Dengan gerakan slow motion, aku mendorong lembut tubuh Tiara dari tubuhku. Beberapa saat mataku lekat memandang wajahnya yang tersenyum manis menggemaskan.
"Kok kamu tahu, aku Bangla? Siapa yang ngasih bocoran?" tanyaku dengan bisikkan mendesah akibat rongga dadaku yang sesak dipenuhi rasa heran.
"Ada deh!" Tiara menjawab seraya menunduk.
Kedua bola matanya menatap seksama bagian tubuhku depan pangkal paha di bawah pusar. Tempat bersemayamnya benda sakti yang dulu mendapat julukan 'Bangla'.
Cukup lama Tiara memfokuskan tatapannya di sana. Setelah puas, dia kembali menatap wajahku dengan tatapan yang sangat nanar dan sayu. Aku bahkan belum sanggup menterjemahkan tatapannya yang sangat menggoda itu.
Mata sayu dan nanar itu kini menyapu sekujur tubuhku dengan sangat intens dan mendalam. Bergerak pelan mulai dari ujung sepatu Kicker-ku hingga ujung rambutku.
Jantungku masih berdegup tak normal. Sebait tanya tersisa di dada. Mengapa setelah sekian lama julukan itu menghilang, kini ada lagi yang memanggilku dengan sebutan itu. Julukan yang sedikit sakral sekaligus tabu. Bahkan aku sudah meminta dengan hormat pada semua sahabat terdekatku untuk menghapusnya dari memori mereka.
Dan lebih mengejutkan lagi, ketika seorang Tiara yang membangkitkan kembali julukan ajaib itu. Sedangkan aku dan dia saling mengenal hanya sebatas teman biasa. Setiap bertemu hanya sekedar 'say halo.' Pernah bicara basa-basi berdua, itupun tak lebih dari beberapa patah kata saja.
Kalau pun dulu, aku punya kesempatan ngobrol panjang lebar berduaan dengannya, sudah dipastikan tak mungkin membahas 'Bangla'. Kecuali dia sudah pernah bertemu langsung dengannya.
Sejak kapan dia dapat bocoran gila itu? Dan siapa bedebah yang telah membocorkannya. Memalukan!
'Bangla' merupakan panggilan rahasia untukku. Hanya teman yang benar-benar akrab dan dekat yang diizinkan memanggilku demikian. Itu pun ketika keadaan sepi. Itu julukan pujian namun juga bisa dianggap sebagai ejekan.
Bangla diambil dari kata Bangladesh. Nama sebuah negara di Asia Selatan yang berbatasan dengan India di barat, utara, dan timur, Myanmar di tenggara, serta Teluk Benggala di selatan. Bangladesh secara harfiah bermakna "Negara Bangla". Ibu kota dan kota terbesar di Bangladesh ialah Dhaka
Beberapa temanku menjuluki demikian karena junior di balik celanaku, memiliki ukuran yang lebih besar dan lebih panjang dibanding mereka yang sebaya denganku. Ditambah dengan bulu-bulu yang tumbuh subur di kaki, paha, perut hingga dadaku.
Berdasarkan ciri-ciri fisik itu, aku sempat dikira memiliki garis keturunan bangsa Bangladesh atau India. Walau wajahku sama sekali tidak memiliki nuansa warga keturunan negara-negara tersebut.
Paras wajahku lebih mirip Rezky Aditya artis sinetron Indonesia, dibanding dengan Shahrul Khan atau pemain-pemain film bollywood lainnya. Kulit wajahku cenderung putih cerah dan bulu-bulu halus yang tumbuh subur di kaki, dada hingga perutku tidak selebat bulu-bulu lelaki India atau Bangladesh.
"Kamu dari mana dan mau kemana, Tiar?" Aku bertanya mengalihkan fokus pandangan dan pikiran nakalnya pada si Bangla.
"Aku mau pulang. Baru selesai manggung." Senyuman Tiara makin genit dan menggoda. Suaranya pun terdengar sedikit merdu, mendesah dan berirama.
"Manggung?" Aku kembali tersentak, "manggung apaan?" tanya kemudian dengan dahi berkerut dan kedua alis saling mendekat.
"Biasalah manggung dangdut. Musik rakyat jelata. Mengais receh untuk mencukupi kebutuhan sehari-hari. Agar dapurku tetap ngebul, kalau pun nanti ada sisanya terpaksa aku tabungkan, siapa tahu bisa untuk mencicil Ferrari, hehehe." Tiara menjawab manja dalam canda yang sedikit mengena.
"Kamu jadi penyanyi dangdut?" tanyaku setengah sadar.
Tiara mengangguk, wajahnya lurus menatapku dan kedua tangannya memegangi kedua lenganku dengan sangat lembut dan manja. Posisi yang seketika menyeret memoriku pada kenangan masa lalu yang telah silam.
Sebenarnya aku tak perlu bertanya tentang profesinya. Dari pakaian dan dandanannya pun dia sudah terlihat dangdut banget.
Yang jadi pertanyaan, sejak kapan dia menjadi artis dangdut? Kemana pakaian syar'i dan kerudung besarnya yang dulu selalu menutupi sekujur tubuhnya?
Beberapa tahun yang lalu, aku mengenal dia masih sebagai gadis yang sangat cantik, imut, pemalu, pendiam dan auratnya tertutup sempurna. Dia seorang ukhti yang sangat shalihah dipandang dari sudut gaya berdandan dan kepribadiannya.
Mengapa kini berbalik 108 derajat?
"Sejak kapan kamu jadi artis dangdut?" tanyaku ragu-ragu. Sejujurnya aku takut menyinggung perasaanya. 
Mungkinkah Tiara sedang bercanda? Untuk urusan aurat, tak mungkin dia sebercanda ini.
"Hmmm belum lama sih, mungkin sudah setengah tahunan kali ya." Tiara pun ragu-ragu. "masih sebatas hobi dan iseng aja. Daripada bengong sendirian di rumah." lanjutnya seraya menyandarkan pantatnya pada motorku yang jadi saksi bisu pertemuan kembali aku dan wanita syar'i yang kini telah menjelma menjadi artis dangdut yang sangat seksi.
"Bukannya artis dangdut biasanya pulang tengah malam?" selidikku.
"Harusnya begitu. Tapi, aku minta izin pulang lebih dulu. Soalnya dari tadi siang udah ngerasa gak nyaman di atas panggung. Penontonnya rada-rada rese gimana gitu."
"Hmmm."
"Ya, aku yakin, nanti malam pasti lebih rese tak terkontrol. Siang bolong aja udah rese dikendalikan alkohol. Aku tidak terlalu suka dengan lelaki pemabuk, makanya setengah hari aja, hehehe." Tiara menjelaskan panjang lebar.
"Bukannya kalau yang jogetnya mabuk berat makin asik. Kan dia hilang kontrol, lupa diri dan mudah menghambur-hamburkan uang recehnya untuk nyawer, hehehe." Aku terkekeh malu hati. Teringat segala kekonyolan dan kebodohan yang dulu sering aku lakukan.
"Gak semua begitu. Malah lebih banyak yang rese saat mabuk berat. Terkadang mereka ngotot minta uang sawera, kan brengsek. Namanya juga dalam pengaruh alkohol, mereka berasa paling berkuasa dan dunia miliknya, hehehe."
"Oh gitu," balasku kembali terkekeh.
Khusus yang satu ini, aku tak pernah konyol. Walau setiap berjoget di atas panggung, hampir dipastikan ada dalam pengaruh minuman keras. Namun tidak pernah sampai rese parah.
Mungkin karena sudah mengenal dan terbiasa dengan minuman beralkohol sejak kecil, hingga tidak pernah ada pemikiran meminum minuman keras untuk sekedar pamer atau dianggap hebat jika sampai mabok.
Di atas panggung aku malah jadi idola para penyanyi. Selain wajahku yang ehem-ehem dan tidak pernah rese aku pun sangat royal saat menerbangkan lembaran uang saweran. Mereka bahkan menjulukiku 'Abang Sawer Ganteng'
Sebenarnya aku tidak terlalu banyak mengenal Tiara. Kami beda sekolah dan beda kampung. Walau masih dalam satu desa. Kami saling mengenal hanya sebatas tahu nama dan wajah. Itupun karena saat pergi dan pulang sekolah sering kebetulan naik angkutan umum yang sama.
Aku tak pernah menduga bisa bertemu kembali dalam situasi seperti saat ini. 
Dia telah menjadi orang yang benar-benar berbeda. Seorang ukhti shalihah yang berani memakai pakaian kekurangan bahan, terbuka di sana-sini.
Mengejutkan, menakjubkan juga sedikit membuat bulu romaku berdiri. Ada apa dengan Tiara? Tragedi kehidupan model apa yang telah menimpanya hingga bisa mengubah dirinya sedrastis ini.
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KHUSUS DEWASA
Ketika mertua menanamkan benih cinta pada sang menantu dan menimbulkan dendam kebencian ketika ditolaknya, maka apa yang akan terjadi?

