
Sakti rushed to the door of her in-laws house. It was late today, and he came home a little late. Before leaving he told the servants not to disturb Larasti because he was worshiping, that was the reason.
Both of her parents-in-law were on duty outside the city for about a week. Coincidentally Wijaya Groub is opening a branch in the same city as the city visited by Bu Martha in her duties as Minister of Social Affairs.
“Sakti !” A heavy sound stopped his hasty steps up the stairs. Sakti looked back, a little clumsy.
“Dad,Mother,” said awkwardly. Didn't old man Larasati just go home tomorrow. Ah, shit they must have known the state of Laras. What do I have to do now?
“Come here, there is something we want to talk about,” said Pak Handam coolly. Making him shudder, now Sakti knows the cold nature of his wife who sometimes appears that he can from whom.
“When Daddy and Mom go home?” Sakti greeted her two in-laws in turn, kissing her hands politely.
“Why do you call us Father and Mother, isn't it customary that you call us Mama and Papa?” staring intently. Why the call should be in question, thought Sakti. Today her in-laws are acting a bit strange to her. Not as usual.
“Ma’af that Papa does not like my calls, because I may not be used to it,” answered Sakti awkwardly.
Mr. Handam sat down followed by Mrs Martha. Her mother-in-law has not spoken since she arrived.
“Sit down, consider it your own home,” what else does this mean? Sakti is suddenly stupid and does not use her ability to read the minds of her two in-laws.
The problems he faced came. The company is in a mess because suddenly the shareholders withdraw their investment without cause. Many sabotage products from Charlies Corp are engaged in the field of food and cosmetics. To reduce the public's trust in their products. Sales are down, companies are almost down.
Not to mention the state of Larasati who had not woken up from her seat. His wife had not eaten for five days without drinking. What about the child conceived by Laras, whether the child can survive also without eating and drinking from his mother. Ah, umpteen.
“Who are you really? And what happened to my daughter?” ask Mr. Handam. Clearly, his eyes were emitting anger.
Sakti gasped, what did his father-in-law's question mean. Did they already know that Sakti is a clan of Hunters? Impossible.
“I am of course the husband of Larasati Pa. Sakti Dirgantara's. What does Papa mean to ask that?” to the point only. Sakti had seen his father-in-law flying the war flag to him.
“Are you not Dominic Robert a clan of bloodsucking creatures?”
Deg. This time Sakti looked up at Mr. Handam's eyes. Where do they know.
“It doesn't matter. Earlier this morning the housemaid said if you want to have breakfast blood pudding . and yesterday someone saw you pouncing on a bird and sucking its blood,” Mr. Handam gripped the handle of the sofa.
Is correct. Thas right. Because Sakti can't take it anymore. He's been trying to resist his will, but he can't lie to his anatomy as a vampire. He would suffocate if he did not drink blood for too long. During this time Sakti drinks fresh blood every morning for breakfast. But when at home in-laws he was strong-hearted to resist his desires.
But he failed to hold back last night, when his face was as pale as a throat, dry as a river in the dry season, and his body was helplessly weak. An owl perched on a rambutan tree in the back garden. Suddenly he pounced on the bird and sucked its blood. I don't know if a guard saw him. And in the morning he wanted the waiter to buy him fresh blood from the butcher near the market.
Sakti took a long breath. Now he can no longer give up. If last night he could have restrained himself, or Larasati reminded him not to forget himself. Maybe none of that will happen.
“Banar Pa,Ma. I am not a human being,” he said firmly. Face reality even if it hurts. Perhaps this confession will set him apart from his wife and no longer be considered the son-in-law in this family.
Madame Martha gripped tightly on her husband's arm. His eyes have been creek.maybe soon, the rain will come down wet his cheeks.
“I am a clan of hunters from the land of darkness. But one thing Mama and Papa should know,” stares at his two in-laws in turn,”My love is sincere to Larasati. Larasati is a great woman who can make me feel human. Her sincere and holy love tore down the walls that obstruct our world.” Sakti Benjak.
“Then why Larasati was still not moving like that. She did not even answer our call. The waiter said he had not eaten or drank for five days. Why don't you tell us Sakti, why did you make my little daughter suffer from poor nadip,” Lady Martha spoke on the sidelines of her sobs.
“Ma’af Ma,ma’af me. Because I am also helpless. Larasati said she would be so until our son was born into the world,” Sakti lowered his head. For the first time he regretted his manhood as a man.
“What?! So Laras is pregnant? Astagfirullah haladzim,” Madam Martha is increasingly intrigued to imagine her daughter's nasip who is containing the seeds of a blood-sucking demon. “Yes Allah, what is the sin of my daughter, what is our sin, so we have to experience this kind of negation?” stroking his own chest.
“Why are you so selfish Sakti? Why do you love my daughter? There are no more women in your world until you choose my daughter. Love is never wrong Sakti, but sometimes we are the one who put the love wrong. You should be able to refrain from loving my daughter and marrying her,”, said Mr. Handam. He never thought that this dream son-in-law was a clan of hunters.
“Ma’af Pa,” is all that Sakti can say. Rice has become porridge. And only the word ma’af he said to answer the anger of his two in-laws. Until Lady Martha was tired of crying and Mr. Handam left her alone in the living room. Without looking at him.
Sakti walked straight into his room. He still saw the position of Larasati like five days ago. The clothes are still the same, but strangely not dirty at all. It still smells like a shower. Eyes closed. His face still shines like a full moon. Ah, your story is special.
Sakti sat on the floor. Put his back on the edge of the bed. Straighten the legs and loosen the tie that feels more tight than he remembers. “You know baby, today both your parents scolded me. I'm so sad,” throws a sticky tie and takes off his shoes.
“They know I'm a clan hunter. Scold me all out. Told me to go far away leaving you,” talk again. Staring at the back of Larasati who was moving smoothly up and down. “But I won't do that. I won't leave your side even though the stunami wave gets here and rolls me,” Sakti laughs bitterly. “I'm serious,”
Finally Sakti sleeps without changing clothes or taking off her socks. His head rested on the edge of the bed. The days he will pass by himself for the sake of the baby.