Tengil Mas Baron's
Mysterious Liquid

Baron let out a rough sigh, he looked resigned when his body was made a life bolster by Delila. The two men's eyes stared flat at the girl's afternoon, his arms began to feel numb and sore, even his waist was painful because it was not sitting properly.

His hand held increasingly tightened as lightning and heavy rain clashed against each other. Slowly Baron's eyes were directed at the glass window, the dew began to spread - the cold air increasingly burst in through the vents, unknowingly Baron tightened the winding of his hand on Delilah's body. The two lovebirds are sharing warmth even though unconsciously.

Even slowly his consciousness was thinning, drowsiness began to attack. The cold air that pierced the skin increasingly made the Baron crumpled and finally depressed by dreams.

While outside, amid the torrent of rain and thunderstorms, there was someone standing firmly by the glass window. Both of his eyes continued to be directed at the Baron's residence, keeping a fairly safe distance - the events just a moment ago made him more alert while running errands.

He did not expect that the girl who had come to this house would see him, and screamed loudly in surprise. It was fortunate that the man with him did not come out to confirm when the girl complained earlier.

He survived this time.

"You're lucky this time, but there's no next time" he murmured.

The man turned around, the black raincoat he was wearing was soaked, he braved the rain and lightning and walked quickly away from the Baron residence, after getting what he wanted.

The fear of its inhabitants, dear only the girl who is provoked. It seems like next time he has to do more than that.

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The birds squeals are increasingly heard, the sunlight looks embarrassed to show itself from behind the hill. The smell of wet soil and fresh morning dew greeted the humans who had started their activities, including the Baron who had already woke up earlier than Delila.

The armless man looked tiny yawns, stretching out his hands to stretch his stiff muscles and nerves. How not stiff, all night hands and his body became the pedestal of Delila during sleep. The girl was too enjoying her night to be reluctant to move or just shift her position.

Delila was even more tight, pinning her husband's two legs did not intend to let go. She fell asleep overnight, even until this morning the girl refused to move on from her contest. The cold air in the village made Delila fall asleep, even he also increasingly hid his body behind a roll of blankets. Outside the room, Baron was seen breathing deeply into his arms as he reached the terrace.

His two closed eyes slowly opened, slightly narrowed with a deeply furrowed forehead. Baron circulated his gaze to every corner of his house, this morning the atmosphere around the area where he lived was quieter than usual.

What was? Was it because of a rainstorm last night that villagers were reluctant to get out of the house?

When the man's eyes move again, accompanied by the steps of his two legs. The baron walked leisurely towards the side terrace, occasionally he yawned small and stretched his stiff muscles and joints. But not for long his steps stopped when his tail accidentally caught something on the floor near the window of the room that Delila was in when he first arrived at this house.

Footprints shoes?

Baron's forehead shriveled, he slowly drew closer to the window. His eyes stared fixedly at the mud stains that were clearly printed on the white ceramic floor.

Baron was pensive, he suddenly remembered Delila's words last night. The girl said that outside the window of the room in her place there was a stranger. Is it possible that this trace of the shoe he saw belonged to the stranger? Or was it just the traces of his shoes yesterday?

"But I think my feet are bigger than this? I'm sure this isn't mine. When do I walk by the window? Like never, where there's mud again,"

The baron continued muttering to himself, the man continued to look at the footprints in wonder and worry. Even the Baron asked himself, what is the owner of this trail in his house for and scared his wife?

The baron bit his inner lips, his two eyeballs were moving irregularly - there was a sense of unease starting to seep in his heart. And it increased when suddenly there was a screaming sound from inside the house.

"MASS BARON!"

The loud scream of a girl made Baron reflexively get up and run, even he almost fell down due to the slippery floor. The man was riding the algae like someone who was being chased by something. And when he arrived inside the house, precisely in the kitchen Baron saw Delila like shock and even looked frightened, while staring at the door that led to the backyard.

"Dell!"

The baron approached, his breathing gasping his eyes fixed on the girl who was still pecking with a deathly pale face.

"Mas Baron, is that a lot of blood?" muttered.

Both Baron's eyes followed Delilah's index, both eyes rounded at the sight of so much blood-red liquid pooled near the door.

"Delila get in the room, don't come out before I tell you to!"

The baron pulled his wife's arm, a little trouble because the girl was still reluctant to get out of place.

"Dell!" call again.

"But that's-,"

"Come in, don't look!" The baron again forced, even pulling Delila's waist so that the foolish girl obeyed his orders.

"But it's a-blood,"

"It's not blood, it's syrup! You took a new shower to make breakfast. Later I take you around the village," he persuaded.

"Yes, beware of lying!" instantly Delila was interested, even impressed quickly forget the thing he saw earlier. The girl developed a smile as she narrowed in warning at her husband.

The baron did not reply, he just nodded slowly and pushed Delila's body slowly for the girl to hurry up immediately. And after Delila's departure, both Baron's eyes rolled back towards the door - where the mysterious liquid was located.

"Someone wants to play like that" he murmured.

The man approached back towards the door, looking fixedly at the red liquid. The baron sniffed softly, his forehead frowning as his olfactory felt uncomfortable due to the smell coming from the direction of the floor.

"It's really blood. But what blood, who keeps the blood here? It's crazy, it's crazy people."

DIRTY BLOOD KALI MAS🙈🙈