
The night is getting late, Batari Mahadewi has not been able to close his eyes, while Nala is not going to sleep, for in his sleep he will not be able to control his consciousness and that is when the prince of darkness locked in his body will try to take over him; the consciousness he has at that time.
The more Nala grew stronger, the stronger the dark shadows hidden in her soul. At night, when almost all humans drown in their dreams, Nala just sits cross-legged. Sometimes he just unites himself with nature, flows all his feelings and thoughts, and sharpens his senses. But occasionally he also trains his mind; recollecting all his fights, correcting his weaknesses, and thinking of new ways to conquer opponents quickly.
In the open, Nala never saw Batari Mahadevi fall asleep. In other places they stopped by, they always split the room. Just this time he was one room with Batari Mahadewi. Nala glanced at the beautiful girl lying on the bed. He knew the girl had not fallen asleep.
“You haven't managed to sleep yet, Dance?” ask Nala.
Batari Mahadevi opened her eyes, and she laughed bitterly. “Yes, what a shit. Sleeping in a luxurious room with a soft bed was not as easy as I thought. If you want, you'll sleep in the bed, I'll sit there.”
“I don't want to sleep.” Nala.
“You're afraid that dark shadow is bothering you?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“The more I get stronger, the stronger the shadow wants to grab my consciousness. I am not afraid and do not care about my safety. I'm just worried that if I lose to that black shadow, your current strength won't be able to stop me. I said the real one.” Nala. He really said seriously. His face looked a little tense.
Batari Mahadevi got up from her sleeping position, then she sat on the edge of the bed while curling her hair like her daily appearance.
“Can I help you, Nala?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“How to, Dance? I really don't know myself.” Answer Nala. “Ah, we better not talk about this. You got anything interesting to talk about?
“Hal interesting? Hmm...what do you think is interesting?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“Hahaha, you turned around to question me! There's no sure thing. Well then, do you have anything uninteresting to talk about?” ask Nala.
“Hahaha, we're like fools! I used to ask you, and now I'm going to ask you the same thing. What are you going to do after we get back to our world?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“I will accompany you against that giant nation you told me about. If not, maybe I'll find my brother.” Answer Nala.
“If you were looking for your brother, after meeting him, what would you do? Are you going to follow him like before?” ask Batari Mahadevi.
“That's what I don't know. To be honest, it was as if I had no purpose in life for myself. There were only two options, to help you, or to look after my brother who was too infatuated with the honorable fight for death. I used to think that way too, living to wander in search of an honorable death, then I met you, fought with you, but now I think that's a stupid thing.” Answer Nala.
“Tell me, what interesting things did you learn?” ask Nala.
“One of them is about the purpose of life. Our body is an animal body. Without interference from the knowledge taught to us from others, we are animals whose only purpose is to survive and reproduce. But we also have thoughts that allow us to surpass animals, even demons or gods, or worse than all three. We have feelings that become bridges to balance our body and mind.” Batari Mahadewi.
“So...eee...then about the purpose of life earlier?” ask Nala.
“The purpose of life we are talking about today is the purpose of living in the human mind. What makes us have a purpose? Of course it is things outside of ourselves, things that make us move because we want to. It is precisely the feelings that quietly move our mind and body. You will have a purpose if you love something or expect something that you have not. You'll never get it.” Batari Mahadewi.
“Really? I mean, we're not gonna get what we want?” tanya Nala did not understand what Batari Mahadewi said.
“We definitely have a desire, a desire for something we hope or love, or whatever the term. That desire is what drives our body and mind to move, constantly moving to get it. Once we get what we want, our desires are no longer there. Our desires are suddenly behind the things we get. It's always like that, so our desires never go out. Precisely because of that, precisely because we do not really get what we want, then we keep moving and moving, creating new things, creating life, creating new meaning.” Batari Mahadewi.
“So, if someone says that he is happy with what he got, then he is lying? Or just pretend to be happy?” ask Nala. The man did not really ask, just wanted to know what was in the mind of the girl who had recently always confiscated his attention.
“Happiness, pleasure, anxiety, fear, and all our feelings, just a moment.” Answer Batari Mahadevi.
“What about love? Is it just a moment too?” ask Nala.
“We will continue to fall in love if we don't get what we love. The one experienced by a spouse of one's life, a faithful partner to death, it is a deal, it is a promise; for both have the same goal of love. Only if they are steadfast to be faithful to the promise, then they can endure until death do them part. And in the moment of loss, then the love is present again; a love similar to when one who is abandoned feels in love for the first time.” Batari Mahadewi. The girl yawned, then went back to bed, trying her luck to get to sleep.
“Wait, you can't leave me with a question that's still stuck in my head!” nala said a little irritated.
“Already Nala, we continue tomorrow again. Such questions will never be endless to answer.” Batari Mahadewi.
“True love! What about true love?” asked Nala with excitement.
“It was just a fairy tale, just a metaphor of the poet to describe his feelings for the love he never got, so that true love as if it existed. Try to remember, where did you get that word? from someone else, right?! People who haven't got what they love, right?! Then he tried to get it by saying that his love is true love.That is my true love, O my love...You should never be like that, Nala.” said Batari Mahadevi.
“But if your loved one tells you like this; my beloved, you are my true love... Wouldn't you be happy to listen to him?” nala Ejek.
Batari Mahadevi did not answer. He pretended to be asleep. The night drew the two into silence, and they suddenly thought of love; Nala looked at the three moons in the sky, Batari Mahadevi looking at the wall before her.