Shah Rukh Khan, Anushka Sharma and Katrina Kaif starer, Zero, was released on December 2018.  The film was a much-awaited film of the year, considering the Shah Rukh Khan being the lead actor.


 
SRK's fan had huge expectations from the film but none of the expectations were met after the release. The movie was a non-performer at the box office.

Nevertheless, Zero has seemed to be making up for the losses and is now doing considerably good on television.

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In fact, reports state that Zero premiered on TV with a record 9.2 million impression, and following this the film also recorded a staggering 3.9 million impressions in a single month on other paid streaming platforms.

After its success on the television, the question arises that why was the movie not able to do well on the silver screen.

For starters, Red Chillies Productions supplied the TV network and the streaming platform a different cut of the film, helping Zero to set new benchmarks in satellite and streaming domains.

Another reason is said to be the difference in marketing strategies. The network promotional campaign for Zero revealed the bit about the Mars mission and portrayed the film to be a journey of sorts that the lead protagonist Shah Rukh Khan goes through from Meerut to Mars. Which was clearly missing in the theatrical campaign.

Lastly, the television audience is far different from the theatre-going crowd. While the theatre-going audience decides whether a film is worth watching based on reviews and word of mouth, the satellite audience, on the other hand, do not pay much attention to such factors. In fact, an individual who might skip a film in theatres may watch the same film on TV out of sheer curiosity or for the lack of options.

Khan Paradyne, one who once stood at the apex of the Cultivation World, gets tired of all the killings and schemes, and decides to seal himself.

A hundred thousand years later, Khan woke up to find that the world he once lived in had  changed.

Strange vehicles dotted the skies, skyscrapers that pierced the heavens itself, with the advancement of modern technology. How can an ancient cultivator like him, find a foothold?

Though Shriya looked confident,  on careful observation one could say that she was a bit stressed about something and she was being careful while walking. Earlier in the skit she was not so much stressed, this didnot escape Kunal's eye. He looked at Abhi and the latter whispered "She slipped in rest room, and her sprained ankle was hurt once again."

Kunal's eyes widened in shock he then asked worriedly "How will she perform in the next round then". Abhi sighed deeply with helplessness and said "I already asked her to withdraw from the competition but she doesn't listen to me anymore and she insisted on it. "

"Someone was playing tricks on Shriya, I don't think that her being hurt just now was not an accident."

Kunal looked at his friend with a questioning look to which Abhi answered his unspoken question. "Someone messed with Shriya's dress and that was the reason why she wore that coat over her dress.  And now she slipped her feet and fell in the restroom and she told that she slipped because she accidentally stepped on liquid soap in the restroom."

Kunal nodded his head saying "Hmm" and he turned his attention back to the performances. Kunal felt like to cry with all the performances of those girls. He just waited to watch Shriya's performance and didn'tbither about other's performance . 

Aksha Khan entered the stage with a tight ankle cut blue jeans  and  a white loose top over it. She performed hip hop for an English song and the dance was extraordinary and spectacular. 

Next entered Shriya Sheren in a gold coloured  Gangra dress with a banjo in her hands. A track of 'diwani' from Bajirao Mastani played in the background. 

She performed the full song and her movements were so fluid and it was really an amazing and spectacular performance. 

All the members were spell bound to her performance and they couldn't help but clap their hands to their hearts content to encourage her. 

Abhi was spell bound to see his women and he couldn't help but stare at her with full concentration. He have seen her bold side, innocent side and other sides earlier. But this side of her was entirely new to him. 

Kunal whispered "I think you should seriously consider her in entertainment industry. If you want I will produce the movie with her."
Abhi looked at his friend and saw the latter staring at Shriya with his eyes filled with admiration and pleasant surprise. 

After a few more performances, the second round ended and then it was already time for the lunch. All the participants changed into their normal dresses and went for lunch.

 Abhi, Kunal and  Uday had lunch at a table with Preeti. The next table was occupied by Shriya and her friends as usual with Naveen. Though Abhi had the urge to sit with his women he resisted it because he doesnot want to increase her problems. Even Preeti was silent and enjoyed her lunch with her favourite stars. 

