The Guard
Like a stranger
After his separation from the little girl who may have conquered his little heart, Gresta has now returned to the kingdom.
Upon his arrival there he felt his clothes worn began to be uncomfortable, sweaty circles began to adorn his white forehead.
The red lips turned blue, he felt very uncomfortable, "Momy! Daddy!"
Shouting down the stairs, but none of them appeared, Chrisa who had missed the teleportation from the human world had just arrived beside Gresta.
Caught his small staggered body almost to fall it, "Prince!"
Starting to pale Gresta's skin, Angel Chrisa immediately carried the small body and in his carry darted into the little Prince's private room.
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In the garden beside the palace...
Grace was sitting on Arthur's left shoulder.
"Darling?" Arthur when he saw Grace's ring finger lit up.
"Gresta?" His words together, then by teleporting both of them have now reached Gresta's room.
There they found his son lying in a big shirt.
"Angel Christ? What's going on?" Grace asked with a worried look on her face.
"Just now, the Prince is back from the human world, maybe he's exhausted and this is approaching his self-time to grow" Angel Chrisa said while Grace ran her wheelchair closer to her handsome son who was bathed in sweat.
"Darling?" Lirih Grace rubbed Gresta's head, but the handsome boy had now closed his eyes, probably so tired that he easily entered the dream realm.
"He's asleep baby, let Angel Chrisa take care of him" Arthur said by putting his hand on Grace's shoulder.
"Can't we just be here? accompanying her? How many times has he changed without me?" Clutching a tiny hand wet with Grace's sweat won't leave Gresta an inch.
"Yes we sleep here tonight" said Arthur, following the wishes of his beloved wife.
Staying awake Grace until the night is late, even the full moon does not give her warmth, but that's how Gresta, the little boy is unceasingly removing the crystal-clear globules that sparkle.
Cold sweat is not like sweat in general, "Honey, don't make Momy worry" Lirih Grace by stroking the head of Gresta.
The night breeze was deliberately allowed to penetrate into the room full of worry, until when the chanting of the crickets began to sound melodious in the ears, at that time all the netra that became the window of the world began to fade carried by the flow of the baby who was increasingly cool.
Grace fell asleep in her wheelchair, still faithfully holding her one-on-one son's arm.
Yes because it has not been printed the second, so the othor said the one-on-one.
How Arthur's position, do not ask again, Daddy was alert to sleep with a standing position, his back leaning against the wall of the room next to his son's bed.
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The full moon is now beginning to roll in the other side of the world, and replaced by the sun who began to gently caress the whole world with its warm rays.
Sharp eyes with thick eyebrows, sensual lips with firm jaws, depicting the prince has now grown to perfection.
His eyes narrowed open he found a woman who was sleeping by sitting on a wheelchair.
"Momy?" To keep Grace awake from her sleep, she stared at her handsome son who now looks to have grown up, not a teenager.
"Darling? Gresta?" Grace stroked the cheek with a firm jaw that was also a muscular arm.
"Yes Momy, this is Gresta" said the handsome man.
Arthur opened his eyes when he heard a voice that disturbed his dreamland.
"Daddy?" Gresta turns to Arthur, he grabs the back of Arthur's hand and kisses him.
The third hugged for a moment.
Angel Chrisa arrives at the Prince's private room, which is now grown up.
"Prince? Are you ready for the next lesson?" Gresta just nodded steadily.
Grace was proud of her son who was so handsome, and certainly great.
Together with Angel Chrisa Gresta began to hone his skills.
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Syaqila was seen standing in front of the school gate, yes that afternoon he had just come home from school and now the little girl was about to cross, just as the little girl stepped into the middle of the highway, suddenly a truck was speeding away with TIN TIN TINNN...
"YAAAAAAAAA!!!" Shouted the little girl by closing her eyes in fear.
WHUTS!!
Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed the little girl's body.
"Gresta?" Inner Syaqila with still closed his eyes.
"You okay?" An adult male voice sounded, the little girl looked towards the source of the voice.
"I. yes om, Kila is fine" Sahut Syaqila continued his steps to the Kinanthi residence.
"Hey's beautiful! Wait!" Shouted the handsome man who had just saved Syaqila, but the little girl was as if scared, he instead sped up his footsteps and then quickly closed the door of his house.
BRAK!!
"Geez!" The handsome man muttered with his black hair back.
"Haha... He doesn't recognize you Prince, who told you to miss your teenage years anyway?!" Angel Chrisa's laughter suddenly appeared beside Gresta.
"Haish, when I immediately finished my training just to meet him" Gresta said.
"We'll try another time" said Angel Chrisa.
The two of them immediately returned to the kingdom above the clouds.
"Now heal Momy Prince" The suggestion was immediately Gresta did, he went to his Daddy's room, yes they were inside.
TOK TOK...
"Momy's? Daddy's? Can Gresta come in?" Ask the handsome young man.
"Look in son!" Arthur's voice sounded from inside.
Without waiting too long Gresta immediately entered and conveyed what his main purpose was to come to his parents' second room.
Gresta smoothly healed Grace's legs, now the woman one child was able to stand on her own feet.
All proud of Gresta who was easy to teach, handsome and also deft, all the people of the palace have great respect for the descendants of Arthur and Grace.
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The day passed so quickly that even the day changed the night very smoothly without stopping even for a moment, the age of humans increasingly increasing, and tirelessly they moved to make a living.
On an elite campus, a beautiful girl with long hair waving in the breeze feels like on a beach.
"Just crazy!!" Shouted one of his friends calling the girl who was casually walking up to his friend.
"Is there still class?" Luci asked one of Syaqila's friends.
"No, why? Shopping yuk?" That brilliant idea just popped out from inside the pretty girl's brain.
Agree the three college girls drove by using his car and the Mall named SYATA Mall Lah their main destination.
"This crazy Mall stood not long ago but immediately able to beat the Mall old mall tau no" Celoteh Luci who admired every interior mall.
"Gue likes this Mall because everything here I really do not?" Say Syaqila with her PD.
Syaqila walks with a whimper and BRUGH!!
"I didn't mean it on purpose!" Syaqila said by helping to clean up the scattered papers belonging to the person who was hit.
One second paper reached for the paper simultaneously.
The second Netra met, there was a sense that seemed to have stopped there.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" said Syaqila who then stepped foot following her friends.
"Hey wait! What's your name?" Shouted the young man who had just been hit by Syaqila.
"Shakila!" Shouted the girl for a moment looking towards the handsome man.
A sweet smile fell on His lips, "We are always met, but you don't recognize me at all...