"Ah, I didn't think that IT would happen at all. If it's like that, I also want to enter the world of the dead. Who knows, someone will keep me young, hahaha," replied Freislor while smiling at Miss Breisa. The dragon that was in front of them immediately walked towards Freislor.
"Hey, what are you talking about young man? You don't understand the world of the dead at all, don't do it, or you will regret it. Make good use of your time on Earth," said Breisa.
The girl closed her eyes and approached the dragon. She used her index finger to stroke the dragon's forehead. Freislor who saw the incident was amazed. She glanced at the dragon occasionally. Submissive. That was one word that came to her mind.
"Miss Breisa, does this dragon know you? Why does it stay silent when you stroke its head?" asked Freislor curiously.
"Shut up for a moment, I have to make contact with him so he can help me," Breisa replied while nodding her head. Breisa suddenly opened her eyes. A purple light was clearly visible in both of her hands.
"Ah, look at this, Freis. I didn't expect that he was one of the dragons born in ancient times. I'm so grateful to be able to meet him again. Even if he's no longer in your world," she said with a smile.
"Wait a minute, how did you know my name?"
"Of course I can find out because you use a name tag on your shirt. Haven't you noticed this all along? Ah, well. I think an ignorant girl like you won't care about small things, especially if it's just a name tag," she answered.
Freislor immediately looked down, his eyes saw a name tag that was clearly printed on the right side of his shirt.
"Ah, okay. That's understandable. Now, where should we look for your friend? I have to hurry home because after this, I also have my own agenda," she replied while wiping sweat. Breisa laughed softly while saying.
"Okay. You can go home now. I can look for it together with this dragon. Thank you for bringing me to this place, yes. That's more than enough for me. The rest, let me look for it myself."
"Hey, I don't want to run away from my responsibility. Moreover, I already told you that we will look for it together. I'm not that type of child, Miss. Don't underestimate me," replied Freislor, the girl showing her sullen face.
"Yes, but we both have found it. If you know, this dragon belongs to my friend who I've been looking for. So, we split up here. Just call my name if you need help at any time. Thank you," she said while smiling sweetly.
"Ah, so that's how it is. Well, I think our meeting ends here. Take care of yourself, Miss Breisa. And for you, little dragon. Don't like to surprise people, okay. That's not good, really. I'll go first now. Bye," said Freislor while walking towards her bicycle. She immediately got on it and rushed back to her house. While Breisa and the dragon saw it from a distance.
"Heum, really weird. I'll discuss this with Kreysa later," she thought. The girl returned to the bustling streets.
There was no more fear inside her. Because everyone seems busy with their own business. On the one hand, Kreysa who arrived home after school decided to make a wreath first before her sister came home. However, before that happened. She walked and tried to meet her mother.
"Mother! I'm home!" she shouted from the door. The girl walked over and looked around the living room. Unfortunately, she found nothing there.
"Mother?" she asked again. Kreysa threw her bag on the living room chair, walked to the kitchen and living room. Until finally, she found a letter lying on one of the tables in the corner of the room. Slowly, he unrolled the letter with a worried face.
"Mother leaving us on an important day like this?" she thought deeply.
"This is strange, Freislor should know about this," she said quietly. The girl exhaled slowly.
A few moments later, Kreysa and Freislor finally met again. The two of them gathered in a family room. Freislor parked her bicycle in the garage. Meanwhile, Kreysa opened the door because she heard her sister ring the bell.
"Kreysa, have you waited long for me?" asked Freislor. The girl rushed inside, putting her shoes on the shoe rack and immediately joined with her little sister.
"Not really, I just got home. Freis, it's better to change our clothes first, I have already made some flower bouquets," Kreysa replied with a smile and shook her sister's hand. Freislor looked around the room several times. She couldn't find her mother.
"Where's mother, Kreysa? Why I can't see her?" asked Freislor. The girl frowned. Kreysa shook her head slowly as she said.
"I don't know, Sis. I really don't know where she is. But, I know that Mother you wrote a letter before she left. it's on the table."
"Didn't Mother tell us where she went?" Freislor saw her little sister's weary eyes. Kreysa just smiled faintly and shook her head slowly.
"Heum, this shouldn't have happened. How could she leave us both at such an important event?" her mind was burned. Several questions arose in her mind. The girl was sad, she recalled the events of the past. The period that had made her in the lowest and most difficult situation. However, today, she didn't want to show it in front of Kreysa.
"Well, maybe there are important things that Mother have to take care of. Let's carry out the ritual without her, okay. By the way, You need to change your clothes and get ready. I will also do the same with you," she said softly while stroking her little sister's head.
"Okay, Sis."
After the conversation was over, both of them were equally anxious. But, Kreysa and Freislor didn't want to show it. Freislor and Kreysa rushed to wear Batik clothes with red and black colors. The colors are have their own meaning.