Abhi helped Preeti in eating while a bodyguard served them dishes from the lunch box.  Kunal just ate his food without talking much . He was on his phone the entire time and  didn't bother others much. 

In between a group of people came around and asked for votes and opinions from all the students. They asked some questions and recorded the student's opinions in the video. 

They came to Shriya's table and Preeti couldn't help but run to their table. But she went straight to Manvi so it didnot cause much of a commotion and suspicion.  

They went straight to Manvi and asked him  "Hello Naveen" to which he nodded and the MC asked him "Why do you always follow Shriya Sheren ? Afterall you are a student as well here. Don't you feel bad about it ?"

Naveen smiled a little and said "I  always follow madam because she is my employer and I am her bodyguard. She never treats me like a employee though instead she treats me with respect and as a friend,  Instead she was the one who made me join in this college. I feel very fortunate to work for her."

The MC smiled and he turned his head and he looked at Preeti who was sitting in between Shriya and Manvi. They were busy feeding Preeti ignoring what was happening there. The MC then placed the microphone to Preeti and greeted her "Hey little champ" to which she replied "Hello" with a beautiful and an adorable smile. 

"What do you think of Shriya Sheren  ?"

Preeti caught the microphone and said with a smile "I like Didi very much, she performed so well earlier and she is too good".

Manvi and Shriya lovingly patted Preeti on her head and the MC smiled at her and said "then wish your didi Good luck" to which she nodded her head and wished her "All the best didi, you are the best." saying this she kissed her sister which she reciprocated at the same moment.

The MC was unaware of their relationship and found that cute and loving. Then the MC and his team left and Preeti ran back to Abhi and he patted her head with love. 

During Lunch, there were only two rounds and one was opinion poll, they exhibited all the videos they collected and the opinions they recorded on the screen about the five finalists. 

The five that entered the final round are Shriya Sheren, Aksha Khan, Chandrika Chaturvedi, Mahi Yadav and Sumanajali. 

In the votes First stood Mahi Yadav with 2300 votes, Shriya in second position with 2240 votes, Chandrika with 1918 votes, Aksha with 1200 votes and Sumanjali with 1000 votes. 

During the lunch hours, a doctor came and put a cast on Shriya's injured leg. There were no performances after that so she put the cast. She just has to walk on the run way for the last round. 

She just has to avoid high heels and it would be fine atleast for the next two hours. For the third round she preferred an orange fancy saree with a golden border with pearls embedded on them and she has a golden blouse with a beautiful small golden necklace with a parrot design all over it. 

They presented all the videos and all the participants stood there while their avs are displayed on the projector. 
And it was at last, the final round of the competition and everyone were eager to know the questions in the last round. It was the questionnaire round and everyone was eager to know how all the participants answer those  questions. 

All the participants are eager and are extremely nervous for the next round, not only the participants and the students but also the staff and the audience and even the jury members are also excited about it.

Abhishek is a famous actor in India and is known for his sincerity at work place.  He is a  cold, mysterious and oof person. His first love is Shriya Sheren, who is an orphan. He follows her for almost three years , without her knolwedge.  

But he comes in front of her one day, seeing him she asks him "Aren't you the famous Actor Abhishek Malhotra, Are you the one who wants to spend the night with me."

Next morning Abhishek offered her coffee with a smile on his face and said " Last night you promised me  that you will let me take care of you." 

 Will she accept his proposal to stay with him. What happens if she decides to stay with him and what are her reasons to become a mistress all of a sudden..

How Abhi is going to be make her his women and what happens when he decided to stay with her for a long time. 

Will she be able to manage his high profile status and become worthy to be his girlfriend. 

How does her life change after she met that dream man  of all the girls in the entire country. 

Thought: "What you have left with is more important than what you have lost".

Ronjon wrote a letter to Asha.

[Dearest Asha,

I already got our passports but the plane is always full. I tried to bribe a ticket officer but he said he too wanted to leave the country but all outside travels are fully booked. He even mentioned that the government might temporarily stop the flights due to this country's situation. I'm afraid we can't come soon. 

By the way, Uncle Harry already understands that we are hiding something from them. I wish to tell them and I know he would probably have a solution for you but I think it is not yet the right time. I'm asking the people here about the possibility of moving the orphans somewhere but as of the moment, I couldn't find a good place for them. Also, no one would believe me if I tell them these orphans will be killed by their own sponsor if you won't show your face after two years.

If you see fit to tell them about this, I will follow your wishes. I miss you. I really miss you.

Loving you always,

Your husband, Ronjon]
. . . . .

Labani and Asha went to church that Sunday morning before they went to Tarla's restaurant. This time the pastor's sermon was all about 'Anxieties.' The pastor started his sermon from the reading of the Bible.

"According to Philippians chapter six verses four to seven, do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

If any of your here who couldn't sleep and worries filled your mind, ask God for his peace that transcends all understanding to guard you against getting depression or sleeplessness. As also said in Matthew chapter six verse thirty-four, so don't worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring its own worries. Today's trouble is enough for today.

"Give all your worries to God and trust him to help you …"

The pastor continued the sermon but Asha couldn't understand a thing the pastor said. Somehow, her Bangla bible was on her lap as she read the passage of scripture mentioned. Her eyes were fixated on the words 'do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.' Lately, her heart wavered that Ronjon could get a ticket after reading his letter. She even thought of disobeying her aunt and fly back to the country to be with her husband.

She prayed whisper-like. "God, help me, help Ronjon to get their tickets. Keep them safe always. Please, God, send them here soon," then as she opened her eyes, the words 'with thanksgiving' caught her attention and hurriedly closed her eyes again."Sorry, I forgot to thank you. Thank you for your help, God." 

Asha was not sure if she prayed the right words. However, she only sighed and said to herself, "I believe God can understand what I'm trying to tell him." She looked up the ceiling and imagined that God was there looking at her. 'Are you going to answer my prayer, God?' Then her eyes grew big and covered her mouth. 'What am I doing? How could I tell God that way?' She shut her eyes the third time and prayed earnestly. 'Sorry, God. I believe you'll answer me.'
. . . . .
They left the church and went to Tarla's Indian restaurant, Royal Bengal House. They went into the diner. Labani talked to a blond haired lady for a while and rubbed her forehead. She faced Asha and told her the situation. "Tarla didn't tell her staff that we're coming. Do you still want to continue?"

"Let's ask for Auntie Tarla, maybe she only forgot."

