They took Anila away to a house. The house was built on the arrangement of several books as bricks. The roof is also an open book, a few strings of bookmarks on the bricks outside the house.
There is a small wooden terrace and a small level of small books.
An old woman sitting in the yard. He is reading a book. In front of him was a table with a pile of books about a meter high.
Anila was again surprised and amazed, all she knew was a book, it was only a diary. Anila never thought that nature would actually take care of books.
"Grandma," said the twins.
"Oh my grandson, come here, son," said the old grandmother whose skin had wrinkled and her long hair had turned white.
Anila stepped.
"Who is with you?" asked the grandmother.
"I'm sorry, Grandma," said one of them.
"What's the matter, Granddaughter?"
"This is all Takbaku's fault, Grandma," accused one of the twins, Baku.
"No, Grandma, it's Baku's fault," said Takbaku.
"Baku brought him, Grandma!" said Takbaku.
"Baku took the Takbaku book without permission, Grandma," he continued.
"Halah! Takbaku also once took Baku's books without permission, Grandma," Baku accused of origin.
"When?" denied Takbaku quickly. Feels like I've never picked up a Baku book.
"Halah, first..." Baku thought "When?" He only came up with answers.
"When?!" urge Takbaku
"Back then–" Takbaku frowned "When was that?" he thought,
"Back when you weren't even born!" Baku rhymes again.
"Hlih! I'm lo, when I'm not born, I'm still a scrambling sperm."
"He's fighting, isn't he?"
"He fought with my friends, and I won."
"It's not just you, the two of us!"
"Oh yeah. We are, hehe weird huh."
"Many people are already fighting over millions of other sperm who want to live."
"Hey!"
"When you're alive, you even kill yourself,"
"Yes yes, they look at each other sadly."
They were really not clear at all, suddenly quarreling, arguing. Suddenly silent, sad and familiar embrace each other.
"Never mind Cu, Baku, Takbaku. Tell Grandma who is it?" her grandmother asked again, repeating.
Anila said, "It's me grandma, Anila. I'm human grandma."
His grandmother was very surprised "Oh no, human!"
"How did you guys meet humans?"
The grandmother seemed to be unable to see well anymore.
"Bring him in," said Grandma.
His two grandchildren immediately obeyed.
Baku was asked to make a warm drink. Takbaku serves food.
The grandmother stammered to explain,
"Listen to me, son, you have now arrived in the world of book magic. This is the world of books, and all books are here, son. I don't know, Grandma doesn't know how you got here. The point is, there shouldn't be humans here."
Anila gulped "Why not?"
"The Goddess of Wind hates humans so much, child"
"Goddess of wind? Anila's eyes bulged "Who is the Goddess of wind?" Anila interrupted curiously.
"The Goddess of Wind is the ruler and controller of the nature of this book, son, she hates humans. Because humans often destroy books. Humans cannot appreciate the trees planted to make books. That's why the Goddess of Wind hates humans," explained the grandmother.
Anila understands now.
"Why the Goddess of the wind, Grandma?" Anila immediately asked again
"It's a long story son, what was your name earlier?"
"Anila, Grandma,"
"Son Anila... listen. Actually there are 3 Goddesses in world power energy. However, only the Goddess of wind is able to open a book without getting the paper wet or burning. So, it was the Goddess of Wind who got this world of bookmagic.
* * * *
The wind blew hard, its vortex circled the city of books. Confirm something.
The whirlwind was very beautiful, the color was bright white, at the end of the last vortex there was a flower coil.
It was the vortex belonging to the Goddess of Wind. He never got angry or cried. His face that was etched in a swirl of twists always seemed to be smiling cheerfully. And this was the first time the Wind Goddess did not show her smile.
"Baku look out first, Grandma," said Baku.
He came back moments later.
"Grandma, the Goddess of Wind is coming Grandma, and the Goddess of Wind is not smiling, Grandma," Baku said, his breath coming out of breath.
"Not smiling?" Grandma asked frantically.
