The Dark World
Bloods

...BLOODS...

...Author by: David Khanz...

The phone rang along with the shaking of the nightstand. Develop Dirga from the solid a moment ago on the bed. Slowly he got up with difficulty.

A man's name is on the screen, Mirza, complete with a profile picture of a man. “Halo ... “ greet Dirga after sliding the phone picture in green.

“Ga, elo is at home, right?” ask Mirza across the street. “Newly wake. What's up?” She asked back in a loud and soft voice.

Sounds slow behind the speker. “There are important things you should know, Ga.”

“What's it?” Dirga. “Just come with me right now. Elo who came here or I who came there?” tawar Mirza enthusiast.

“About what used to be, Mir? I'm going nowhere again. I want to rest,” said Dirga lirih. Sounds upset there. “Your father, Ga. I want to help you. Your wish. Your dreams all this time!” mirza reminded. “Indeed about what, anyway, Mir?” Dirga's curiosity rose again.

“Everything you should come with me today too.”

“Where?”

Dirga. “Begini. An hour ahead, I'll pick you up. Get ready from now,” Mirza said. “Pake the clothes I gave you last week. Okay!”

“So much you, deh, Mir,” timpal Dirga towards the end of the conversation. “Gue shower first.”

“OK. I immediately unplug it there, yes.”

The conversation ended. Dirga immediately rushed to the bathroom. After that, breakfast. It wasn't until sixty minutes, Mirza had arrived. The sound of vehicle horns calling from the front of the house.

“Where, Bro? Ready yet?” ask Mirza behind the wheel. Dirga smile. Get in the car and ask back, “Not to the reunion, right, Mir?” Sayu Dirga's eyes looked at the clothes Mirza was wearing.

“No! Anyway you calm down. Follow all my instructions until complete. Understand?” Mirza turned on the vehicle's engine.

“As for you, deh,” replied Dirga finally. Mirza chuckles.

Both men of that age immediately left the place. Driving at high speed. As if afraid of losing a predetermined time.

Moments later, the wheels of the vehicle swiveled into the parking lot. A pretty big hospital.

Dirga scrunched his forehead. Wonder. Mirza took him to such a place. "It's not a want-"

"Gue said follow my lead and relax, bro. Okay?" Mirza put her index finger in front of her lips. After wearing matching jackets, sunglasses and hats, the man asked Dirga to stay in the vehicle. "Wait here until I get back. Remember that, Ga!"

"As for you, deh, Mir," replied Dirga resignedly. The look of the man looked even more beautiful.

Mirza smiled, then gave her thumb code to Dirga. "Remember! Don't go anywhere!"

Dirga nodded slowly.

For a long time, Mirza disappeared. Get into the hospital. Dirga lives alone, sitting alone in the car. Listen to music that is slow. He looked around from behind the black glass. Waiting for Mirza to return.

Next, the expected one came. Step away in a relaxed manner. Get back in the vehicle. "Now wear this. Then go inside. Meet the medics there. Follow and do as he tells." Mirza took off the jacket, sunglasses, and hat she was wearing earlier, then gave it to Dirga.

"What do you want, anyway?" ask Dirga while attaching the jacket to the body. "Later I'll tell you when it's over. This is gonna be the best news in the history of the rest of elo's life, Ga." Mirza chuckles.

After following Mirza's orders, Dirga rushed out of the vehicle. "Elo will stay here until I get back, right?"

"Sure, Bro. Just do it first according to my instructions," replied Mirza accompanied by his kekehannya.

Dirga stepped inside the hospital. Meet the medics there, then follow her to a special room.

Minutes by minutes passed quickly. Dirga went out to the parking lot while holding his arm.

"Is this sorted?" ask Mirza as soon as Dirga is back in the vehicle. "Gue's not wrong to follow Elo's request, is he, Mir?" Back to asking. "Elo did not follow my request, but it was me who helped you to realize your dreams all this time" replied Mirza, laughing loudly.

"I mean elo?" Dirga still doesn't understand. "We go home now. The elo house. I'll tell you all there. Okay?" mirza answered while turning on the vehicle's engine. Before long, the two of them immediately left the parking area.

Long story short, Dirga and Mirza have arrived at their destination.

"Now tell me, what is the meaning of all this, Mir," said Dirga as she scowled an arm covered in bandages and alcoholic cotton.

Mirza watched Dirga for a moment. "Rio. Elo still remembers him, right?" ask Mirza to start the story. "certain. I'm not gonna fuck that son of a bitch!" dirga replied with a suddenly cloudy face unfriendly. Mirza smiled wryly.

"In a moment .. The most elo-hate person in the face of this world, will slowly be tormented. Dying and finally dying in a horrible way" Mirza said.

"What's wrong with that son of a bitch?"

Mirza chuckles. "Have long since had a problem with his kidneys. He's got to wash his blood all the time."

Dirga's eyes grew. A sly smile gushed on his lips. "So ..the blood I donated was ... "

"really. He needs a blood transfusion. I happen to have news that he needs a donor today. It just so happens that the blood of Elo and him is the same, so I think .. here's the chance to get that old revenge that you wanted" Mirza said.

"But how is it possible. I, right, have .... " It was not over Dirga said, Mirza immediately cut, "Hehehe. Because I know the blood is problematic, so at the initial examination was. Next you're the last. The hospital will not be suspicious, because we .... " Mirza stopped saying. He looked at the figure near him.

Dirga nodded in understanding.

Mirza smiled while still watching Dirga's face paled. Before long, the laughter of the man with the status of ODHA slowly stopped. Followed by blood from the nose. "Mir, I'm bleeding. What .... happened .. ama ... g-g-u-e-e .... ?"

Mirza even chuckled in surprise. "Sorry, Ga. We'd better start now. Not good for me if you live long. I am tired of being chased after the responsibilities of the girls who have been sleeping a lot. In fact, my Janeta bini, is one of those stupid women who fell victim to elo."

"Nr .. elo ... " Dirga's voice stammered. His breathing grew stifling and stinging.

"Sorry, Ga. I want to go far away from here. To be my new self. Goodbye twin brother ... " Mirza stepped away leaving Dirga's staggering figure. Shortly afterwards it collapsed with the nose and mouth flooded with blood.

In the vehicle, Mirza picks up a trash of empty used drinks. After paying attention for a moment, throw it out the window. "Bulley!" said the man before stepping on the gas pedal deeply.

...EXPIRE...