "Never now is he crying watching the deer being eaten by a tiger. Randu is actually a crybaby, sir. Melancholy to be exact." I don't know where Naju got the term 'melancholy' that.

"Oh, yeah...?" fishing Peng Linggih.

"Ever he buried the carcass of a bird, then after that he suddenly became quiet. I deliberately did not ask him, did not want to make him ashamed of his heart," continued Nayu excited.

It was not hatred that made Nayu blabber all out about Randu's disgrace. There is a sense that is difficult to understand, even though it is waded through the night, it is only understandable when tomorrow goes far and never comes back.

Perfume the piercing flowers, absorb the smell of the Pandu. Out of nowhere, the wind has brought him here.

"Hm... Especially now," said Randu slowly. The worry of finding himself in a lost state is soon replaced by other sensations.

The aroma was getting stronger, making Randu more tempted to find the source. Then he continued and continued to step, tracing the fragrance trail. Being guided by instinct and a keen sense of smell, it finally took him somewhere. Giant garden with millions of purple flowers, spread wide in a radius of hundreds of meters. Randu stared unblinkingly.

Unwittingly, footsteps that move unbeknownst to the owner, has brought Randu into the middle of the erotic vegetation line. Hundreds of soft, cotton-like lumps as big as duku flew by the wind. Its shape resembles silk. It consists of thin tendrils that expand to form a ball. Inside there is a black dot, none other than the seeds of the unique plant.

A while later, his entire body slowly felt stiff and convulsing. Like twisted knitted fine threads but allot. And suddenly, for no apparent reason, his feelings were filled with a stirring happiness, accompanied by soothing air and rumbling thunders together in the chest.

Here is the ongoing fusion between the real world and the dream world, which will soon devour the self of Randu into the subconscious. Nature perched in the awang nirvana. Randu's face beamed. He was blown away in a smile of peace, as if only beauty was visible in the sight of his eyes.

"THE MORE often someone is talked about, about the bad and the good, then, there are two main reasons for the purpose of it being done. He hates it or likes it. When it is a love that slowly begins to grow, all the speech that comes out of the mouth is a spill of heart that can no longer be dammed. Our daughter can no longer hold her back, the walls of her heart begin to wobble. He wants others to know. To be exact, the opposite sex. On the other hand, she is still a girl. You have to hide his feelings. Trying to stick to his nature." Show Bu Linggih about Nayu's feelings. Seen on his face happiness, marked by an implied smile.

"He expressed it in the form of a melting pot of hatred and love" Mr. Linggih added calmly. His eyes then looked far away. Back the shadow of a happy life is present in his imagination for the beloved child. Nayu can live a normal life, have a husband, have children, have enough possessions, and live socializing. He plans to make amends for his mistakes all along.

Nayu who came suddenly almost caught the conversation of the two of them. "Sir, Mom.., I remember something."

"What's up, Nayu?" tanya Bu Linggih curious.

Nayu frowned, as if thinking back, remembering what he had wanted to say, then, "Bunga Barsi Wungu."

Hearing what Nayu said, spontaneously made the husband and wife look at each other in shock.

"Every person who first smelled the scent will immediately be interested in finding the origin of the smell," said Bu Linggih, reminding him of the flower in question. "Soon the person's body and soul will be completely controlled by the flower that has its own will. The plant can know even the deepest recesses of the heart."

"OH... What'sthis...? It's impossible." When Randu lowered his head, he gasped for his existence. His feet stepped on pebbles that resembled shards of glittering glass, which formed a half-metre wide walkway. The eyes of Randu jelalatan trace the path of that road. Long, long as if endless.

When he looked behind his back, it appeared to show a similar situation as well. A path without beginning. Randu did not have time to realize where the base was, suddenly he had been here.

The left right side is only a yellow-gold grass. In fact, when carefully observed, it seems that it is the real gold, which has been manifested into grass strands. Its properties are also unique, can emit bright light like the sun, none other because this plant has a yellowish powder all over the leaf sheet. Once exposed to the wind, some will fly scattered indefinitely, swerving like a dragon, forming natural brush strokes like thousands of wasps, flickering beautifully like gold spots.

After observing the molt plants, Randu recalled his path again. Without thinking long he scooped the enchanting pebbles. With his own eyes, he could hardly believe what he had in his hand. His eyeballs seemed to jump from eye bags to witness this reality... "Uh.. uh.. hh.. This is a diamond grain!" Breath snuffling. Stunning beauty. He was surprised and amazed.

Realizing something, then Randu immediately raised his head, looking for the existence of the sun. In the western horizon there is no, nor in the eastern horizon. In the middle of the endless field, when observed from a distance Randu seemed to be circling in all directions as if looking for something. I don't know where the king disappeared that afternoon, he thought.

Without that dazzling whitish yellow thing, nature here remains brightly lit. As if all the natural trinkets here have the ability to produce their own light energy source. Gravel and grass and weeds. And the sky above was without clouds, drowning in a clear, blue sea of boundless light.