"Yes, Grandma, no."
"Isn't this a bad sign, Grandma?" asked Takbaku to join the conversation.
"Yes, this is a very bad omen. The Goddess of Wind has come out, there must be a reason behind all that. The Goddess of Wind has sensed the presence of humans in her realm."
"Is it really that dangerous, Grandma?" asked Takbaku again.
Anila was just busy in silence, listening. Still can't believe it, don't understand what really happened? Why? and why?
"This is very dangerous, son Anila." Anila turned her head blankly, looking at Grandma and her two grandchildren.
"You must not be caught, seen by the Wind Goddess. You're a good boy. I feel you really appreciate the book. In fact, I feel that you really love him."
Anila felt it was true.
"Without you knowing, you must have saved a book. Because only people who have saved a book can still live here."
Anila smirked. Wondering when he saved the book?
It didn't take long for Anila to think. Grandma told him to come back soon, before the Goddess of Wind saw him and caused trouble he wouldn't expect.
Anila said yes. "Then Anila wants to go home, Grandma," said Anila anxiously.
"Relax son, you can come. Likewise you can definitely go."
* * * *
"Anila! Anila..."
Knock knock!
Anila's mother's voice knocked loudly on the bedroom door.
"Anila! You're inside right?" her mother asked again.
"What's the matter, Mom, why are you screaming?" said Anala approaching her mother.
Ayar also came "Yes mother, what's wrong? Ayar was drinking until he choked, shocked."
"Look at your brother Yar, he hasn't left his room since this afternoon after school." Mother looked at Anala "He hasn't eaten Nal, he hasn't been out since a while, hasn't showered either." Her mother's face turned worried.
"Come here ma'am," Anala ordered her mother out of the way,
"ANILA! WAKE UP, HEH! SLEEPING TEROS!" Anala's sister's shout made Mother and Ayar cover their ears.
Bang bang bang!
The door shook violently. Banged by Anala.
"Sis Anila, you don't like being like that, you know, Sis Anila is also resentful of Sis Anala. Come here, just let Ayar," said Ayar.
"Hilih, pretentious. Go there if you can," Anala hissed lazily, looking at her sister.
"Oouuw..." Anila said shocked through the book again. Has arrived on the bed of his room.
"Sis Ay-ar, this..."
Anila realized she had been gone a long time ago.
rushed to open the door.
"Yes Ayar." Anila opened the door "Mum Sis Sis" swallowed hard, immediately pretended to be weak.
"See, sis... It's true what Ayar said,"
Anala answered with disapproving glances.
"Where have you been!" snapped Anila's mother immediately.
"Mother, Anila has been in the room all this time, she's been sleeping all this time... Aaah..." Anila acted yawning, like she was weak after waking up.
"Never mind, let's just eat mother, Anilakan really like it, CLEARLY!" Ana made a suggestion. Been very hungry since waiting.
"Come on," her mother readily agreed, turning around.
"Mother," Anila stopped her mother's steps.
"Why? Let's eat!" snorted her mother.
"Anila is full, mother," Anila said hesitantly.
"Full! When do you eat? Where to eat? When I got home from school, I didn't leave my room. What are you eating? Eat your book? Hah? How can you be full?!" Anila's mother scolded her, started to clench her fists.
"Yes-yes mother, Yes, Anila ate... Now Anila is starving...." Rushing to run to the dining table.
Sitting swallowing saliva, seeing so much food served.
"In fact, I already ate a lot there," Anila hissed quietly
"Where?" asked her sister, Anala, while chewing rice.
"Oiya, right at home, no one knows, if I left earlier," he thought
"No Sis, forget it," answered Anila.
"Sis, you haven't eaten, Sis, eating in a dream is not satisfying, you know." Ayar joined in giving advice which made Anila snort in disgust.
The dining room was filled with light laughter.
Anila tapped her stomach full, she had already finished the food at Grandma Baku and Takbaku's house. At home, I was told to eat again.
"Ouch," Anila mumbled.