Me And You Under The Rain
Assault

"Lo can't talk to that spirit?"

That was the only question that came out of Dirga's mouth, because he felt impatient with all the mysteries that appeared periodically. It was as if Dirga had to solve a puzzle to become a winner. He just wants to be released, then go back to his old life before all this happened. Especially since it has been all these years. Isn't it faster to finish because you know more about the cause?

"Gue didn't know, never tried either" Sakura replied.

There was a heavy sigh from the man, like he was not satisfied with the answer given by Sakura. That's not the answer he wanted. After a few seconds of silence, an idea flashed through his head. "Then, let's try. Close your eyes" said Dirga.

So sudden? Seeing without interaction, Sakura still does not want to, why now Dirga told her to try to communicate with the figure? Sakura's tears had said that she disagreed, but Dirga seemed to have no feelings about her own desires. And since Sakura had also been willing to help, she finally wanted to do it.

Also, the two manic have been perfectly covered, accompanied by the lower lip that was bitten intentionally. A little afraid of what he will face. However, his fear was no greater when he felt his hand being held by the middle-aged woman who had been with him and Dirga.

"Open his eyes now" said Dirga.

The bead is open, the grip of his hand on Durga's mother is getting stronger after the spirit was caught both neutrals. His breath was stuck because he and the spirit were staring at each other. Quite a long moment of silence grabbed the living room, Dirga and her mother read Sakura's face so seriously. However, there has been no interaction between him and the female spirit. Sakura until swallowing her saliva difficulty, sweat droplets also began to appear on the surface of her skin. Then he only gave one time to bow his head, like giving his respect to the spirit.

Afterwards, Sakura looked at Dirga and her mother in turn. I don't know what the meaning behind the gaze he gave, but Dirga tried to tell him to say something to the spirit.

"Tell him so he goes away and don't bother my life anymore" he asked.

Sakura's gaze returned to the female spirit, but only a few seconds later they returned to face, Sakura saw a streak of anger from the female figure that only she could see. "I don't think that's a good request. He didn't seem to like it when you said that, "Sakura replied.

"Dirga, don't be in a hurry. Sakura faced him alone," interrupted Dirga's mother.

With a long sigh, Dirga finally relented to change her request. "If so, I want this ring out of my finger" Dirga said after changing his request.

Late after Dirga's sentence was completed, she felt her left hand raised alone with her palm wide open. He was a little happy because his request would be granted. In fact, Sakura has not said the request to the female spirit next to Dirga, but she also felt relieved if indeed Dirga's request would be granted. However, just a few seconds the thought was entrenched in their heads. Sakura was actually surprised by the change in the face of the female spirit that would suddenly release her anger.

"Lho?"

Dirga was surprised as her body moved closer towards Sakura. The open palm of the hand was already on the neck of the woman's level, giving her a longer and stronger grip. He got a lot of blows from his mother when he saw Sakura was holding back the grip of Dirga's hand so as not to further strangle his neck.

Immediately the mother wrapped her son's ring finger with a makeshift cloth, helping Sakura first from the grip. Sakura coughed after the grip of Dirga's hand could be released from her neck, even her tears also began to come out of her eye sashes. He was still trying to regulate the breath that was not bad, his chest up and down with a racing heart. He saw that Dirga's mother who ran took a glass of mineral water for him.

"Udah is enough, don't force Sakura again to communicate," the middle-aged woman said.

Dirga slowly distanced himself, his left hand hidden behind his back. Her fear returned to the surface, with her own eyes she witnessed herself almost harming a woman again. Behind him, his hand shook violently, as well as a chill running through his fingers. Without a word, Dirga banished the two women from leaving for her room. His view only focused on the hand that still makes him shocked.

While still trying to calm himself, suddenly there was the sound of the door opening. Showing the figure of the mother with a pitiful look towards the man. Dirga just threw away his face, still grasping his left hand which slowly began to improve. Until he heard a sound per bed that indicates if the mother put herself there.

"Mom knows you just want this all done, but maybe not finished quickly as you want. Look at Sakura, her life is almost threatened because you asked too quickly to escape from the spirit" said the mother. Seen Dirga who is still silent with a gaze in another direction. "Please patience. I also know, you don't want any more victims" the middle-aged woman concluded before leaving her son's room.

While in the living room, Sakura was looking at the entire corner in this room. Because, he did not see any figure at all. Only with Dirga the spirit is. Because of the ring that binds them, Dirga always goes with the spirit of the woman they do not know at all.

"All the accidents happened before Dirga wore the ring, the spirit of the woman should have a grudge for the person who was wearing the car. Surprisingly, none of the former Dirga had been in an accident because of that car," Sakura still tried to think about it, attributing it to an old incident that had passed. "Emang is most obvious because the female spirit likes Dirga. Rather than Dirga driving the car, and he could not see Dirga again, the spirit was more choosy for the nyirin of all women who deket the same Dirga,"

Since it had been struggling with his own thoughts, Sakura was surprised to hear the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. The tall man was seen walking out of the house with his hands holding the car keys. It's just that, Dirga passed through her just like that, making Sakura link her eyebrows together. It's nothing, but isn't Dirga supposed to take him away from here? In fact, Sakura turned her head towards him.

"Well, the attitude is very rude," he said softly.

Until it was hard to say, Sakura shook her head, not expecting that she would be abandoned like this. The annoyed face instantly faded as a woman approached her—daddy Dirga. His smile was embedded, giving his polite attitude to the woman.

"Please understand his attitude, yes. He was just afraid of hugging you" said Dirga's mother.

"It's okay, aunt. About that, I can also understand," he said, then he brought his luggage before saying goodbye to Dirga's mother. "Then, I'll go home first, auntie,"

Before Sakura actually left, her wrist was briefly restrained by the middle-aged woman. With a fixed gaze on Dirga's mother, she listened carefully to the words spoken from a mother's mouth.

"Please help Dirga until he is completely detached from the female spirit," he asked and immediately got a nod from Sakura.