Lelembut

Fog fell to the surface of Max's skin. It felt like millions of needles piercing mercilessly. Max started shivering when he just closed his eyes. He was determined to use the demon-killing meditation to pass that fog test. A few seconds after trying to concentrate, he heard a whisper in his ear. Whispers of women softening the inhabitants of the fog. She has a name. Her name is Lelembut.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't a prince not come to this place alone? Where are your followers? Ah, have you lost a follower?``

That voice hugged Max.

"Waw... Your smell is so good," said Lelembut.

"What if you stay here forever? Your scent and aura can give color to this place. The hermits are always in the cave, even though they also have interesting colors, if they all come out, this place will look different," said Lelembut, which was then followed by laughter.

"Not only is it beautiful, but there will also be an interesting show, whoever sets foot here will immediately absorb the poison," softened its voice again in Max's ear.

"You know that right... The hermits are very poisonous. They speak with forked tongues, can make all creatures fear themselves, then kill themselves, the first does not even need to use fangs to kill, they do not need to use poison, but if they come to use poison, end the history of all creatures. Hey... You didn't hear me?" that woman, Lelembut used her index finger to touch Max's neck.

"Humm..... Your neck looks good," she licked.

"Ah! You!" she let go of her arms and with a furious face, she walked away from Max. Melianor left a mark on Max's neck, the mark recognizable to the gentle creature.

Lelembut spun around forming a white whirlwind because of her body consisting of thick fog. She moved up until it penetrated the density of the bamboo tree, then swooped down like an eagle would catch its prey from the surface of the water. The angry Lelembut moved her hands to strangle Max's neck.

"You're still in touch with her! Just die here!"

The softener strangled Max's neck. Her white eyes glared at Max's closed eyes. The woman softened her jaw. Her bulging white face turned hardened into ice. Max didn't respond in the slightest.

"I hated that woman, from then till now!" she said softly, with her teeth rolling.

"I don't understand why you hate her, Lelembut," Max spoke calmly.

Hearing the response from Max who wasn't worried in the slightest, Lelembut tightened her grip.

"You hate without knowing why?" Max continued.

Lelembut observed Max's face. For a while, her grip loosened.

"Because we've been competing for a long time. I'll make you stay here, forever!"

"I'm sorry, but I have more important business as the son of the Hell Dog," Max said firmly.

The woman let go of her grip when she heard Max's firmness. She spun around watching Max. From head to toe. Then she stopped right in front of Max. She extended her index finger to Max's chest.

"Humm, you are indeed his son, therefore I want you here, but alright, I will let you do your duty. Even so, I like them, so you have to work hard to get them to come with you."

"I know you must immediately claim they are yours and won't just give them back, so tell me where they are and I'll persuade them."

"You just have a lot of doubts, how can you do it. Just leave them here, I'll protect them."

"No. If the Rang Rang is sad, it will be bad as a result."

"You're just thinking about them? You don't think about me? I want to have friends here too!"

"You have hermits."

The woman's eyes were squinting.

"They're always underground," she grumbled. "Nobody wants to play with me," she suddenly cried. Therefore, the energy of depression immediately filled the place. The bamboo tree that had been as if it was dead responded to her tears. Quickly, voices like women nagging replied. They are like they are accusing Max as the culprit of the world's injustice on the soft woman.

"Why was I created like this?" the soft woman roared.

Max took a deep breath and breathed it through his mouth. The warm air coming out of his lungs slowly stopped the female's roar. Lelembut looked at Max. She then enjoyed the smell of Max's breath.

Lelembut face which was once pale white with shades exceeding gradually had sparked. A molecule of warm air touched her arm. She felt the warmth given by Max.

"Can you come here every day?"

"No," Max replied, firmly.

Lelembut felt disappointed, but she finds out Max has a lot of work to do.

"How about once a year? Once a year, I'll stay calm. If you don't come, I'll turn the whole world into ice. I want to feel this warmth again, even if it's only once a year, I'll be patient."

"If I gave it regularly once a year, what would you give to the world?"

Lelembut thought.

"Fertility, I can also make the soil fertile, the water becomes full of oxygen, the air is clean, the fierce fire becomes soft."

"In other words, will you maintain the existence and balance of the forest?"

The soft woman nodded. Then, Max considers the advantages of the soft woman's offer.

Lelembut was getting thicker above the ground level of the Hutan Bambu Gila. Max took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly through his mouth. That intense process created the reincarnation of energy within him. His body warmed up and his mind was calmer even though he was facing Lelembut.

"You must keep your promise," said the soft woman. Both of her palms were attached to both of Max's cheeks. Her hands were white over the corpse and cold as ice. The worst combination was that every breath exhaled by the woman was as cold as a gust of snow.

The ice sticks to Max. He felt the weight of his shoulders already like being occupied by more than two Lelembut. Max's face and lips were filled with lumps of ice as Lelembut kissed him in such away. Max's head had almost turned into an ice sculpture.

"You're warm, speaking for who you are, you're not even hiding your true feelings for Prith from me. I don't like her, we're different worlds, she's among the shadows of the power of the three worlds, she bears many slices, like you, while I'm very clear, in the underworld, one world, one place, one power," Lelembut sighed.

"I'm so eager to break the bond between you and her. I understand why you prefer her despite making a promise to me here. Your heart belongs to her, isn't it? Prith or Melianor," Lelembut, chuckled, she had almost mocked Melianor.

"The nickname that man gave her was even very different from that given to me, didn't those two names sound even warm, even odd? To me, the man pinned the nickname Halimun. I'm Halimun, you think that name suits me?" Lelembut looked at Max deeply, as if that way, she would soon get a sweeter nickname.

"Lelembut," she spelled carefully.

"Doesn't that feel very cold? My power will always lead them astray. What can I do, that's how I am, so I accept the name. At least that's their expression of acceptance of my existence, it's better than not being considered at all. It sounds comfortable to me, you know, every time I come, people are cold, hoping I'm gone soon, they throw me away, it hurts, but I'm used to it until now. I wonder why the universe needs creatures like me, which are cold, that cause fear in people, strangely I like my job," she said as she continued to hold Max.

"Because I am aware of my duty, I am aware of my form, I am also aware of my strength, and because I love this garden, so I ignore all words, humans are also part of this garden, so I accept their existence, while I continue to exist as myself. Well, since I've worked so hard, I want you to be my gift once a year. Come to my place and hang out with me," said Lelembut and then attached her lips to Max's lips that had almost become ice.

At that moment, with the power of consciousness at hand, Max took a breath. He could feel the Lelembut lips on his lips. Inevitably, he felt an icy-cold lip, but he didn't want to waver.

The soft woman pulled her lips and still with her gentle gaze on Max, she looked at both of Max's still closed eyes.

"You know how to deal with me very well. I'll let you go now and let you do your job when I make the answer I want. It's not interesting to force you. You don't want to waste time here, do you? You also know, if I'm too long at ground level, the entire ground surface on earth can be covered by me, and you know for sure what the consequences will be on life. It wasn't a pleasant sight either. I don't like to lose something that makes me happy."