peace

ENDS has the task of Montenero. Therefore, he now lives commit suicide. Suicide! That's it. Why not! He has killed three people at once. Yes, three. Santa, the person who immediately cut off the head of his father when his father refused to sign a piece of paper containing a letter of agreement to be bound by a party. Then Denta, which when the murder took place trying to silence his father's mouth so as not to scream, and Martineau who tied the rope on his father's body so that his father did not budge on his deathbed. Because of that, now, Montenero own suicide live!
"Good evening, Montenero. We recommend that you first tomb of the third body was fine! After that, it's up!" Inner Montenero said, struggling.
"Yes, grave yet! So, farewell!" side of inner selfhood another Montenero said.
Indeed Montenero did not need menjumput diverse wisdom to immediately bury the bodies. Anyway, pembantaiannya task was over. And by itself, grudge that dwells in him paid off shortchanged.
"But, you should have enough sense not to let human corpses were lying just because you killed! Pity their bodies lay! Supposedly if they quickly become food menggiriskan maggots in the soil. Not being soft food for the fly- green flies! " Dagger, who had been stabbed chest Santa, Denta, and Martineau respectively six times, which seems very out Montenero inner revolt, joined spoke.
Montenero sighed. Squirm."Ah, right. It should be. Now, you should be able to free your mind of wishful thinking about revenge. Remember, the three bodies it has become a meaningless piece of meat. Must be buried! You must change the mindset that is so ridiculous that, Montenero , "cecar a sword, which he planned to use also for the kill, but Santa, Denta, and Martineau was quite dead just select it with a Dagger.
"Oh yes. Yes. I remember it now. You have to prepare a lot of courage for you to be not mute in attitude. Do not be like when you're going to kill! You hunjamkan me to the third chest with trembling body. Now, for the third bury the corpse, There need not doubt that culminate pulse trembling body, breathing heavily, panting voice, and the cold sweat dripping out. All of that should be changed. Immediately! "
Montenero glanced at his watch. Tens of minutes or less three crowing cock shock going to explode. He has taken away the cold sweat which slowly but surely began to flood the face and hands.
"Quick to do! Courage has come into its own. Do it!"Morning breeze rustling. The watch is ticking. Montenero pale. Limp. What is said by the Dagger and Sword is true. No other policies in the morning that day except for burial. Of course, the funeral with all its feasibility. There is incense, flowers, fabric wrapping the corpse, and must be courage. For the latter, about the courage that few possess already Montenero. However, for incense, flowers, and also a torn piece of cloth wrapping the corpse? Or, the thought of a torn piece of cloth wrapping the corpse was no longer needed?
"Ah, so many considerations you! Take a hoe! Dig up the soil enough to bury the three bodies at once. Quick! What are you waiting, huh?! Come on, give it to Santa feasibility death, Denta, and Martineau. At least, that their spirits could a little laughter in the afterlife there. Montenero Quick! Time to stay a while! There are still other tasks that should you pelvis to create history. History, Montenero! Do not play games! Quick! Come on, dong. Hurry! "
Montenero silent. Riveted. He actually does not need to consider anything else except the three bodies were buried immediately as neat as possible, so that morning was not in vain because the scraped-match dog. So, you're done! Scratched new history. His father died very pathetic with his head severed from his body, rewarded already. Despite the death of Santa, Denta, and Martineau is not perfect like the death of his father, but at least the dead. That's it. Because only the rest of the courage that he had. Incidentally it is also dead, is not it? Tuntaslah story of her mother who always made an impression in the memory and always makes people think and behave as closely as sableng.
Montenero decided to take a hoe. Dagger and Sword laugh. Make Montenero back upset, being in a cage of confusion. Sweat dripping from his body again. His hands were trembling again. With a yell as loudly as possible, Montenero slammed hoe who had clutched tightly in his hand. Means courage a little lost, is not it? Perhaps even disappear altogether? Dagger and Sword confusion. Both are pale. Motivation what must be injected to raise awareness of the courage Montenero before sunrise?
"I could no longer do anything. I have finished my job. ... I've created. Uh .... It should not you menghimpitku with the little things that would set me up on this kind of guilt!" in a voice full of trembling, as if gripped by fear whatever, Montenero spoke.
"O .... You think of little things, Montenero? Should've been refusing to use to kill you if you think burial was a small thing, trivial. O .... I can only strike to kill you even if ultimately indecisive attitude of this kind! You know, Montenero. I can change back your courage to kill. I could suddenly stabbed himself in front of your chest Santa, Denta, and Martineau. Bastards! dog, you! "
Montenero transfixed. The atmosphere around the place was crawling silent massacre. Montenero blingsatan repeatedly. Montenero constantly wiping the sweat dripping down his face wet. And seconds kept ticking. Occasionally he was scratching his head as he paced back and forth. Dagger and Sword was just looking at it. Could be, Dagger and Sword was already running out of words to motivate Montenero. Occasionally he saw the motionless body of Santa, Denta lying coiled like a snake, and Martineau that if the note is sharp peak was even smiling at pain of death.
"How, Montenero? How? I'm still able to make the guts for you.'s Not too late, and will never be late. I'm still patient with the Sword."
"How?" Montenero harass asked to himself."Whatever!""How, Dagger?""Whatever! How about you, Montenero? Still can you hear me? Ok. You can still work with the third body was rapidly growing fine. Take it hoe. Keduklah ground immediately. Bury them as comfortable as possible. Ah, the month that soon going to angslup it also must approve and look at you with a sense of satisfaction. Perhaps he going to give congratulations to you. Why should you get stuck on a sense of doubt? Come on, I'm always behind you! "
Aih, chicken has crowed shouted. Although the new cock crowed, the circumstances surrounding the massacre had been a bright spot. Meruapkan air freshness. Montenero late. He has not made the calculations for the rush to want to stick a dagger sent away to a chest which has now been filled Montenero gebalau confusion, stupidity, anger, and God knows what else, is also intended for anyone else either. Montenero really limp, lost courage, either create a new history of stroke or not.