A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED

SIX MONTHS OF HEAT COUNTED TWO WEEKS OF RAIN

The Odd Semester Test has Arrived!!!

Ichi prepared everything that was required. Azizah has been warning since a week ago to prepare everything related to the activity.

"Well, if you don't get a champion!" threaten Azizah again with a grim face to emphasize to the child that he is not messing with his threat.

"Oh, what's the max? Umi's son was forced to use the machine?!" tangkis Ichi with annoyed mimic.

"Just like Umi knows, you can solve all the subjects completely!!!" the mother insisted.

"You ah!" sahut Ichi melengos and re-open the book.

Azizah left Ichi alone. The woman prefers to busy herself listening to the show On The Spot on Trans-7 Broadcast. While Ichi again struggled with his textbook.

...******...

But as serious as Ichi, still the subject matter learned is not all nyungsep in the head. What is, the girl even more do not remember what material she learned that night.

The girl cursed in her heart, condemning the ability of her brain that sometimes does not comply with the commands of the heart. He just hopes, every test will not be hit by the stagnation of brain work in re-digging information that is hunted to the thick crusts of the mind that are not important.

The girl clucked in annoyance whenever she found out the matters that were twitching her head. If the dizziness is caused by nervous system disorders due to weak immunity, it is possible that Ichi will clot it by consuming various vitamins and supplements. But this disorder is caused by the buildup of brain work activities that have not had time to refresh so that the searching process has a downsteram so that the expected answers appear in the mind sometimes immediately lost or difficult to find.

Ichi even had time to massage the forehead in the hope that the nervous system that might be connected to the temporal lobe in the cerebral region will work more actively spur to dig back memory about learning overnight.

The day was carried out Ichi with great tension because the subjects in the madrasah tsanawiyah were somewhat different from the subjects taught in junior high school. the number of fields of study of religious education and ethics alone has been divided into five, the field of study of language and literature, the addition of English and Arabic, plus unique subjects that are only found in the Alkhairaat area, of course, make the burden of Ichi's brain which is still capable of several terabytes have to race harder than before.

But basically, Ichi is trying to fulfill his mother's wishes. The anger of the mother will affect her life in the future. The ease of gaining access to a device depends on how high it performs in learning.

It's like a hot expression six months removed two weeks of rain. The hard work and effort during this one semester will be decided from the results of his exam for two weeks. Ichi really did not want to be defeated slowness of his own brain sensors because of the strain of reading questions that immediately dimmed his spirit to compete on that day.

...*******...

Rusli stepped quickly down the hallway of the building. He wanted to find someone in that place. The man arrived in a room. Tapped it.

"Come in.." said someone loudly behind the room.

Rusli opened the door and stepped in and found the parobaya man sitting behind his large work desk.

"Tumben you appear here." said the parobaya man while leaning his back against the back of a high chair.

"There's something I want to ask Papa" Rusli said with a flat face.

The man furrowed his brows observing the look on his son's face. "What's wrong with you?"

"Is Papa familiar with the gang of people dressed in black hoodie jackets?" ask Rusli.

"Yes, but Papa is not in a working relationship with them" replied the parobaya man.

"Does the leader wear a skull mask?!" fish Rusli again.

"If it is, Papa doesn't know." said the man again. "What's wrong?"

"They're called The Darkest. The group was very hard to find because they were moving in the shadows" the man said. "But you don't have to worry. Papa's gonna try all kinds of ways to meet their leader."

"I hope Papa can find them within two weeks." Pinta Rusli.

"Can. Papa will try." replied the man then stood up and circled the table, approaching his son. "What about your job?" ask the man.

"Oh, if that's the case, Papa don't have to question" Rusli said with a smile. "Pomalango Mining's son, already got the base there. I think we can shift the position of Buana Asparaga Mining in the Mount Pani area."

"Don't brag you." said the parobaya man. "Buana Asparaga belongs to the Lasantu family that has a strong foundation. Gunung Pani mine is only one of the octopus branches of his company."

"But I'm sure, Pa.." said Rusli with enthusiasm.

"Don't disturb the territory of Buana Asparaga." pinta parobaya man. "I don't want Adnan Lasantu to be bothered by our presence in Pohuwato. He can send an Endrawan to destroy our mining company there."

"Is that how he is?" asked Rusli furrowing his brows.

"I don't know." said the parobaya man. "But, Endrawan has connections with underground cabal that could cause even more damage if he so desires."

"We must find the Darkest group to compensate for the shadow power of Buana Asparaga." Rusli said with a smile.

The parobaya man pondered for a moment then nodded then. "good. Papa will try."

"That's what I was waiting for from Papa's answer." Rusli said with a smile and then turned to leave the room.

"Eh, where are you going?" ask the parobaya man. "Our talk is not finished."

Rusli turned to look at his father again. "What else?"

The parobaya man stepped again near his son. His gaze was flat yet full of an intimidating aura typical of an entrepreneur.

"Papa heard you were in a relationship with a Pohuwato woman named Asna" the man said. He tilted his head for a moment staring at Rusli. "You like it?"

"Not really, Pa." said Rusli. "He's just my show."

"Display? Beware Rus. If anything happens to that woman, you will be held accountable." the man scolded.

"Don't worry Pa." said Rusli soothingly. "He will not ask for responsibility. I made sure it was to papa."

"Yes! That's your job!" said the parobaya man while pointing his index finger at Rusli then turned back to his desk while Rusli turned back to leave the room.

The smile no longer disappeared from his face. A little more, he will carry out his plan.

...*****...

I felt something unusual that day. Suddenly he was sick and felt unwell. His head is not artificial. His feelings start to play.

Is... whether...

The woman was afraid to think about the end of her thinking. That must have been terrible. Very horrid.[]