I'm Baras
Chapter 40.

Surprised Rusli immediately slammed the steering wheel for a while the car was already cruising irregularly. The frightened Lydia held tightly to the seatbelt she was wearing. Lidia can only close the net when the car is out of control.

"Ciiit .. bruak .. dumb." The sound of the car being brake suddenly.

"Maas ...." Shouted Lidia loudly.

However, all of Lydia's screams were only heard by her and were soon quiet and silent. Slowly the netra Lidia opened together the sound of the car sounding each other honking each other alternately. His net instantly broke into disbelief.

Holding his body one by one, "what happened?"

"Maas ...." He said with his lips tightly clenched.

Lydia was still in disbelief at how she felt, staring at her husband lying helplessly with his head leaning on the wheel. Blood was already flowing from the husband's head making Lydia panic.

"Mas, wake up Mas." Shouting Lydia.

But Lydia was more surprised when her husband's body could not be touched. "Mas, wake!" shouted Lidia re.

"Don't like this Mas, wake up .. wake up ...." Lydia cried out repeatedly in despair.

Time and again Lydia touched her body and finally realized that her tribe was now out of her body. "No-no, I can't die. Wake up I don't want to die." Shouted Lidia reset.

Again Lydia shouted until a cold wind hit her face. Slowly the thin mist descended, there was only one glint of visible light and before long Lydia immediately closed her lips tightly her tears dropped just as her tribe saw Laras smiling happily with her husband, standing beside Laras holding his hand.

"Mas ... don't go! Let go of Laras Mas's hand, don't go! I beg ...." Idia repeatedly.

Finally, all that Lydia feared was happening as well Laras actually kept his promise, along with a thin mist Laras stepped slowly towards him who was fixated on staring in disbelief. Lydia repeatedly shook her head and tried to shake the hand of Laras who tried to reach her. "Go! Go!" shouted Lydia scared.

Meanwhile, her husband just stared at her with a forced smile. Lydia tried to dodge, but all her efforts seemed to be in vain. "Mom, come here, let's go together" Rusli slowly asked as he extended his hand.

"Mas, Lydia doesn't want Mas, how's Mayra?"

Laras immediately stared intently with anger, laughing loudly until Lydia covered her ears. "Mom still thinking about Mayra? What about Mother's barrel?"

"Laras, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Son."

"I'm sorry, why should I forgive" Laras said with an angry look.

Laras silently looked at Lidia for a moment and smiled only her hands were moving slowly. I don't know what Laras is doing right now as if Lydia is retreating a few years back.

"I'm sorry, Laras wasn't my intention to do that" Lydia replied sadly.

"Mother, Laras wants us to be together like we used to be" Laras said slowly.

"Sorry, Laras," said Lydia almost inaudibly.

"Mother, come hold me" said Laras pitya.

Lydia seemed to be bewitched with the words Laras walked slowly towards the thin fog where Laras and her husband stood.

"Come here, ma'am, hug Laras," said Laras again.

However, not yet had Lydia come close to the cold wind hitting her face. Lydia stopped her steps staring at Laras who had already stretched out her hands. "No, son, I don't want to die yet. May-Mayra, it's Mayra" said Lydia and now edged back.

"I'm here Ma'am" replied Laras who now resembles Mayra.

"No, you're Laras and you're not Mayra my son," Lydia replied inching away.

"Go. Please, go ...." Lydia was screaming hysterically.

Goddess Fortuna was siding with Lydia and had no idea what kind of kindness she had ever done. Lydia seemed to get a gentle whisper that made her heart cold, Lidia stared at Laras and her husband who walked slowly away while her tribe could now see his body lying in a speeding ambulance. Meanwhile, Mayra and the aunt cried and kept calling her name.

"Mayra, I'm here, son, near you, look at me. Bi, I'm here!" shouted Lydia trying to call.

"Mother, right here. Bi, it's me Bi" said Lydia, holding their hands.

"This is Mayra's mother ...." Shouted Lydia in despair.

The current Lydia could only see her invisible self speechlessly confused. Lydia could only silently stare at her body that had been stretched stiff beside her husband's body with the cries of Mayra and aunt. At this time he realized that his tribe was vacillating even his body did not recognize and did not want to accept.

"Laras .. sorry, right, Mom," she said slowly.

Lydia was still staring at the body lying down there as a tiny hand grabbed her hand with a smile.

"Mothers. Want to, don't you, go with Laras and Dad?"

Lydia could only nod and say Laras' hand. "Mother, now will accompany Laras, but what about Mayra?"

Barrel smiled strangely. "Mayra we will take care of together" Laras replied slowly, but the look in his eyes implied something strange.

Meanwhile, Mayra who shunned her mother was already beyond help, her crying increasingly became in the arms of the aunt.

Until they arrive at Mayra's house still with her grief, the tragic passing of her parents. "I wish I could prevent them from leaving." Mayra muttered while scraping her tears.

"Bi, why is it like this Bi. Why did Laras punish Mom and Dad with death, why did Bi ...." Mayra said while crying.

"Bi, after Father and Mother's funeral. Mayra wants to do something and can Auntie help?" mayra asked on the sidelines of her sobbing.

"Non, please don't say that. Let Non's parents calm down" Auntie replied as she hugged Mayra.

"But Bi ... Mayra is sorry so sorry."

Mayra tried to hold back her crying, the funeral procession was fairly fast, did not expect if she would be lived so quickly by her parents. Standing gazed at the two muddy lands that were still wet. "I'm sorry, Mayra." Only this was spoken from his lips and took a heavy breath, "may Father and Mother be quiet there," he said softly.

Standing staring for a moment at the tomb of his parents, but the Netra Mayra stared fixedly at one point that made him distrustful. "Dad, Mother. You guys, then?"

Mayra repeatedly rubbed her eyes in disbelief trying to ascertain what she was seeing. "Bi, it's Dad and Mom, Bi. They're standing there Bi!" exclaiming Mayra hard.

"Non, conscious Non. They weren't there, "Aibi replied as she pulled Mayra's body and hugged her tightly.

"Non .. they're gone. Iling Non-iling," the aunt said while crying.

"Bi, Father and Mother Bi, they-they're there."