A quiet morning... Only accompanied by the sun slowly rising, rising, without giving any news.
Kunti was still sitting, silent, never moving at all, her eyes were empty, there was nothing there.
"Just like when I first met her." Tirta thought.
He slowly dared to try to approach, dropping his body right next to Kunti.
"Hey... How long are you going to be like this?" Tirta greeted.
Kunti was silent, not answering at all, her eyes stared blankly.
"I don't know what happened to you, whether you remember or not, I don't care... What's important right now is right now. You are Kunti, my friend."
Kunti was still pensive, Tirta took a deep breath, staring at Kunti's expression gently.
"Forgive me for not being able to protect you." He said softly.
For the first time... Kunti turned her head, looking at Tirta's sad expression.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you... I felt weak... I was so useless."
In his lowered head, Tirta felt his hand being touched gently, he turned his head, seeing Kunti was already in front of him with a different expression.
"Please don't say that." Kunti answered faintly and softly.
Looking at each other, their eyes deepened each other, their expressions were soft, at that moment... Only a gentle breeze accompanied.
"Why? Right? I couldn't do anything when you were in danger, even I... Didn't realize it sooner... It's my fault."
Hearing that... Kunti shook her head slowly, wiping away the few tears left on Tirta's eyelids.
"You don't need to say that... You're great, you always protect me, you're always there for me Tirta."
A moment of silence filled, their gazes were warm, gentle with each other.
"I'm glad you want to protect me Tirta, and for me... That's enough."
***
"So what about Kunti?" Astri asked, her tone full of curiosity.
Tirta glanced, and let out a long sigh that seemed endless.
"It's getting better, but... I don't know... She still doesn't want to come out, and it's still a bit difficult to talk to," Tirta said, his tone sounding tired.
Hearing that, Astri also let out a long sigh. Her eyes now looked at Tirta with a concerned expression.
"It must be hard huh... Having to see Kunti like that every day."
Tirta turned his head, smiling slightly until his head shook slowly in reaction.
"No... I don't mind that, I'll always be by her side." Tirta said, his voice sounding full of confidence and self-confidence.
Astri giggled at Tirta's confidence that felt so great. Meanwhile... Tirta raised one eyebrow in offense.
"You really love her huh?" Astri said, her hand raised to point at Tirta's mischievous plan.
Tirta reacted flatly, he rolled his eyes lazily, with a feeling of anger and offense stored in his chest.
"Again about that, I've said it many times, we're just friends."
Astri grumbled softly, her hands waving to get rid of the irritation that filled her heart.
"Well... Forget it, you really have a hard time being honest."
Tirta glanced angrily, making Astri giggle again.
"So how about it? Do you want me to accompany you to meet Mr. Hatta?" He asked in a light tone.
Tirta turned his head, nodding slowly in response.
"Yes... I just need company, especially meeting a spiritual person like Mr. Hatta."
Astri nodded quickly, understanding the situation and the feeling.
"Then let's go straight to Monas," Astri suggested in a cheerful tone.
The air immediately became warm, Tirta and Astri widened their eyes simultaneously, they turned their heads to the right and left, looking around them.
From afar... Mr. Hatta was walking towards them while looking at the city and the sunlight that made their bodies transparent.
Tirta immediately stood up, Astri stood straight without the slightest mistake, then they both knelt down, bowing before Mr. Hatta.
"Raise your heads." He said in a low tone, but it sounded clear and firm.
Tirta and Astri looked up, looking at Mr. Hatta who was looking down at them in silence. A strange atmosphere surrounded their feelings and hearts, a... A very strong feeling of wisdom.
"Tirta. Isn't that right?" Mr. Hatta asked.
Tirta gasped, then bowed again respectfully.
"R-Right, that's me sir." Tirta answered, his tone messy and a little nervous.
Mr. Hatta sighed, softly, looking at them with a little amusement and a chuckle that for some reason... Sounded heavy.
"No need to be so nervous, I'm the same as Soekarno, and I also came here just to ask a few things, especially for you, Tirta."
Tirta pondered, then nodded in understanding, but... His eyes trembled, his teeth gritted loudly, his expression holding back great anger.
Pak Hatta smiled thinly, then he cleared his throat softly.
"Ahem, Tirta, so... How? Is there any information you can give me?"
Tirta was shocked, then nodded a few more times.
"What is clear... That spirit... He has such great contamination energy, their auras are the same, no different... It's just... It's much more disgusting."
Pak Hatta was silent, digesting the information he heard well.
"Very different from a contaminated exiled spirit, usually the victim's identity will disappear... Slowly, but this is different, that person acts like a free spirit in general... Even... He insulted and hurt my friend!!!" Tirta said with rising emotions, his hands clenched tightly, his growl was heard.
Astri turned her head quickly, her eyes immediately sharp.
"Tirta, hold yourself back, we are facing Pak Hatta!!" Astri said.
Tirta gasped, he immediately put his head on the ground hard.
"Sorry... Forgive me, I got carried away."
Mr. Hatta laughed loudly, and rubbed Tirta's head gently.
"Ahh... It seems like you're very angry, you must really love that person, and you've tried to protect him, that's good," said Mr. Hatta, his voice soft and full of concern.
Mr. Hatta now looked up, looking at the sun that was shining increasingly hot. Now his attention returned to Tirta and Astri.
"Do you know about the terror of the Umbrella Queen?" Mr. Hatta asked.
Tirta frowned, as did Astri, both of them shook their heads simultaneously.
"He's taken many lives... Killed many free spirits, and even... Currently, there are many reports of her appearance."
Those words almost made Astri and Tirta's hearts jump, a shock, and disbelief all in one.
"Has he taken any lives, sir?!" Tirta asked quickly, his body leaning forward, his hands clenched tightly.
"No, that's why I want you to investigate this, not just you, I've sent many free spirits to investigate this.
***
Night enveloped... The city was asleep, only the dim lights of the city enveloped it. Tirta and Astri walked in the middle of the city night without direction, without a goal, just glancing and looking for someone with an unclear identity.
"Huh... Isn't this strange? Of the many free spirits sent, not even one of them found the Umbrella Queen, maybe we're just wasting our time." Astri said, her tone full of complaints and annoyance in every word.
Tirta took a deep breath, then nodded slightly.
"Well... It seems better if we go back, than we stay here any longer." Tirta suggested.
As soon as Tirta turned his head, Astri had walked ahead of him. Tirta put on a flat face.
"Huh... Annoying." He grumbled.
He took a step, starting to walk back down the road, but... A strange feeling stabbed him, a feeling of discomfort that was so strong, but he shook his head, trying to ignore the strange feeling.
In a narrow alley, where he turned, suddenly.
BUGH!
His body was hit by something, Tirta was shocked and immediately lowered his head.
"I-I'm sorry."
Now... His gaze fell on a woman with her long black hair flowing beautifully, she was wearing a plain black cloth on her body, smiling thinly.
"It's okay young man." She said in a faint and soft voice, then... He started walking again.
"I feel familiar with that person, she... Looks like... Kunti."
Now Tirta's eyes narrowed to see an umbrella that he had been holding, a dark black umbrella.
His eyes widened... And at that moment... His body lost balance, falling to the ground just like that.
From Tirta's neck flowed blood so heavily, supernatural blood that was so fresh. His gaze was straight at the figure of the woman who was walking away.
His blood spread on the ground, splashed and flowed pooling around his, and... Slowly his consciousness disappeared.