A brand new world unfolds for the young boy. Unfortunately, it was dark and terrible, full of pain and suffering. Yet without it, time will not show him the past that lies dormant and blind him to his self.He will meet the embodiment of death, and from that death, he will learn about life and find his true identity. But along the way, he would slowly lose himself. Then he will realize that even death will never escape the grip of time. Since death does not mean immortality, achieving immortality is not as easy as animating a body and filling it with the spirits of life.Will the young boy ever find it? The true immortality where he can preserve his loved ones for eternity?######At that moment, I never thought that I would be seeing her again.My eyes are now stuck on a girl in a white dress, I can see her long hair blowing gently with the breeze. Only the sound of rustling banyan leaves in the moonlight accompanied me.The long-haired girl was sitting on one of the biggest branches
I fainted...I don't really remember what happened at that time, I just felt that some classmates were helping me walk towards a long hallway. I wanted to see their faces, but unfortunately my eyes had trouble seeing them.One of them helped me lie down on the bed in the all-white room, I thanked him very softly.I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to make my body feel better. I didn't know how long my eyes had been closed. When I opened my eyes, there was no one around me, other than a boy leaning against a white wall.The room where I was situated felt cramped, there were two beds with curtains and glass boxes hanging on the walls. A brown table was seen in one corner of the room along with a brown chair. The top of the table was filled with books and notes that I didn't recognize."Ahh you're finally awake Aya..."The boy leaning against one of the white walls was Aji, he was smiling as usual. There were several questions I wanted to ask him as soon as I saw him. I decided agains
I know that horrible little red girl did suggest that Aya go to school with me. But I really didn't expect that she would take care of it.Today Agnia came to my house again, bringing Aya her school uniform and supplies. Of course it wasn't free, I owe that girl ten million.Not only did she prepare all that, she even took care of all the administration so that Aya could enter my school.I shouldn't have been surprised, considering her status as a supernatural being who coexisted with humans.At first Aya refused to meet Agnia, after what happened yesterday. But Agnia forced me to meet Aya, and somehow Aya wanted to cooperate with Agnia. Even so, I could feel an overwhelming aura of hatred in her.Talking about school, it means talking about my boring life before I met Aya.I hated socializing, which was why I sat at the very back along with the troubled kids who had grown tired of dealing with me.Although my grades weren't that bad, I didn't pay much attention to the teacher in clas
After the conversation that night, I let Aya sleep in my room. I had changed the sheets and blankets so that the kuntilanak girl could sleep peacefully. Aya still needed a good rest, in order to make the seven kinds of flower water work properly in her body.While Aya slept in my room, I chose to sleep curled up on the red sofa where we talked last night. A warm blue blanket was enough for me to ward off the chill of the night.It was enough for me, because I didn't need to sleep for too long. The sun was going to rise in a few hours, and that meant I had to sleep in and get ready for school.I closed my eyes.Feeling like I'd only closed my eyes for a moment, a sudden knock on the door startled me.I woke up immediately, but unfortunately my eyes were almost blinded by the sunlight that came in uninvited.I stumbled half-consciously towards the door, passing by the umbrella holder that was only empty during the rainy season. I silently wondered who the uninvited guest was this mornin
It's freezing... I can feel the cold water drowning me. The sound of softly flowing water, as well as the sound of water falling onto the floor. I gradually feel my whole body, it feels as if it is freezing cold. I moved my right hand's fingers, and I could sense there were five fingers there. When I open my eyes carefully, it's strange to look at the glaring white light in front of my eyes. The incandescent light was clearly visible as if I still had two eyes. So this is what it feels like to get my eyes back? My consciousness still hadn't fully recovered, but I realized I must be lying in a bathtub. Somehow the water that filled the tub didn't drown my face, but only made it wet. After I felt my consciousness had fully returned, I tried to get up. I used the side of the tub to stand upright and then walked out of the tub. I look at the reflection of my body in the mirror, it feels very familiar to me yet very nostalgic. It was a body I hadn't seen in a long time, with long stra
Sit down... Standing alert and careful there won't allow you to escape from here. Because my little granddaughter won't hold back from burning you to ashes." Without having any choice, I simply obeyed. I took a seat in front of Old Man Slamet who sat cross-legged calmly in front of the clay water bowl. The unwilted flowers floated above the water in the bowl, while the old man stared at the rippling water in the bowl seriously, as if he could see something within it. "I can't guarantee your survival young man, but I can't be sure if you are going to die soon either. The Puntianak Nail that I gave you was used to submit the creature, wasn't it?" I nodded, lowering my face while stealing glances around the room. I tried to read the situation, trying to find an opening in the three doors in this room. The first door was the main door where I entered earlier, then the door to my right where Agnia came to bring me a drink, and another mysterious door that was blocked by Old Man Slam
I walked on the humus-covered ground and dried leaves, after walking along the sidewalk on the edge of the empty paved road. I was going to take a shortcut to the place the old man had told me about, but there wasn't a single vehicle passing by, and it was quite normal in a remote area like this. I skipped school today, asking permission to visit my sick cousin, but of course, it was all a lie. Besides, my father's younger brother Surya isn't married yet, and it's a good thing that the teachers at my school didn't really know my family. Furthermore, I had never been absent from school, so it was easy for me to convince the teachers without being plagued with annoying questions. Where I was now was ten kilometers away from the city center, there was no public transportation that passed through this area, as this route was only used as an alternative route when the streets were crowded due to public holidays. Without public transportation, I was nothing. Without a driver's license o
Loneliness, I felt the loneliness that was so boring as if it was killing me slowly. Poets say that even boredom can kill an immortal witch. And it feels like their words are true. All this time there was only the sound of insects and the old banyan tree on which I was resting that willing to accompany me for a long time. Its leaves became my blanket, and its trunk was my leaning place. Meanwhile, its canopy-shaped branches sheltered me from the heat and rain. Even though this place was comfortable for me, it was a shame that I couldn't go anywhere. Because it was only this banyan that could protect me. If I ever got out of the farthest root boundary of this tree, I probably would have died for the second time. It was that young boy who got me stuck in this place. If only he had been willing to walk closer to me. But never mind, without this place I'd probably be dead. I don't know which is better, being trapped in this place for eternity, or dying a second time. I know at least
A brand new world unfolds for the young boy. Unfortunately, it was dark and terrible, full of pain and suffering. Yet without it, time will not show him the past that lies dormant and blind him to his self.He will meet the embodiment of death, and from that death, he will learn about life and find his true identity. But along the way, he would slowly lose himself. Then he will realize that even death will never escape the grip of time. Since death does not mean immortality, achieving immortality is not as easy as animating a body and filling it with the spirits of life.Will the young boy ever find it? The true immortality where he can preserve his loved ones for eternity?######At that moment, I never thought that I would be seeing her again.My eyes are now stuck on a girl in a white dress, I can see her long hair blowing gently with the breeze. Only the sound of rustling banyan leaves in the moonlight accompanied me.The long-haired girl was sitting on one of the biggest branches