BLOODLETTING

Dreamtime

"Grandfather?" Alika with a usually very cheerful smile softly and immediately went into the grandfather's room.

"Yes son!" Jaka seemed to be reading on his bed with a big smile staring at the open door and his little grandson.

"Grandpa said he liked the tomb of Jajang's grandfather? Can't Alik come?" Alika immediately rushed over and hugged the grandfather.

"Yes, why did you want to go there?" asked the grandfather astonished at his granddaughter's attitude.

"Well out the cake nightmare, really rush! I want to miss cake!" Alika was excited to tell her dream that night to make it difficult to fall asleep.

"Of course, please listen!" the grandfather who was used to hearing complaints Alika, he also allowed his grandson to tell stories.

"Look, last night I had a really strange dream, the dream seemed to be real and very clear, whether this is the effect of the grandfather story or not but this dream is very strange cake. Here's the story..." Alika started to tell her strange dream.

...***...

The thunders of thunder shook the horizon, the night sky was dark with clouds in the sky with rays of lightning flashing.

"If there was a time for us to meet again, I would embrace the world and embrace the warmth of the sun!" the voice that arrived was heard but it was not clear who was speaking.

"It may be that night may be dark and day may I see you, sister!" an old hut with a light beam from a small oil torch illuminated.

"If time can turn back, I regret letting you be your own sister!" said a man who now clearly saw the old veins in his hand rubbing an old painting with a beautiful and charming woman.

"When my time comes, can we be with you. My longing now torments me My love has been exhausted and destroyed, our dreams have been realized dear!" look at the old man and wipe the painting later.

(A memory suddenly flashed in Alika's head as if she had entered into a book near the man).

The initial view of a typical tropical forest is clearly displayed in the upuk eyes of Alika, seen monkeys swaying in the trunk of a tree that seemed to merge carrying it in a beautiful place.

A meadow with flowers bloomed and a man seemed to be waving.

The man's eyes looked beautifully bright brown and moon-like white, black hair with a look that seemed to mimic conscience.

"I..?" Alika seemed to wake up in the dream was holding her white hand with a beautiful dress dangling to the ground, a flower appeared engraved on her wrist.

His legs felt light as if hovering close to the man, but a voice seemed to vibrate his soul, behind him appeared Ipung who was crying out.

"Alika stop!" said Ipung and immediately fired a gun at Alika but the man who asked her to come closer like hovering and blocking the bullet with his body.

"She..!" alika shouted and ran towards the man and directly hugged him tightly.

"Tu.tung.gu.. A.li.ka!" said the man was brick with blood in his white coat which is now blushing.

Alika's vision suddenly blurred and saw the man who was still in his arms but with the morning turned into night, the heat seemed to hit Alika's face and orange color was clearly displayed there.

A very strange sight was seen where besides the man in his arms now saw many women who died, countless baby babies piled up in front of Alika's face.

It appears Ipung is still in his position as if shooting at women and then the picture disappears and turns into a burning village.

Smoke appears to be billowing into space, innocent human lives appear to drift away from the body, but the man in his arms disappeared somewhere.

"Gue will definitely protect you deck!" suddenly the figure of his brother was in front of his eyes and suddenly then milling back and the time changed back to morning.

...***...

"Good" said Alika later, and made the grandfather curious. Rarely did his granddaughter tell such a strange dream.

"Sleep after istiqoroh huh?" guess his grandfather but without hesitation Alikapun nodded.

"Then what are your options?" ask the old man again to Alika.

"What is clear, Alik wants to join my brother first to Kuningan want to go to school there and want to make mamah equally proud of Alik, especially grandfather, especially grandfather, but remember grandpa don't be naughty at the same time grandma ya!" alika says she wants her grandfather.

"A bad grandpa, really?" the grandfather chuckled as he got a reprimand from his granddaughter and pinched Alika's pointed nose.

"Such a cake!" alika said and immediately kissed her grandfather's cheek until the mischief of his granddaughter after his grandfather always lost to Alika.

Alika chuckled when she saw her grandfather who had lost to her, it was a dream that was actually not that short but very long.

...***...

After the hand was engraved on Alika's neck she looked towards the front and saw the sight of flowers blooming.

It was as if being lulled in the comfort of the embrace she felt behind her Alika was swept away in the melody and embellished the flower that was blown by the wind.

The melodious voice of the man behind him was able to cool his heart, a song that Alikapun never heard sounded very delicious in his ears.

"My longing groans, gray moans.." so the song quotes that seemed to keep ringing in Alika's ears.

"Who are you..?" lirih Alika but her body could not look at the man who was now holding her, not the answer given but a gust of wind seemed to take the man away from her.

And sure enough when Alika turned to look at the man, she seemed as if she would have started to disappear in a gust of wind, she said, tightness and pain felt alika because he could not meet a foreign man who could make it comfortable.

"Who are you!" yelled Alika until as if her breath was tight and tears were flowing, her sweat fell down to a breeze like a breeze hit her body and that's when Alika woke up from her sleep.

When I saw Ipung from behind the window Alika felt a tremendous tightness as if the dream was really real.

If indeed it is a clue, then he should stay away as much as possible from Ipung, and if indeed they are paired, of course God will unite his love.

Maybe the suggestion of the dream managed to shift a little direction from the view of Alika and her age was still fairly young, she still wanted to enjoy life and joy, she never wanted to marry young.

Alikapun's decision has been round to join the brother, if indeed he and Ipung are not united again maybe he is not his match.

Such a resigned form is needed in a relationship so that when we experience failure the feeling of disappointment will not feel so big.

Everything in this world belongs solely to God and everything is just a deposit, that is what strengthens Alika's determination.

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