Surai Kasih Tiga Lives
Episode 33 Between the moon and night

On a road leading to the western forest, a small lantern was flickering and dimly lit.

The lantern moves in rhythm, with the movement of the horse-drawn carriage, sometimes moving left, and sometimes right.

The lantern leaned forward several times, and was also stunned slightly upward, as the wheels of the carriage slammed against the hard object below.

However, his light remained faithful illuminating a journey, a pair of brothers on the train.

Meanwhile, up there in the night sky, the moon appeared to be fully rounded.

Sprinkle beauty, with thousands of mutiras twinkling around it.

A beautiful girl, gushing her head from inside the carriage, looked up at the moon, who was as if following the net of the carriage she was riding.

There was fatigue in his slender body, there was also unrest in the heart.

Slowly but surely, he leaned his head tilted, as if seeking comfort among the breeze of the night, and the beautiful moon.

With her arms as a head pad, eyes fixed straight at the moon in the night sky, her little mouth murmuring softly...

 If the moon doesn't come tonight,

 is the night happy with its dark concentration ?

If the moon doesn't come again,

do you miss the night for him?

Why should the night and the moon be united, in a bond of time and time?.

Shackling homesickness ...

Culled pilu ...

Night is night without the moon.

The moon will disappear without the night.

Should the moon greet the night?.

Calling him longing.

Behind the dusk, with its dim light.

The moon withered away, wailing meaninglessly .

Night is night. *M*Although without months, there are accompanying stars.

''Stop, don't say something as pathetic as that again.'' Yongyu said softly.

For some reason, his heart seemed to feel tight hearing the line of words of his sister.

Have you ever injured Ruoer?, Tanya Yongyu inwardly.

However, the young man did not want to realize it through speech.

"I remember only a few verses I read before, brother.

And when I look at the moon, I don't know why I remember it."

His soft answer flowed quietly, with soft eyes.

However, from the tones that ringed in Yongyu's hearing, it was as if the speech was full of joy.

"Oh yes, are we going to go straight to the cottage or go home first?.'' Ziaruo asked, trying to shift the subject.

"We'll go straight to the cottage. So sleep, the journey is still far.'' The young man replied softly, while controlling the roar of his chariot.

"Rouer ...'' Call the young man slowly.

"Heeemmmzzz....?.''

ziaruo replied with a lazy tone.

Because he was getting ready, to go to the island of Kapok.

"May I ask you a few things.'' Yongyu asked hesitantly.

It is true that the relationship between the two is getting closer now.

However, with a short time together between the two. Yongyu still did not know anything, about the girl he called the sister.

"Heeemmmmzzz.'' Ziaruo replied, still in his lazy tone.

Hearing those powerful words from inside the carriage, Yongyu frowned.

He was silent and thought, should he ask or not.

Precisely after the agreement was heard, he felt confused himself.

"Pak the handsome chariot coachman of the universe, is there anything to ask?, please hurry up, this beautiful lady wants to rush to pick up the prince of her dreams.'' Ziaruo continued, in his modern joke.

*reminds him that he has a memory in the third of his life.*

Hearing the words of Ziaruo, who called himself handsome Yongyu's face flushed red, his heart galloped. In fact, as if it was firmer than the swift steps of the horse carriage he was driving.

"Have you found someone?.'' Yonyu asked with some hesitation, after adjusting her heartbeats rhythm.

That question, he addressed to Ziaruo's personal matter, with the intention of pointing to a special figure in his heart.

Behind the question, his heart felt stiff.

Even he wanted to bite his stupid lips, who had been presumptuous to ask him something he was afraid to answer.

''I've found a lot.'' A short answer from the train.

"Many?, how many?.''

Ask the young man again.

But this time, with a more enthusiastic tone, because he was confused by the meaning of the words of his sister.

''Many?.'' He murmured in his heart.

"There are so many sisters.''

Ziaruo answered him, with a lazy-sounding tone of voice.

The more words from inside the car, the more inaudible it became. Even the last word, was not resolved.

And Yongyu understood that the younger brother had fallen asleep.

''Sleep, I will take good care of you. So that I don't become one of them, who you don't want to meet.'' Yongyu muttered softly, while reducing the speed of his chariot horse footsteps.

However, without being noticed by the young man, there was a smile raised behind a veil attached to the beautiful face of someone, while half carried by the strains of dreams .