Labani asked the lady to tall Tarla that they had arrived. After the lady's sentence, her face grew heavier. "Asha, the girl here said that Tarla is away." Labani was losing her patience. "How rude. She told you to come and now she is away."

"We'll just wait, Auntie." Asha felt sorry for the inconvenience she gave her aunt. As she looked at the tables and food served to the guests, her eyes brightened, an idea came to her mind. "Auntie, let's go home first."

"Are you sure about that? She might think you've given up."

"I'll tell you my idea outside," Asha said. The woman entertaining them heard her words, and unknown to them, she could understand Bangla. She was intrigued by what kind of idea this young girl said.

As they stepped outside, "Auntie, teach me nice plating at home then I'll come back bringing my food for Auntie Tarla to taste."

"Well, I'm delighted to hear that. I thought you wouldn't ask me for help."

"I'm just shy to ask you." Asha scratched her head as she smiled innocently at her relative.

Labani flicked Asha's forehead with her finger. "Shy? Or it is just your pride telling you not to ask me. Humph." Labani laid her hands on her hips with one of her eyebrows moved up.

"Hahaha, I think both, Auntie." Asha laughed aloud as if all her troubles was blown away.

"Yeah, you really have mine and your father's gene."

Asha's forehead furrowed. "What do you mean by that?"

"Don't you know, girl, that our family has this crispy golden brown fried pride to ask for help?"

"Hahaha, I don't know but I can relate." The two laughed heartily as they strode away from the store.

Unexpectedly, Tarla came out of the door and saw the two. "Lily, what do you think of that petite girl?" She spoke to the woman who answered their queries.

"She's interesting. I like her patience and perseverance. She didn't give up that easily. I'm really intrigued about her idea too."

"Glad to hear that. Tell your brother Gael that we've met the girl he mentioned. I want him to be here when they come back with the surprise."

Asha is now on the brink of helplessness and despair. Would she let despair to chase her for the rest of her life? Thus, she faces the man who wanted her dead and to stand as a woman in the world of chefs. 

She will create her own dishes and make his father's recipes alive again. Her adventures lead to clues of the real killer of his father and get entangles with love. 

Somehow, when she is face to face with the murderer, will she forgive or not? The Recipe of Love will show her the right decision to make.

This is a story of a girl in her journey to become a lady chef while in life-threatening situations and falls in love. So, don't expect a fast pace cooking battles. It is Asha's journey.

The setting of the story is India before its Independence in 1947. The exact timeline is 1945. However, in the first part of the story, I didn't use during the British occupation since the places/villages I mentioned do not exist in the present country. I used Bangla words since the culture is more on present Bangladesh. 

This is absolutely a fiction story.

If you have questions about the culture, please ask me in the comment and I'll try to explain things to you. I can't write the culture within the story for that will bore you to death. Most are written in the Author's Thoughts.

(This novel won the 2nd place in the writing prompt contest #34: Chef, but got the same prize as the first place. Thanks to all who supported.)

Latest and ongoing book: 
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Hai my lovely reader. 
Mohon bersabar ya, Bunda Sonianya sedang revisi abis-abisan. maksudnya diedit karena terlalu banyak typo. Maklum total episode sampai 125 jadi agak banyak banget editnya. 

kenapa harus diedit? 
supaya para reader makin enak dan nyaman bacanya. 

Sambil menunggu Bunda Sonia beraksi, silahkan yang belom baca ikuti keseruan si Bangla dalam "Terjerat Hasrat Mertua" 
awas jangan bapper dan horny  mendadak ya. 

ciyus Jang lupa bagi juga Power Stone-nya buat si Bangla

KHUSUS DEWASA (21+)
Terpaksa jadi Gigolo di usia muda karena ayah yang tak bisa dijadikan panutan

