There was no one around. But, Laluba could felt the presence of another creatures from different world, a higher dimension. She called for protection from the Creator of the Universe, but she could also hear another voice mocked her.
"Such a traitor, eh? You were a good friend, but since tonight, the world will remember you as the betrayer."
There was also hundreds of voices of mocking her, in the form of all familiar voices of family members and friends. This was the risk of being a witch, always prone to other's voice, no matter what they said.
The voices did not stay for too long as she shifted her focus to listen to the whisper of the moon. If there were certain quietness, her ritual could start. The only voices that could be heard was just her own heart beats, divided into two distinctive voices, the one that support her, and the other that against her. Both were yelling. But, Laluba got used to it since she had not learn to speak yet. There were two forces inside her, the force to destroy and the force to build a harmony. The elders said, ther are two wolves inside any human being. The good wolf, causing peace and benevolent actions. The bad wolf, causing chaos and any malevolent actions.
White and Black. Good and bad. A witch did not see it the way other people did. It was never white or black, good or bad. Everything is a combination of 'and' and how to use it. And under the meekness of the moon who hide herself, the bad wolf howled inside her heart. Her blood boiled. It brought back all the memory she tried to repressed. The truth she hide. The lie exposed from Talita's mouth.
"It was never her. It was me."
She listened to the lie in a careful manner. The kiss, between her man and another girl she called a bestfriend, a part of her inner cirle that she had been protected from evey ghosts in the forest even when she did not know that only a witch could do that. She casted away the female ghosts, the half human half animal spirits who devoured every living human's energy, and kept four of them safe and happy, but all she got as a form of payment was a lie. She was furious when she confronted Talita. How could she be so sure of her own lie? Surely, Talita's background was a proof. She loved spice things up. But, in term of love, how could she be so sure?
Laluba tried to feel her, but, alas! Her own jealousy trapped her. Instead of reading Talita, she entangled into Alma's feeling. Double the jealousy! Double the shock wave!
She could felt the jealousy first. The sharp electrical wave tored her hearts into thousand pieces. It was too strong for her to handle that she almost choked herself to an unnecessary bursting of anger. But then, it passed, just like any other emotions. The great jealousy turned into a warm pure live. And, she understood Alma. She fell for Raja. That was that. The feelings were pure and sincere, although the sexual lust were also there. In the face of such an intense feings, she made a promise she knew she would never kept.
"I will talk to Raja."
She would. She had. But it was not about Alma. It was about her and Raja. It was about them. Laluba could not chew the lie Talita told her about how Talita and Raja kissed in their sacred and secret space, she was dwelling in a fucked up emotional state, caught up between her own anger and disgust if the lie, she decided to invite Raja into the sacred space. She let him, not only to touch her, but also to absorb all of her essence, and drank from her fountain till the last drop. Her fear disappearead. Her awkwardness melted. There were only Raja's warm kisses, traced all over her body, prepared her for her first time. Something wild inside her was awakened, an animal begging for him to stay, to move in the same rhythm, to become one. There were no words, at the beginning, only a grasp for a fresh breath. Then, pain. Then, a deep moaning.
"I love you."
"We will be together for eternity."
And, there she was, working for their eternity. Un the darkness, Laluba smelled for the exact place where she lied naked, on the top of Raja's body ehile her man gasping in awe, seeing her naked breast. The energy was still there, hot as fire, made her want to touch herself. She could not help, but trying to take a deep breath to neutralize herself, to watch her own memory in a calm manner. Touching herself is a oart if tge ritual, but she could not do it in a rush. She had to get back to her body's natural rhythm as slow possible while reciting the mantra to attach her own soul to Raja.
"How could i do this?"
She closed her eyes, and dwell into her ownself. At first, there were nothing vut the dark, but then her fingers moved slowly to her different body parts, whike her mouth chanting the mantra. She carressed herseof carefully, in a slow motion. Although it fekt different from Raja's touch, it gave her the same sensation. Her body became warm. She could smell her own sweat… And as she kept chanting the mantra, she could feel herself entering Raja's dream, a landscape of his soul. He was naked. She was naked. Their body had been looking for each other.
"We were born for each other, Raja, and you would never let me go."
"We will be together for eternity."
She became Raja. Her fingers became his. Her breath became his. She explored her own body like she was a hunter seeking for a deer's teritory, ready to shoot the arrows. Raja was the hunter, and she was a sweet deer. She captivated him, but he was the one who successfully trapped her, making her his own. As she felt the wave of heat from her body ready to explode, she called her man's name.
"Raja."
Miles away from the forest, Raja, in his sleep reach a mutual explosion, and called Laluba's name. Knowing that, Laluba smiled. They are one.