The Roar Of The Ocean
Getaway!
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Squinting her eyes, Tivana stared fiercely at Ilda. What the woman did spontaneously made Ilda stop stepping. Feeling the difference in the atmosphere that was very obvious; Ilda managed to convince himself that the figure that was right in front of his eyes was not Ana, but Tivana.
"Lam-a didn't meet?" greeting the awkward Ilda who immediately got a throw from a alarm clock.
BRAKK!
The sound of a blow from the object sounded quite loud—about the right wall of the room next to Ilda's body. Johan grimaced, but the clock was not wrong; he just sat sweetly on the nightstand that happened to be beside the bed.
Ilda. The pieces of glass clock scattered near his feet, long time no see Tivana— who thought the figure was even more brutal. Whatever the cause of that woman's memory return, fuck it! Ilda was lazy to think.
Snorting lightly, Tivana displayed a look of disgust while opening her mouth to speak.
"Yes, it's been a long time. How are you Ilda?" the Tivana circus ends with a question.
Swallowing the coarse salivary, if I may be honest Ilda really refused to answer. But! So that the atmosphere is not getting turbid, it is better for him to answer and receive the response that will be given by Tivana later with chest roomy.
"Good—?"
"Did?!" Only the first word that came out of Ilda Tivana's mouth had already directly cut him with a snort.
Very good~ Thought the woman while rotating both eyes saturated.
"How is your peaceful life with Ana? She's a very sweet female siren and friendly, isn't she?" chirping Tivana again, super duper circus. Somehow this woman felt she needed to mention her artificial personality; to Ilda, the creator of Ana.
Make no mistake, Tivana remembers clearly who the owner of the crazy idea is. |
In addition to the concoction, who else if not comedian.
Clenching her lips, Ilda did not know what to react like anymore. He looked down embarrassed, all his hypocrisy turned around and attacked him. Incredibly, is this what KARMA is called?
"Huh?!" grunting, Tivana knew that Ilda could not answer. Choosing to calm down, the woman looks to relax the facial muscles. It was not the right time if he wanted to vent anger, or rather it was too late for him to vent the emotional turmoil inside him. Right now there is only a feeling of fatigue.
"Go." one word came out of the woman's mouth afterwards. No one knows what that word means. Johan as a third party chose to remain silent on the spot; not to interfere. This isn't the problem anyway.
"Hosh..."
Sighing, Tivana looked up and then closed for a moment. The woman's facial hue isn't messing around—she's really fucked up. The cleft of her lips opened again, Ilda carefully watched what Tivana wanted to say.
"Please get out of here Ilda, seeing you makes me remember all the nightmares that happened to my children. Getaway! I don't want to get involved with you guys, you or any of you. Please!" tivana said softly, opening both eyelids and then staring blankly at Ilda.
The owner of the body (Ilda) bit the inner cheek when he heard it. Though only a sentence of ordinary application, if at a glance heard—but! Ilda understood very well the thousand meanings implied in the words.
He asked Ilda to leave, get out of here! Get as far away from the woman as possible and never show up again.
Renungi your regrets Ilda, from the beginning of—is not the root of all the problems that befell the Gulf to destroy its contents including the eggs Tivana is you?
If only this mermaid had not come and lived there.
Perhaps the calamity brought by his twin brother would never have happened.
It's all your fault!
YOUR FAULT ILDA?!
"All right."
Johan watched, the young mermaid named Ilda who was not far from him chose to turn his body. Wordless. Before actually moving away from there, Ilda glanced back at Tivana with a bitter face. Trouble, the mermaid opened her lips. Johan thought maybe this would be the last word the creature could say.
"Sorry.." whispered Ilda, then walked away from there—so that the back and shadow of the mermaid could no longer be seen by the eyes; leaving Tivana with Johan who was right in the corner of the room.
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Day after day did not feel missed, still like a dream—Tivana can return to land with a state of life. Incredibly, if all that ever happened was a dream flower even though it was too real to be mistaken.
Reflecting on the bed while restoring the situation accompanied by the figure of Johan, the octopus witch.
The facts are shocking, but at least Tivana feels much safer with the man. Fuck the real identity! Tivana.
He did not want to burden his mind just for trying to catch up on who the man next to him was.
Johan himself also has no intention to explain or simply give an explanation of who he is. Let the long silence answer, finish the peeling task and cut the apple into small pieces. The man gave it to Tivana.
Not commenting, the woman who still could not get up from the top of this bed immediately reached him. Voraciously bribing the object into the mouth, the sweet taste of apples is felt throughout the surface of the tongue.
It looks very awkward to look around.
Deciding to open his voice, Johan starts his first conversation with Tivana.
"After this what will you do Tivana?" ask Johan.
The one who was given a question turned his head, finished his meal but did not comment. Knowing it would be like this, the octopus man resumed his words.
"Everyone who knows you, including your parents, Tivana, already thinks you're dead. So then? Do you understand what I mean? After this, what are you gonna do? Go back to your old life and brag about everything that has happened or choose to disappear from world civilization? Remember that! You are no longer a Tivana man, your existence is very taboo" explained Johan at length who managed to make the woman attract several important points in there.
In fact, even though the tail turns again into a leg Tivana has completely become a siren by chance without being desired. The existence of a human being now may be because thanks to Johan who gave a little of his extraordinary magic to the poor woman. Hence Tivana could feel back to what it was like to be human, even if only for a moment. |
Slowly but surely, finally the cleft lip of the half siren woman opened. He's about to talk.
"I-I don't know." said Tivana confusedly as she shook her head. These words were very honest, he really did not know what to act like. As explained in the beginning; Tivana is already very, very tired of life.
"You think Johan? What am I supposed to do?" he continued, asking the man.
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