Los Tanques de la primera línea formaron una defensa rígida e impenetrable mientras los jugadores de rango detrás de ellos comenzaron a usar sus habilidades AdA en los monstruos que estaban agrupados al frente.
Zhang Yang usó un <Barrido Horizontal> e hizo más de 3200 de daño a todos los monstruos en un semicírculo enfrente de él. Después con un fuerte pisotón usó <Fragor del Trueno> haciendo otros 444 de daño.
¡Bam!
<Onda Expansiva> y otros 444 de daño.
En esa situación caótica las habilidades y ataques sólo podían usarse por instinto, no es anticipación a las acciones del enemigo. Como Tanque, él debía mantener su posición firme, sin moverse. Necesitaba asegurarse que ningún monstruo pase por él y amenace a los que estaban detrás. El número de monstruos era como un tsunami en el océano. Ninguno sabía exactamente cuántos monstruos estaban detrás de la primera línea. ¿Cuánto podía soportar un sólo Tanque? Sólo un batallón de Tanques podía resistir.
Aunque los monstruos alrededor de Solitario Humo del Desierto e Ira Carmesí eran bloqueados, no todos los jugadores eran tan fuertes como ellos. En otros lugares del campo de batalla, los monstruos ya habían penetrado la línea de defensa de jugadores, enfrentándose al ejército NPC.
El sonido de la guerra se escuchaba en todo el campo, los sonidos del metal golpeando metal. Este era un gran comienzo para la guerra a gran escala en "El Milagro de Dios".
Con el Hacha Diente de Dragón Amarillo/Oro nivel 50, todo su cuerpo cubierto de equipamiento Gris/Plata y una habilidad pasiva de 50% de defensa, incluso como Tanque, el daño que hacía Zhang Yang era devastador. Especialmente devastador, especialmente cuando usaba <Barrido Horizontal> podía fácilmente hacer 3200 o más de daño y 6400 o más si era un golpe crítico. Si tenía un golpe de suerte el daño iría hasta más de 9600. Era suficiente para darle un infarto a cualquiera que presencie su poder.
¿Es ese maldito realmente un Guardián?
Los Tanques, independientemente de su clase, tenían un AdA único para ellos. Un Guardián tenía <Fragor del Trueno> mientras un defensor tenía <Devoción>. Los Defensores también tenían <Escudo Filoso> que se disparaba sólo cuando uno era atacado. Zhang Yang era único entre los Tanques, ya que además de <Fragor del Trueno> también tenía <Barrido Horizontal> y <Onda Expansiva>
En una pelea como esta, con los Tanques en primera línea y tantos ataques, su ira se recargaría sin límite y podían sencillamente usar todas sus habilidades una vez que termine el tiempo de recuperación. Sólo con <Barrido Horizontal>, Zhang Yang ya estaba a nivel de los Hechiceros y Cazadores con respecto al daño. Agregando <Fragor de Trueno> y <Onda Expansiva> a la ecuación Zhang Yang excedía sus ataques y se convertía en el más fuerte de todo el campo. Obviamente estaba en primer lugar en la lista de contribución y sobrepasaba por lejos al segundo en la lista.
Los puntos de contribución se medían en ataques hechos y cantidad de curación. Para balancear la medida de la contribución, los Tanques tenían un sistema adicional que multiplicaría el daño hecho por cierta cantidad para compensar el bajo daño de los tanques.
Sin embargo, Zhang Yang no era para nada como los Tanques que hacían poco daño. Su poder de daño era como el de un helicóptero apache.
¡Boom, boom! ¡Bam, bam!
Él podía hacer llover un infierno cuando menos lo esperaban, ¿cómo tener pocos puntos de contribución?
Los dos Tanques junto a Zhang Yang estaban aburridos porque los monstruos que se les acercaban sólo atacaban a Zhang Yang. Sus roles bajaron un poco y lo único que tenían que hacer era asegurarse que la línea se mantenga impenetrable para los monstruos. Sólo tenían que asegurarse de que Zhang Yang no esté rodeado y matar a otros enemigos que puedan llegar a romper la línea, poniendo a los Hechiceros y Sanadores en peligro.
Las Apariciones Guardias tenían un ataque básico de alrededor de 1000, cuando atacaban a Zhang Yang él sólo recibía un poco más de 20 de daño después de deducir el valor de su defensa, 20% de reducción de daño, y el equipamiento tenía 450 de absorción de daño. Sólo 10 monstruos podían atacar a Zhang Yang al mismo tiempo, esos ataques eran como cosquillas para Zhang Yang.
Cuando el Aparición Asesina apareció, Zhang Yang se concentró para pelear en serio. A pesar de que el número de élites no era alto, cuando uno de ellos atacó a Zhang Yang, él recibió más de 800 de daño en un golpe. Han Ying Xue rápidamente usó <Regeneración> y siguió con lo que estaba haciendo.
Otros no eran tan fuertes como Zhang Yang con la súper Sanadora Han Ying Xue apoyándolos, cuando la batalla empezó no hace mucho, muchos Tanques de primera línea habían caído y permitieron a varios monstruos entrar a la multitud de jugadores. Esa era la oportunidad para dejar que otros, como Berserkers, Bandidos, Templarios y otros jugadores melee tengan su oportunidad de brillar. Todos corrieron hacia los monstruos y los mataron a todos. Incluso sin un Tanque para mantener el aggro de los monstruos, una hermosa mujer automáticamente atraería a un hombre, y los buenos monstruos atraen a los jugadores a atacar. Élite o no, esta Aparición Asesina tenía 100.000 HP, pero aun así fue aniquilada por 10 jugadores en unos diez segundos. Los monstruos no podían matar a ningún jugador.
El ejército de NPCs no estaban parados sin hacer nada mientras Zhang Yang y el resto de los Tanques peleaban con todas sus fuerzas. Los monstruos que estaban tacando en el frente no podían disparar la atención del ejército NPC detrás de la línea de defensa, pero una vez que un monstruo haya roto las líneas y amenazado a los jugadores de rango, el ejército NPC iniciaría los ataques a los monstruos ayudando a los jugadores.
Los monstruos seguían apareciendo sin parar, cuando mataban a un montón, aparecía otro para tomar su lugar. El ciclo se repetiría sin fin. Afortunadamente, la cantidad de puntos de experiencia que daban los monstruos era tanta que muchas luces doradas envolvían a los jugadores que subían de nivel. Los jugadores de niveles 20 o 30 que entraron a la batalla realmente se llevarían un regalo.
Los monstruos daban preciosa experiencia, y también dejaban equipamiento. A pesar de que el porcentaje, de 10%, era bastante bajo, la cantidad de monstruos compensaba eso, el suelo estaba lleno de equipamiento Negro/Acero y Verde/Cobre. Como el campo todavía estaba lleno de monstruos, nadie se atrevía a parar a tomar el botín. Sólo el equipamiento que estaba entre los jugadores detrás de la primera línea podía tomarse, los dejaban los monstruos que rompieron la línea de defensa.
50 minutos después…
—¡Ding! El jefe de la primera ola, Bangla, ha aparecido.
Con la notificación del sistema, una Aparición gigante voladora de 50 metros apareció en el campo. Los monstruos dejaron de aparecer.
 [Bangla] (Gris/Plata, demonio)
Nivel: 51
HP: 10.000.000
Defensa: 600
—¡Carajo! ¿10.000.000 de HP? Es sólo un jefe Gris/Plata, mira esa defensa, ¡600! ¿Cómo esperan que lo matemos? Sólo tengo equipamiento Gris/Plata nivel 40 con 1200-1400 de daño. Lo golpearía con 50% de mi poder original —dijo el Gordo Han al ver las propiedades del jefe.
—Esto es normal, mira cuantos jugadores tenemos ahora. Si el jefe no tenía tanto HP moriría en 2 o 3 segundos —dijo Zhang Yang riendo.
El Gordo Han asintió. El número de jugadores participando en esta guerra podía fácilmente ser más de 2.000.000. Sin embargo, no todos podían dañar al jefe desde donde estaban. A lo sumo solo 100 o 200 jugadores podían atacar al jefe al mismo tiempo. Seguía siendo una muerte rápida.
—¡Tanque novato! ¡Vayamos a matar al jefe! —gritó Wei Yan Er.
—Todavía hay muchos monstruos aquí, no podemos ir siquiera si quisiéramos. Mantente atenta a dónde va el jefe —dijo Zhang Yang y usó <Golpe Devastador> instantáneamente matando a muchos monstruos a su alrededor con un golpe crítico.
La velocidad de movimiento del jefe no era demasiada, le tomó para siempre moverse sólo 500 metros. Para cuando el jefe llegó los jugadores ya habían matado a la mayoría de las apariciones. Para entonces, los gritos de guerra de los jugadores llenaban el aire.
—¡Maten al jefe!
—¡Ujuuu!
Cuando Zhang Yang notó que muchos jugadores se abalanzaban al jefe, inmediatamente habló en el canal del clan.
—Todavía no vayan hacia el jefe. Cualquier jefe que aparezca en una guerra de esta magnitud ciertamente será muy fuerte. No gasten su vida. Tomen esta oportunidad para tomar todo el equipamiento que nos pertenece.
En ese instante, como si los jugadores estuvieran tratando de probar que Zhang Yang tenía razón la mayoría de los jugadores que habían corrido hacia el jefe alcanzaron su aggro. El jefe movió su brazo derecho y un agujero negro apareció entre los jugadores más camorreros.
¡-4000!
¡-4000!
¡-4000!
Los jugadores parados en el agujero recibieron daño continuo cada dos segundos, instantáneamente matando a la mayoría. Aquellos que todavía estaban corriendo de pronto pisaron los frenos y se dieron la vuelta, corriendo como si viesen a sus exesposas persiguiéndolos con un cuchillo.
El lento jefe de repente se movía con agilidad, como si los esteroides que tomó antes finalmente hicieran efecto. Uno a uno el jefe cazó a los jugadores y los mató invocando más agujeros negros. Eventualmente, sin mucho esfuerzo, el jefe mató a la mayoría de los jugadores que había corrido a él.
Aquellos jugadores que habían llegado un poco después estaban agradecidos por su tardanza. Si corrían con los primeros jugadores, se les hubieran unido en la muerte. Todos tomaron la oportunidad para correr al otro lado y tomar el botín del suelo. Si los ítems se dejaban en el suelo desaparecerían junto con el cadáver después de cierto tiempo.
En un instante los jugadores ya no daban un paso adelante. De hecho, ningún clan se atrevía a hacer el primer ataque. Cuando un jefe aparecía era demasiado fuerte para que un clan cualquiera lo ataque. Además, cada Maestro de clan ya había llegado a un acuerdo respecto a los jefes. Era el jefe quien tenía que decidir. Con mucho apuro, el jefe entró a la línea de defensa de Cielos Altos.
El Maestro de Cielos Altos, y también el Tanque principal, Chamán del Cielo, un Guardián Enano, rápidamente juntó a otros 20 Tanques bien equipados para unírsele frente a Bangla. Detrás de ellos había 10 o más sanadores apoyando a los Tanques. En segundos, Chamán del Cielo pudo atraer el aggro del jefe y los jugadores de rango de Cielos Altos empezaron a atacar. Los jugadores melee todos se quedaron atrás preparados para ser atacados por el devastador AdA del jefe.
El jefe tenía unos buenos 600 puntos de defensa, no sólo eso, también tenía una defensa mágica similar. Incluso con 5 capas de <Agotar Defensas> en él, la mayoría de los jugadores ya fueron reducidos a 40% porque su equipamiento era Verde/Cobre nivel 40 y el nivel de sus personajes apenas 45. Su daño era sólo de más o menos 500. Esos jugadores con un nivel de equipamiento estándar era la mayor parte del ejército. Después de todo, no todos podían conseguir equipamientos Gris/Plata nivel 30 o 40.
90% 80%...
El HP de Bangla era demasiado para ellos. Incluso con varios cientos de jugadores rodeando al jefe, la barra de HP bajaba muy lentamente. Chamán del Cielo claramente tenía el aggro del jefe firmemente pero aun así podía lanzar un hoyo negro a la multitud de vez en cuando.
Cuando el HP de Bangla se redujo al 30%, Chamán del Cielo ya había perdido cientos de jugadores. Sin embargo, si no había ningún incidente, el jefe eventualmente caería ante Cielos Altos.