Randu ran, constantly running following the path of that unique path. Without any thoughts. Does not require planning. Instinct, the instinct now that completely controlled the pace of his body. It was no longer clear what he expected; the way home or finding another surprise. Both are equally tempting choices.

In a matter of time the water in the bucket was boiling, it arrived somewhere. A majestic palace loomed high, standing firmly before Randu. Purple flowering plants surround the entire foot of the building, can be ascertained up to the back of it too. And the atmosphere here was completely immersed in the shades of white mist.

I feel tired out of nowhere. It seems like the energy never runs out here, should have started from earlier Randu began to feel hungry and hungry thirst. Once the biological law comes to attack, in some eye shock it will soon disappear. It seems like calorie intake rotates in an endless cycle, works on its own and does not take reserves of body fat or other body parts. Nature gives all that. The air, it seems, comes from the air.

Randu continued to explore the palace area. Perhaps this was what he was looking for; there was one section that was not covered in rows of purple plants, the only entrance into the circle of the grounds of the magnificent building.

A few steps later, suddenly Pandu's stomach was attacked by a feeling of nausea and great, a strange creature was looking at him with interest. The view is friendly and does not forget to give a sweet smile. However, the sweeter the smile was, the more disgusting it looked. It has a large nose resembling a pendulum, like a proboscis nose. Wearing a magician's hat, or perhaps a black hat commonly worn by nobles, complementing a luxurious suit. Above his lips was deliberately left a small mustache model Adolf Hitler. The body of a half-human insect is a combination of light green and dark green.

The insect master is getting closer to Randu. He showed his white teeth. Teeth without a segment. It's not like a nail cutting tool blade. The more the ridges of his lips further raise the water discharge as high as one litter in the hull of Randu.

The feeling of nausea was getting crazier, Randu could not stand it anymore, he rushed to run away.

A few meters later, Randu heard the sound of someone sweeping a broomstick. The rush came from behind a thick and tall bongsai tree. From behind the crevice of the leaves, Randu can see the color of the clothes he wears. Colored shabby gray. The figure was also engrossed in humming. The growth is smooth and melodious. Echoing light nuanced atmosphere inside the cathedral. It was a woman's voice.

Step by step, the mysterious body increasingly seemed intact. Initially only visible the end of the broom handle is dark brown. Then slowly part of his right arm, with the sleeves slanted right in the folds of the elbows. Then look half his body, until then it looks perfect form. He was wearing a witch's robe, complete with a taper hat.

The woman turned her head, as soon as she realized there were footsteps approaching. He smiled at Randu. Two-three seconds later, he shook his head.

Randu remained silent. Dare not say a word. This second living thing he found, was still quite friendly to look at compared to the first. Only the clothes are less appropriate, while apparently beautiful again graceful. And as if, his middle-aged age that actually makes him look more elegant and motherly. Basically graceful, yes still graceful. Even if wrapped in a gunny sack.

Randu intended to immediately step away, but his steps came to a halt instantly, the graceful old woman was like she was about to say something. But close and smile again. And this time he raised his index finger, shaking it like a head; a sign of a ban. But it seems soft and not pushy.

Randu ignored his warning, after thinking for a moment, as soon as he tried to escape. And when the four five steps were exceeded, he was suddenly startled by a hysterical cry. Screaming, roaring, and high screeching. Apparently, the graceful old woman was now crying so badly. I don't know what he's crying about.

The sound of crying is no longer heard. The landow has gone far enough. Gradually his sweat began to pour even in the middle of cold weather. The state of his organs returned to normalcy. His throat began to feel thirsty. His stomach feels sore, because of the hunger that djjajali feeling nauseous.

Randu was now looking at a wooden door. It was about five feet tall, ivory-white in color, just like the color of the walls of the palace building as a whole. The surface is smooth, decorated with classical sculpture, clean dustless.

"For what is it just looking at him." Whisper a little Randu on himself. The door handle. He started with a slow push, but it turned out to have made the door leaf shift. "Not locked, but..." He looked again at the door from top to bottom. Feeling that it only gives off a force as big as wiping away dust, making the logic unacceptable. "Why so light. Shouldn't move."

As the door opened as wide as possible, Randu moved reflexively back two steps. Take it safe, he thought.

Fog. Inside was a fog. So quiet. But this silence did not last long, something hissing sounded from the inside, coming in surging throngs. When he realized, Randu was too late to dodge, a strong gust of white smoke hit his completely unprotected body.

Back silence. Cold and shahdu.

Feeling the state of calm again, his hands were used to protect the eyes down slowly. The white fog had disappeared without a trace. So, there is a sight that cannot be on the face of this earth.

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Glossaries

cathedral: hall, large building building.

bekantan is a long-nosed monkey with reddish-brown hair and is one of two species in the genus Nasalis. Bekantan is an endemic animal of the island of Borneo spread in mangroves, swamps and coastal forests.