ALPENIA (The Cruel Small Town)

Day Shit Naya

"Kok daydreaming? Sad again, huh?" Said Ikbal immediately took a sitting position next to Annisa.

The girl simply replied with a bland smile, as a form of hospitality.

Ikbal was silent. Give time to Annisa ready to spill all the things that block her heart. He did not want to be impressed pushy and make the girl feel more complicated.

***

Elsewhere, there was Naya who with her eyes gathered beside the tomb of the father-Sahrul. He recounts his excruciating pain, being unable to do anything when he saw the criminal who had left his father slumped to death, now wandering around in a breath of fresh air, he said, and free from punishment that should be very severe.

"Hi, Nay!"

A familiar voice sounded a little soft in her ears, making Naya turn her face to look at the sweeper.

Naya's facial expression looked a little lazy, when she found Intan smiling sweetly in front of her. When she was sad, should the girl in front of her smile like the one who laughed at her gloom?

"If you just want to make a fuss, I don't have time," Naya rejected bad prejudice, before knowing Intan's true intention to suddenly greet him. Usually, Intan will only make the day worse.

Immediately, Intan dismissed Naya's bad thoughts by sitting side by side. Unexpectedly, he rubbed the back of the girl who was crying beside him.

Intan's good attitude certainly makes Naya amazed, even he thinks if Intan has a dual personality.

"Gue doesn't know your father, but I'm sure he's a good man," Intan continued to lure Naya's attention.

"Don't let me as his son not know him. And you're right, he's a very nice person," Naya replies trying to smile when talking about the man she craves to be in her life.

"Lo's eyes are so swollen, how long do you cry?"

"Aren't you happy that I'm sad?" chirps Naya origin replied.

"We have both lost loved ones. I just went on a pilgrimage to my sister's grave. We are happy in this case, there is no way I am happy to see you crying in the tomb kayak gini," Cerocos Intan.

Naya just shrugged her shoulders. It still felt strange to see Intan's attitude changing by one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Later if you're not sad, we're enemies again, okay?" intan tried to comfort Naya.

***

After a few minutes of silence, Annisa suddenly raised her voice. "Lo know what, it feels like when all the things that have been done to change for the better, suddenly feel useless?"

Ikbal gulped, trying to laugh at Annisa's thoughts, "in this world nothing is in vain. Except the time spent on useless things."

Annisa took a deep breath, smiling at the words of the young man beside her a little funny. As he remembered it just a few days ago Ikbal still acted arbitrarily, childish, and easily ignited emotions. However, the young man now acted as an adult, "please what words come from, huh?" his jokes were trying to dispel the sadness.

Ikbal chuckled, "that's a smile. Don't frown, let alone cry."

"Who is crying? So you know!" it was Kilah Annisa who was trying to hide her tears from dozens of minutes ago, before Ikbal came to greet her.

"Lo's eyes can't lie!"

Annisa reached into the phone from her jeans pocket, trying to check her face on the dead screen, focusing on the eyes. Is that how bad the crying was? After half an hour, it still looks like a scar. However, he saw his eyes were fine, not implying he was crying.

Ikbal held back a smile, "that used to lie to the lips, not the eyes!"

The sadness that was in her heart as if leaving, Annisa finally chuckled with the crisp joke of the young man.

***

Renaldi was still riding his bike, rushing back to work to pick up a pizza order ready to be delivered. However, his attention was turned to the two girls who were mourning in one of the tombs.

He approached and immediately sat down. However, not intermittent by a long second, it suddenly fell rain that exploded all at once.

Quickly, Renaldi grabbed Intan's wrist and carried her into the girl's luxury car, leaving Naya behind, having trouble opening the umbrella she had been carrying just in case.

Seeing the sight, Naya thought. It seems like today is the unlucky day. Knowing the impartial justice, nature is now not friendly. The rain this time made his heart even more sick, seeing Renaldi who clearly did not care if he was faced with a choice with Intan. It will always be the second choice.

Naya walked quickly, trying to ignore Renaldi who was still busy talking to Intan through the car glass. Under the rain, he hoped, "help God, if You do not change the young man's feelings for me, make my feelings change for him," he said, holding back tears.

"Nay. Let's get on the bike, I'll drive you home before you get back to work!" renaldi shouted from behind the helmet, after finishing his business with Intan.

"No need. Lo go back to work immediately, then your boss gets angry again," reject Naya as cold as rainy weather at that time.

"Yes already. Then I go back to work, okay?!"

For some reason, his heart was getting eroded deeper, Renaldi's answer that seemed indifferent to him made Naya think, "try if Intan, must be persuaded or forced if necessary. Unfortunately, it's just me!"

***

Elsewhere, Ikbal decides to drive Annisa home before it rains, though it is soaked at last, as the rain has been pouring through the city, scuttering them on the way.

Annisa opened the apartment door lazily, because she was greeted by Aji who was watching television.

Seeing her shivering daughter, Aji deftly picked up a towel and gave it to Annisa.

Not dismissing, Annisa who was in need of a towel, was forced to take it violently, thwarting her father's intentions, which would initially help her dry herself.

Afterwards, the girl walked into the room nonchalantly, and cleaned herself up. Prepare to sleep, hope to have a good dream, and avoid the bad reality.

***

Day has changed to night. Ulfa who was still dumbstruck with herself began to try to understand.

"Jatiya. Are you here?" In his room, he spoke for himself.

"Yes," an old woman's voice suddenly rang out filling her head. Or rather, it was the spirit that spoke from within Ulfa.

Undeniably, the feathers of Ulfa slightly stood. He caught an awkwardness, the old woman's voice reminded him of Iswanti's voice when possessed several times.

"Don't wonder. Indeed I possessed your best friend at that time, intended to remind you to get ready. However, your best friend is very strong, so before I convey my intentions, he has kicked me out of his body."

One confusion began to be answered. Now, there is something he really wants Ulfa to do.

"Jatiya. Is it by magic that we can do anything?"

"Not everything, especially for you. You must remember, do not use force for the wrong thing!"

"I understand for that one thing. I just wanted to ask, is there a spell to find a missing person? I wanted to find Hilfa," asked Ulfa a little softly.

"certainly exists. You see it in that sacred book. You'll know what you need to do the spell. You remember, not all spells are easy and light, sometimes you have to sacrifice something to do it. The point is, don't underestimate being a witch."