El ave fénix es una criatura de leyendas, una maravilla del mundo, una representación de la vida y de la destrucción. Esta criatura legendaria simboliza el ascenso de un héroe en un mundo virtual ¡donde las batallas ocurren por el honor y la gloria! 
Zhang Yang era un jugador profesional en el primer y más fantástico juego que revolucionaba el mundo: El Milagro de Dios. Un juego en el que, el conocimiento tradicional de los RPGs ya no importaba, los jugadores tendrían que apuntar y evadir los ataques manualmente, dando lugar a una brecha significativa en la habilidad entre un jugador profesional y un aficionado. 
La caída de Zhang Yang llegó demasiado pronto. Le robaron a su novia, su clan fue acosado y disuelto, ¡e incluso fue arrastrado a suicidarse! Saltando del último piso de un hotel, Zhang Yang sintió en ese momento que volaba como un ave fénix. Poco sabía él que el fin de su vida también significaba ¡su resurrección desde las cenizas!

Chapter 40. The World After Death, Part II

Translator: Khan
Editor: RED
 
  
 
4. 
Taang! With a clean shot, a middle-aged man grabbed his chest and backed away. The man's back steps were immediately blocked by a gray wall, and the man fell back against the wall and began to slip to the floor.

Flop! Blood began to gurgle out of the chest of the man that had fallen on the floor. No matter how much he tried to force himself to stop it with his own hands, he could not stop the blood that had burst out.

The man realized then, "… Now I see how it feels to see red HP decrease in a game."

At the words of the middle-aged man, the man who had aimed his gun at him, put the gun down on the floor.

The murderer and the victim.
It had now become such a relationship, but there has been no vicious atmosphere between the two. 

On the contrary, the man who was shot had a bitter smile on his face, and the gunman was shivering. It was not a tremor of anger. It was a tremor caused by an overwhelming feeling, such as regret and confusion. The trembling young man seemed to be out of his mind. 

So, it was the man who was shot that said first. "You shouldn't have done it, if you shoot and regret it." 

"But, but…"

"I'm not hit on my heart, so I can talk to you a while, so why did you kill me, who was forty years old and could not even get married?"

"I, I heard. We… we ruined the world like this."
"I've heard that because of the Mac Guild, the world has become like this and monsters have come to dominate the world, and that if it had not been for the Six Snakes, mankind would have been destroyed?"

The man who was spitting out the words, Jang Sung-hoon, breathed a long sigh at the words.

A long sighing cough was accompanied by red blood. Jang's vision also turned blurry, as if the lights were out before the movie started in the movie theater.

"… Boss has been dead for over fifteen years. Jun-hyuk, you've never seen him before?"

"The first hunter..."

"He was the first and strongest hunter, and he was the one who created the Hunter system and the guild system, and he was the first person who had killed a dragon."

"But he… the Mayan Calendar—"

"He destroyed the Mayan Calendar, and he lost the chance to turn all this around, to stop the monsters from appearing?"

"Surely, surely I heard that."

Jang smiled lightly at the young man's objection. "It's a lie, but… I'm telling you clearly. If the Mayan Calendar was destroyed or not, if the boss was alive… At this moment we could have been hunters hunting monsters, not saving lives from monsters."

The young man shook his head in disbelief. "That's, that's ridiculous! Then, why did he die?"

"Look… He fought against the Emperor of the Orcs."