"I know ...Giodion Atmadja'' Ziaruo said in silence. The woman's heart warmed even more when she was with the young man.

The slow pace of the horse's paw makes the carriage run more stable, and feels like a comfortable swing, to lull the woman.

With the infiltrating night breeze, from between the curtains of the car window, the atmosphere in the horse-drawn carriage really has sent a beautiful woman, drifting into the dream world.

A world of dreams, memories, memories, hopes and delusions.

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Meanwhile, in a sacred temple located on the outskirts of Wey city.

A man with silvery white hair was sitting cross-legged on a stone slab.

A large stone slab was bright white, resembling a large cloud (snow jade).

The stone looked unique, with the dominance of the room that a mystical aura is very thick.

Even for people with high cultivation, the room would still display a frightening side.

The man slowly opened his eyes.

It looks clearly a smile on the face with good looks, charisma, and authority.

He is a holy elder,

people who are often revered as people who can talk to gods.

The face, like the moon on two sides with the face of the emperor Murongxu.

But the face of the holy elder, much more beautiful, and handsome. It can even be said to emit light.

"Finally you come Ruoer, I'm waiting for you.'' Said the elder, with a beautiful fluffy smile, on his handsome face.

''May you not be angry, and punish my hair.'' Again, with a soft murmur.

The man stood up from his seat, and walked slowly out of the room.

He walked towards a simple room, but had a nuance that was not much different, with the previous room.

He calmly sat his handsome body on a simple bed at the end of the room.

"It is time to rest, and we will soon meet and regroup.'' Say it again with complete calm, before laying down the body on a simple bed in the room.

"You may return to him, and close this valley.'' Say again.

The holy elder said it in a tone not much different.

However, he addressed the silhouette of the shadow, which stood beside the bed.

The silhouette, was another figure from the memories belonging to Murongxu, the Cloud emperor during these three lives.

Another form he created, at the command of master teacher Xio.

However, whatever happened to this silhouette afterwards, it had nothing to do with the emperor murongxu, from the cloud world.

In other languages, he remembered whatever the emperor Murongxu the cloud emperor had been through for 3 lives.

Not with the life to come.

After the words were thrown out, suddenly a thick fog appeared covering the simple bed, tightly encircling it, along with the sacred Panatua lying on it.

Close perfectly, until it looks there, no longer a bed. However, a large chunk of stone, with the size of almost the size of a house.

There was nothing but stone, not even the temple that was there, disappeared without a trace, turned into a wild forest, which seemed to have never been visited by humans.

*¤* flash back on *¤*

A couple fervently prayed, for about 2 full moons, in a famous temple, as a temple where people ask for offspring.

Both are numerous, doing good to others, as well as fasting not to eat meat, they hope to be given a son to his family's successor.

It has been almost 2 full moon both of them perform the ritual.

Until one night, when they were asleep in a warm dispute, the wife heard a knock on the door of their room.

"Your majesty...there was someone knocking on the door, maybe it was a soldier from the palace?.'' Said the wife, trying to wake her husband, who still looked lazy and exhausted.

Seeing her husband reluctant to open his eyes, the wife took the initiative to do something.

''My husband's...The greatest, handsome Mr. Murong, get up for a minute, have a delivery of food, which I want at the door. Can you get up for a minute?.'' Say the wife softly, as well as a spoiled style that is sealed in such a way.

The woman, not only speechless, but she also did an act of soft**b*bir the husband, who was still lazy to wake up.

"Heemmzz..you're using*d* me again?.'' Asked the husband's reflexes, and immediately grabbed the woman's waist, who was sitting on the bed, with a spoiled and powerful gesture of hers.

"Well ..he .I seduced you again, but before opening the door, someone came."

Persuade the wife, gently.

The woman could have opened the door of the room herself.

However, she was afraid that the one who came was a man, and did not want to make her husband misunderstand.

Hearing this, her husband glanced at her for a moment, before walking towards the door.

''Kriieeet...''

The sound of the door opening.

"Sorry sir, interrupt your rest, holy elder said that you are tomorrow allowed to go home.'' Said a man, in simple clothes on the doorstep.

''And congratulations, the elder also said, that your wife is pregnant, the holy elder also left a name, for your future son.'' Keep the guy up again.

Hearing this, Murong was very happy.

Without waiting any longer, he unrolled and ....