The Snake Demon Jaw
Back home

The car that Syafira was riding in took Syafira away from Erlangga's house.

In the silent car, not a single conversation was heard, Syafira's mouth with Erlangga was both silent.

Erlangga occasionally stole a glance, eager to invite the girl beside him to talk but confused what topic he would start.

"Syafira where's your house?" In order to drive away the silence Erlangga asked a question.

The car that Erlangga was driving did indeed dart far, but Erlangga did not know where the house of Syafira actually. He asked Syafira directly.

"My house is on the dove road, you anterin me there" replied Syafira.

Erlangga nodded, though concisely dense but Syafira's answer was meaningful to him.

Erlangga will not stop, he will not let the atmosphere back quiet, in his brain he thought of how he continued to invite Syafira interaction.

"Are you still in college or are you working?" Erlangga asked for even deeper information on the mysterious girl beside him.

"Lecture, I haven't graduated yet, God willing next year I graduate"

The phrase 'o' comes out of Erlangga's lips while his head is mangosteen.

"So you're out of nowhere, you can be on the road alone, that place is far from your home"

Syafira suddenly silenced, confused to answer what, where maybe Syafira said that he had run out of the kingdom belonging to the snake demon. Erlangga will definitely consider him crazy and will never believe again because the truth does not make sense to humans.

"Anu..I came home from camping, I was with my friends camping in the forest, we deliberately chose a place that is far and challenging and the forest that we appointed"

In his heart Syafira prayed that a man named Erlangga Elgafa believed and did not suspect that he had actually run away from a kingdom with a snake demon.

"How did you walk alone, you said that you were camping with your friends, where are they, why do you live alone?" Erlangga.

"That's the problem when camping in the forest, I got lost and my friends left me, maybe they thought that I had died in the wild animals, they were not at the site when I managed to return to the tent" Syafira explained.

Syafira felt a sense of deg-degan, lying is not the expert, Syafira felt uncomfortable alone because it had lied to the good man named Erlangga.

"May he believe, may he not be suspicious" the inner Syafira unceasingly prayed to the almighty.

"Good thing you can still find a way out, if until you can't get out of the forest, I don't know what else will happen to you"

Syafira smiled clumsyly, her heart was plong when Erlangga believed in his explanation.

"I'm sorry I boongin you, I can't say everything that happened is the same I actually, just enough I know, no one else can know" shafira felt bad.

Syafira chose silence, not to talk anymore so as not to cause more lies.

The car that Erlangga was driving stopped in a house. Shafira went straight out, she stared fixedly at the house, her eyes glazed over, longing deeply for her residence so high.

For some time Syafira left his world so that today his heart was attacked by thousands of yearnings.

"This is your house?" Tanya Erlangga.

The head of Syafira nodded."This is my home, thank you for coming home"

"You don't want to stop by first?" Tawar Syafira's.

"No, sometime because I have this important business out" refused Erlangga.

"Owh yeah, thanks again a lot for coming home"

Thank you sentences one by one slid from Syafira's lips, no longer know what Syafira will do to return the favor.

If fate does not bring Syafira to Erlangga must be currently Syafira is still on the streets not yet home, honestly the distance between the house of Syafira and the forest is very far. It takes days to walk.

"I go home first, greetings to your parents" said Erlangga.

"Yes, I will go" replied Syafira with a sweet smile.

Erlangga got back in the car, then took his car away from Syafira's house.

Syafira stared at Erlangga's departure until he was not seen again, then he looked back at the house where he lived from childhood to the size of now.

With a lot of excitement Syafira ran inside, the first person he met was his family that he had longed for so far.

"Mama papa" cried Syafira calling her parents loudly.

Boby and Mery, who were in the living room, were surprised to see a beautiful woman, with a big smile standing over them.

They were shocked, half in disbelief when they saw Syafira again.

"This shafira you want" with full of days Mery immediately hugged his daughter who was reported missing while in the forest.

Crystal-clear threads slid across Mery's face, Mery thought that her daughter would not return, seeing the condition of the forest that had a lot of wild animals, there is no hope in Mery's heart if one day his daughter will return.

But it turns out that fate is not as evil as it took Syafira from him.

"Yes this is me" Syafira could not help but cry, the 39-year-old woman in front of her as she longed for.

Mery tightly hugged Syafira's body."Son you from anywhere, why you can be lost in the forest, mama would have said never play around with dangerous places. This is what you're afraid of, you're so afraid of losing you"

Syafira let himself be furious with the mother, this time Syafira could not refuse or defend himself because he realized that his mother's speech was not just a word but really real.

Now Syafira realized that his mother was very worried about him every time Syafira stepped.

As Syafira and her friends are planning to camp in the forest, Mery tries to ban them but unfortunately they are stubborn.

Mery was so afraid of something happening to the princess and Mery's fear happened, the mother and child separated for a long time.

"Sorry Syafira ma, Syafira never heard the words of my mother, Syafira nyesel" said Syafira felt the pain of regret.

Mery's head shook his head, his hands gently wiping away the tears that were pouring down Syafira's face.

"No boy, you're not wrong, you're the wrong mom because you're leaving unattended, if only someone had watched you, you wouldn't have gone missing"

Hearing that Syafira tightened her arms, Mery was the best mother Syafira had. No one can match his mother even though there are millions of mothers who may be better than Mery.