"The Emperor of the Orcs was definitely killed by a nuclear weapon-"

"We fired nuclear weapons, but the Emperor of the Orcs survived. It became a radioactive monster in the world, trying to cover the world with radiation. It was a funny nightmare. Who knew that mankind was going to pay for radiation that way." Jang, who was spitting out his words, coughed again. Blood was pouring out, but it was not severe. He secretly guessed his body condition.

"… I could talk more, but anyway, someone had to kill it, and the boss went out."

"So he died of radiation?"

"No, the boss was already dying at that time." Jang, who was spitting out his words, sighed again. "It was a price because he had eaten so much, a very strong force, and the boss was willing to fight because he was dying."

"Yes?"

"So someone would see the world after his death, and he thought it would be an opportunity."

"What? What..."

"Haha! Khuck!" Jang, who was spitting his words, threw up more blood. The amount of blood that he was spitting out was enormous, as if the composure that came after the cough was the calm before the storm. 

"Now the real death is before me." So, he was able to feel that his death was coming. 

"I think this is the right time." The time has come to spit out the last words. "The Manpasikjeok can only calm down the Curse of the Dragon, but the boss will continue to decline. So to survive, he has to eat the immortal Wolf Chernobog in Russia. The only answer is to get the power of immortality. Bogatri's Great Sword will make it possible."

"What, what?"

Jang smiled at the surprised man, and said, "This is my message to send to myself."

5.
- I finish my report. Oh, shit. What a funny! I did not get married even when I was forty years old. I was the same as a eunuch. Wait, wait! Take the words out! Delete the words! Damn it, how do I delete this?-

In front of the voice of the Okjo, which was constantly talking, Kim Tae-hoon started to drip coffee down once again into an empty coffee cup. The room, which was already full with coffee odors, began to fill with the heavy aroma of coffee once again.

He did not have to drink coffee, just with the coffee fragrance alone.
However, he had coffee again, as if that was not enough after he had already had a lot of coffee. In that state, he closed his eyes.

'If I say this is the afterlife, it is the afterlife.'

He drew a picture of the world after his death in his mind. 

'The monsters are still everywhere.'

After Kim died, it was the Six Snakes that brought order after such monsters, and the world was still overflowing with monsters. The world was dominated by the Six Snakes, and the Mac Guild was the only resistance to those Six Snakes, and I became… the worst villain on the Earth, who had led the world to its end.

In the situation where they set the new order, the Six Snakes began to erase the history of the Mac Guild, and to paint over the colors where they had been erased.

'After all, Jang Sung-hoon, who led the Mac Guild to the end, was shot by a subordinate who had fallen to the temptation of the Six Snakes.'

The peak was Jang's death. His closest aide was tempted the Six Snakes, and a single shot became his end. Just before his death, he left a clue about how Kim Tae-hoon could survive.

'Chernobog and Bogatri's Great Sword, I think we need to investigate.'

When Kim finished thinking, he opened his eyes. There was no nervousness or shaking in his eyes.

'Not bad.'

If he said that there was no agitation, it would be a lie. But the situation was not complicated enough to shake him long. The situation was rather simple.

'Nothing is complicated.'

There was no need to doubt someone new, and what to do right now was also clear. Furthermore, the distinction of the enemy was clear, and the clues were overflowing.

'There was no loss at all.'

Most of all, the most faithful thing was that Jang Sung-hoon followed Kim Tae-hoon until the very end.

'I think I've earned more than ever.'

'The fact that there is a man who will work hard for me in the world after my death, means that I have already acquired thousands of troops and horses. Why should there be anguish and distress in such a situation?'

'Thanks to this, I don't need to change my plans now.'

Kim smiled lightly and rose up from his seat after the last coffee.

When Kim moved on, left his room, and entered the new room, all the people in the room got up and started saluting.

Kim asked them, "What's the answer to the declaration of war?"

"None yet." 

"Did the other party confirm the declaration of war?"

"I don't know."

"Then send it again."

"Yes."

A declaration of war. It was a letter of war, literally, and the contents of it were equally simple.

"And on October 31, as scheduled, we attack Tokyo." On October 31, 2017, Korea would launch a national offensive against Tokyo, Japan. It was a basic courtesy that the nations had to fight a war. It was also the last courtesy to be used.

"Everyone in Tokyo is an enemy unless Japan surrenders unconditionally."

'There is no more courtesy after this. There is only inhumane and more irrational violence than anywhere else.'

But there was no new resolution to that.

"We will keep in mind."

It was Japan that had pointed the gun at Korea and pulled the trigger first. If their opponent ignored the declaration of war in a situation with justification and courtesy, then they believed they didn't need to respond. All they needed would be anger.

"Then deliver it to everyone." At the words, the people in the room moved briskly.

Someone rushed into the room. "Master, this is their reply."

Kim read the letter in a loud voice that his subordinate had handed him immediately.

"They want a summit match."

"Yes?" The men reacted in surprise.

Kim explained at the surprise response. "It's not a notice of a war between nations, but a duel notice that says Musashi and I will bring an end to this with our bare hands."

"Fighting unarmed?"

"No way!"

There was a violent reaction. It was a natural response to this funny situation, where they had sent a declaration of war and been answered with a duel, they even suggested unarmed combat? It would be better to put a head full of blood in the hungry tiger's mouth.

However, instead of answering the reaction of his men, Kim took out the letter he had already written in his pocket and handed it to his subordinate. Then he said to his man, who looked puzzled.

"It's a reply, send it."

6.
There was a letter in the hand of Matsumoto Kanyo. It was a declaration of war from Korea: Korea would attack Tokyo on October 31, and that the only way to avoid war was the unconditional surrender of Japan.

It was plain in many ways, and the use of the words and sentences in Japanese was also flawless. Even a young child could understand the contents of this declaration of war.

'It's the worst.' It was the worst, since Matsumoto Kanyo could easily predict what Musashi would answer when he saw the contents of this letter.

"Captain Matsumoto, the Lord calls for you."

And now it was time to check on his predictions. Matsumoto gave a long sigh as he realized, 'It was not the heavens that saved the lord. He, the monster of Joseon, deliberately saved the lord.'

He really recognized what the worst thing was. 

"It's a war."

Musashi was fine. There was no sign that he nearly died a few days ago. The secret was the bottles with the long snouts beside him. They were filled with Waters of Therapy to the brim.

The first secret was to drink the healing water made by the power of the relics, and the second secret was to fill up the powerful recovery items obtained by killing the monsters. The last secret was the anger he had now.

"I saw the letter. Kim Tae-hoon declared war on us. There will be no surrender."

