Mike POV

"Sir.Mike the boat is already rent,now we just need to spread the students into the group" say the girl wearing the glasses who incharge in Logistic.

"Ok then, collec the other student and you can distribute them into group and plese inform them to not to go far from here because the boat is already prepared."

"Ok Sir.Mike"

You guys must be wondering what is going on right? Ok, today there is a class trip for the subject that I teach Tour Guiding. So, now I'm just follow the itinerary that has be prepared by my students.

This trip is for their final year project so what they need to do is plan the trip get the client and becoming the tour guide for students who join the trip as guest. So, as a lecture I need to hear the commentary which is conveyed by them and evaluate every work they do.

According to the tentative the activities for this morning we well visiting the island who located not far from the Jetty that we all gather right now. What the special about that island? Local people is calling that island as 'Pulau Bunian'( island of Elves.)

What island of Elves? Is sound weird right?

People around said many strange thing happen in that island because of that people start calling the island as 'Pulau Bunian'. Thanks for that name this island start to become tourism attraction to tourist from other country.

For me as the lecture who study about tourism industry i have my thought , I belive people just creat that ideology to attract tourists to go there and make some money. so they just come out with all kinds of story about elves and strange thing happen in that island.

From the Jetty I was standing my eyes keep stare in amazement at the yellow boat, It is strange the boat always moving toward the island but inside the boat not have any passanger. It is strange right? Ok ignore that.

Now it was the turn of our group to moving toward to the island. It feels really fresh to be in a boat that glides fast on the surface of the sea while at that time the sea breeze blows towards this body feels fresh and calms the soul. A few minutes passed the boat we boarded anchored off the coast , Now my feet are tracing the white sand off the coast of the island.

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"Now we are in front of 'Batu Belah'. According to the legend ... this stone has been split using tongue by the man who call his self Panglima Lidah Hitam. According to the story ... bla, bla, bla." One of the male students was busy talking about the split stone in front of us now.

As a lecture I need to listen and evaluate the marks for the commentary that has been delivered by the student. Honestly, I'm a bit bored when I have to listen to stories that I already know. Understand that as a teacher I need to arc like I was listening to the story for the first time.

Now we have arrived at an abandoned resort thay look like vince Italian-style building, but unfortunately it was abandoned in his haunted island. As usual, a female student stood in front to talk about the building.

(a few minutes after)

"Ok guys ... you can all look around this area but at 11.30 a.m gather again at here ok." Said a tall woman who is the person in charge for this trip. Ok, all the students started to take a photo and as usual I was left alone.

Hmmm ... Poor me live in this world as the single person, I need to meet someone who will be my wife in the future. I'm always be in this way, my student left me alone and again I feel lonely. So, i deside to go walk alone by myself.

"This building is beautiful, why was it abandoned like this." said me alone. From where I was standing suddenly a strong wind began to blow slapping my self.

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Nash POV

"Nash ..." from behind I heard the voice one of my colleague start to shouting at me.

"Farid what's wrong?" I stopped walking and turned around.

"Nash ... I want to ask for your help, can I?" He start to make a excuse.

"Hmm ... What help?"

"You don't have a class this afternoon, do you?"

"Hmm ... I know you want me to cover you right?"

"This everything actually is i supposed to be a cough for the team practice but unfortunately something bad come up , if you can cover it for me please."

"Is there really something urgent or you just want to go out to see that boy?"

"This time is not, now is truly urgent ... Please."

"By the way, stop chasing the boy, how many times has he rejected you and after all he still teenager dude..."

"Love is blind Nash no matter how old you are one day if you fall in love you will knew my feelings no matter even we are from two different worlds , you need to know the feeling of love is no limit."

"I'm falling in love? Come on, my heart was closed a hundred years ago."

"You have to remember this Nash closed heart will not be closed forever one day there will be someone who will reopen the door that has been closed for a long time." Farid finished his words and patted my shoulder and left.

"Don't forget Nash this evening" Farid said and waved his hand.

"Hey!, when I say I agree" Farid just laugh and left.

At that moment my nose smelled a very strong smell this kind of fragrance i had not smelled for a long time.

"It's impossible to smell this ... Is it that incident will be happen again?"

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Mike POV

It felt cold when the wind suddenly blew like that. I straightened my hair I also my clothes after that moment I looked back.

What shock me was the guys dressed in black with wizard rope and huddy covering his head.

"Idora ..." His face was close to mine. His skin is pale but still look hansome,with his blue eyes and red hair makes me think that he may be a foriengner and also a tourist who is separated from his wife because he called me Idora may be mistaken with his wife but strange that i look like a woman?

"No, no I'm not Idora but Mike. Who is Idora? Your Wife?" Ask me.

"Sorry I made a mistake, you are not Idora. But hear me, you smell too strong you are not safe to be here you better go back right now."

He held both my hands it totally cool like ice.He try to warned me it seem quite serious that clearly written on his face.

The guy suddenly leaving me with a question mark?

Now I am walking in a pool in front of this resort. While I was alone suddenly I been approached by this old lady who come from knower. So my mind though may be she is a tourist.

"Granny are you lost?" I asked. But the she did not say anything.

"Which group did are you come with?" I asked again. But this time my question was answered with some warning.

"When they start to lose their control,

No one in this land brave enough to stop it,

Remember don not let your blood spill in this land,

We afraid the past will curse us again."

"They will come like a predator they will hunt and feed,

With the blood who has scent fresh like a rose,

If you dare to ignore this words,

We will be afraid you be lose and regret."

Suddenly the old lady disepiear from my sight and that made me wonder if this is one of the strange incidents that people always said?