Musashi, who had everything away by Kim Tae-hoon, could no longer afford to see anything else. Now there was only a life to kill Kim Tae-hoon. That was why Musashi was more energetic than ever. 

'As the racehorse runs toward the finish line, it is the fastest and most energetic.' 

Of course, Matsumoto Kanyo had no power to stop such a Musashi. And there was no reason to stop it. "Lord, suggest a duel, not a war." He just turned the direction.

"Duel?"

"This is war, but the times have changed. We don't have to use bullets. I think it's right to end with a summit match."

"Do you want me to fight him alone?"

"Yes."

"Why should I?" Musashi's expression was cold.

"Because I have no doubt of your victory." Matsumoto Kanyo answered him calmly, and the answer relaxed the hard expression of Musashi.

"Yes, it is you who understands my heart and will, and you are right."

"However, what's bothering me is that the Kusanagi is in his hands..."

"It doesn't matter, because the Kusanagi is like a double-edged sword. The moment he lifts the Kusanagi, it will be the moment he dies, and he won't use the Kusanagi against me, either."

"But just in case, you have to ask for a duel of empty hands."

"Is it because I lost the Kusanagi?"

"It's a fight that will decide the fate of a country, and it's not good to have something to argue about."

"What if he avoids the duel?"

"No one is afraid of a dog with its tail down. By the way, no matter how much they prepare for it, it is not enough against Tokyo. In Tokyo is our entire power. He may have provoked this with that in mind, and he is thinking of a duel, not a war."

"Kim Tae-hoon, does he have the confidence to win against me?"

"It seems that he has the capacity and ability."

"Of course, you're right," Musashi nodded and gave him a quick glance. Matsumoto Kanyo nodded in his eyes.

"Then I'll prepare a duel notice."

"Show me when you're done. I'll sign it myself."

"Yes."

Matsumoto Khan, who came out like that, immediately painted a picture in his mind.

'If he accepts the duel, we will use the lord as bait and put in all our power and take Kim Tae-hoon down.'

Matsumoto Kanyo had no intention of having a legitimate duel.

'If it makes the lord angry, that's all.'

Rather, he was trying to kill Kim Tae-hoon by putting all the power into the fight using the opportunity of the duel. He didn't mind if it became a disgrace and shame in the history books.

'History is written by the winner, anyway. When Kim Tae-hoon dies, Korea loses all the cards it has.'

As Matsumoto Kanyo thought, history would be written around the victorious. 'If we win, the shame of the day will remain a very clever and great tactic, an operation and deception, not a disgrace.'

So, at this moment, Matsumoto Kanyo had to worry about only one thing: to assess Kim Tae-hoon, who would be caught in the trap.

'It is important to measure his strength. We have to think that Kim is as strong as the Eight-tailed Fox.'

At this moment, Matsumoto Kanyo began to worry about Kim Tae-hoon being at the same grade as the Eight-tailed Fox. 

A reply came in while Matsumoto Kanyo was worried about it.

[Acceptance of the Duel; the place is the Asagiri Jamboree Golf Club, east of Mt. Fuji]

The world has changed and so have the people.

December 31st, 2016 – the day before New Year's. Kim Taehoon was just casually shopping for groceries at the large store. Monsters suddenly appeared out of thin air. With the highly trained skills that he had gained from his previous occupation, he starts to hunt the monsters down and manages to win, saving countless people who were also at the mall.

But there are more and they don't stop coming.
Will he be able to survive until the end? 
Will he be able to beat the countless monsters that only seem to get stronger?
And will it just be monsters that he has to worry about? 

The journey of Kim Taehoon, The First Hunter, begins.
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Editor's views  - from Ekdud

The First Hunter is a short Korean, action-fantasy novel situated in a post-apocalyptic world. Monsters start appearing out of nowhere and people are unlocking strange powers. Those who unlock such powers are called ‘Hunters’, ones with the strength to kill the monsters. To fight and survive, that is their goal. Society crumbles and the world burns.

A very fun novel that dives into the plot almost instantly. The novel is interesting in a way that it depicts a lot of human nature and what people would do in a situation such as this is quite an accurate manner. The character development is also very good as you get to learn about the characters, their backgrounds, and their stories. All in all, this is another novel I’d recommend to a lot of readers who are interested in reading fantasy and gaming novels.

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**A licensed novel from Munpia**

I didn't saw Harry in the bus today,  nor have I seen him with James at school.  Students are already buzzing out of the school until the hallway became a complete chaos.  Everyone is busy doing their stuff. I missed everyone around. I missed Khan,  I missed Liz,  maybe they are not ready to face me yet after that confrontation we had the other day. I missed Harry. Yes,  I have to admit it. 
I missed him a lot.

 I wiggled my way out of the crowd when suddenly James grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the school. What is he doing by the way? 

"What now James?" I asked him in annoyance.
"We need to see a movie" He replied

I let myself be dragged by him,  I was still confused nevertheless,  still I am hoping for something to happen. James made me sit at the aisle almost in the middle of the movie house,  he left lying that he will just have to buy some food and drinks.

The lights dimmed and my heart started to cease beating.  I heard a loud microphone feed backs,  and I stood and I felt my body slowly surrendering in weakness. My heart is hoping that is would be Harry. 

"Harry?   I know it's you. Yes. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. No matter what the future holds I'm not scared as long as you're there with me." I exclaimed with tears in my eyes. As I know in my heart that I can't let this moment slip away again. Maybe this is my chance to be in love, our chance to love each other.

Then came Elton John's voice singing Your Song. There was no video being played at the movie screen.

Harry stood right in front of the big movie screen with the spotlight beaming at his face. He held no roses, no flowers, no gifts, yet his hands aren't really empty for in his bare hands he held my heart
For the longest time in my life I smiled. The kind of smile that warms your heart and soul, I smiled as if I'll never get tired of it. I smiled even though it looks stupid and foolish. I don't care anymore. All I know is that,  now is the moment we've both waiting for.

I never knew that smiling would feel this great. I held at the chair in front of me tight, please don't take me yet God.  I can feel the pain and I had the urge of banging it on something hard. Harry ran closer to me and I held on to him tight as if he is my lifeline. I looked up to him and saw his eyes flooded with fear yet he's still smiling. I smiled back at him. Giving him a reassuring smile that everything would just be fine. 

Yes I just hope so.. 
And then the next thing I knew I was surrounded by darkness. Am I just dreaming?

There's no such thing as number of Heartbeats.
For as long as your heart knows what forever means, then it is possible that even in death,  it may still be beating.

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