CONFINEMENT

CH 90 - PITUTUR SANG NABE

Sariwati was still sitting dumbstruck in the hallway of Dauh, her eyes blankly staring through the leaves of the Japanese tree in front of her.

His clasped hand still held the Muhibbin note that Arsana had given him, slowly opened and read back the piece. Temple by temple did not escape his sight.

'Remember, I'm telling you about a news story that might make our days no longer the same as they were yesterday or before.

I'm sending this letter to Arsana's blister to let you know what's happening to me and to my family.

Mallets,

Mother, Madam Yu Cahaya and Ajik Nengah are currently dead, while my sister Sekar and Raya when you received this letter was still in a state of unconsciousness with the terrible condition of the victims of people I do not know who.

But my feeling is that it was the actions of people who did not want our relationship and what I feared from the beginning, it has finally happened.

It's true that I love you, it's true that this feeling will never change for you, but if what I suspect and fear leads to your family, then I will not be able to forgive my stupidity and my mistakes to the effect of a pralaya on my family.

Maybe right now I'm the one who grieves the most on this earth, you know I only have them and for your sake I risk my family's life, maybe this sounds naive and you know how I am.

Knowing you is the most beautiful gift of my life but also the toughest one I have ever experienced.

Wati, I'll be right back and when I come, I'll take you home to your parents, I don't want everything to get tangled up and drawn out.

Enough of this loss I experienced, I will face this as my consequence even though my life is at stake. I don't want to repeat the mistake back, taking you away without your parents knowing is a mistake we shouldn't have done.

But rice has become porridge and I have to do what I should have done from the beginning.

Please understand.

From the one who loves you so much '

With a gloomy face, Sariwati digested word for word from the letter sent by Muhibbin.

Sighing deeply, the girl seemed to be stuck with what she was reading.

Sariwati's eyes again glazed over, folded the letter and saw the girl rise from where she was.

"If I wasn't Harsuto's blood, maybe this wouldn't have happened."

"Whatever all this is I am the cause, if I am not selfish and force my will, the Muhibbin family will not bear all this."

"Sir Habsari!"

"Yes, I'm sure it's Habsari's sister."

"Really outrageous!" for Sariwati in her heart, the girl looks riled up and in the sekanya tears that continue to melt on her cheeks.

"I have to go back to my father's house immediately, I have to ask for justice for all these events."

"This must have been Habsari's brother." muttered the girl back.

Step into her foot into the room, Sariwati was seen starting to pack her things, no matter how long she returned out to the main hall with a bundle in her hands.

Right in front of the door of the main building Asram Manuaba his steps stopped, his hand raised about to knock on the door in front of him, but Sariwati held it back and pulled her hand back, doubt seething in her heart. His daydream evaporated as a voice greeted him.

"Come in!"

"How long will you stand in front of that door." an old man's voice rang out from inside the room.

With a slow step and a bowed face Sariwati entered the main room which was none other than the worship room where Resi Giri Waja was located.

"I'm sorry for the nights disturbing Father Resi." said Sariwati lirih when in front of the Galuh banjar religious leader.

An old man sat cross-legged facing a statue of Narayana with a few pots of tulation flowers on his left right and incense that was still burning behind Sariwati, the old man turned his body and faced the girl in front of him.

"Where are you going, Ni Mas?"

"Are you leaving this place?" asked the old man to the girl who was still glued with her face bowed before him.

"You're leaving after all this?" said Sang Resi back, his shady eyes looked at Sariwati who was still silent.

"I'm confused, Father Resi."

"Either why all this happened to me and Muhibbin" said Sariwati lirih, from the corner of her eyes dripping clear circles with the accompaniment of a sobbing that she could not hold.

Resi Giri Waja got up from her seat, she approached the girl and invited her to sit in the porch of the main hall. The old man sighed and took the box of betel and betel on the table, his wrinkled hands were seen concocting the thing he was holding and chewing on it.

"Once again I ask you, Ni Mas."

"Is your decision to leave your lover unanimously?" ask the Rishis back.

"Ni Mas, I just want to tell you that in making a decision we must be clear to look inside us" said Resi Giri Waja break the silence of the night.

"Humans live with feelings but sometimes in order to fulfill their obligations one has to suppress his feelings." continued the old man.

"When the mind abides by lust, the peace of the soul is lost. Like the wind that carries the ship on the water."

"A person who cannot control his passions will not have the mind, nor will he have the ability to concentrate. Without concentration there is no peace and without peace how can happiness be obtained?"

"Rather than trying to change this life, just adapt yourself to change things as the only path to success and happiness." Resi Giri Waja told the girl in front of him.

Sariwati was still silent with tears on her cheeks, the girl's face was more and more bowed in.

"Bringing hundreds of bonds of desire, drifting away in the whirlpool of lust and anger."

"Do you know what the future holds? things can always change, Ni Mas."

"If you do not like the reflection of the appearance on the glass then the wrong thing is not the glass but the appearance."

"Sometimes someone's actions hurt others, so we have to be in control."

"The river that holds the dirt will throw it into the sea. Bestow upon Him all suffering, troubles that weigh themselves, and so on, the Almighty, and He will stand by him."

"Don't try to know the future, do your best for the present. Do not try to know the plan of the almighty. If we foresee the future then only uncertainties are what we get."

At length Sang Resi gave the pitutur to Sariwati and the girl was still drowning in her sobs.

"I'm confused, Father Resi."

"It's as if all the trouble never stopped approaching us both."

"I love Muhibbin more than I love my own life, Father Resi."

"But it seems like fate always wounds us."

"The incident that befell the Muhibbin family, a little bit I was the cause" said Sariwati lirih in tears.

Resi Giri Waja just smiled at what the daughter of the Governor of the Coast Country said. The religious leader of Banjar Galuh said again.

"Destiny doesn't need an invitation."

"Apps can only be fertilized by water not milk, not even milk can do what water does."

"When a tree survives a storm, it will survive to protect its branches. When the leaves start yellowing the leaves will fall off on their own."

"Even the one who cuts down the tree and burns it, the person will keep the fruit safe."

"Learn to be strong in all circumstances."

"Where there is bonding there will be resistance, where there is resistance there will be victory, where there is life there must be love."

"When things get tough, someone will feel pain."

"Fear comes from the human heart itself. Fear is imagination."

"Your destiny is an accumulation of all your decisions. One decision can change your destiny as a human being and it can change the future."

"Now it's up to your decision, Ni mas."

"I can only give you my view that you might be able to digest and practice in your life." The stare of the Sariwati.

"I'm going home, Father Rishi."

"I will ask my father to give justice to what Muhibbin and his family experienced" said Sariwati lirih.

Back smile adorned the shady face of Resi Giri Waja.

"If that's your decision, do it."

"Later before dawn go with Arsana, she'll take you all the way to town."

"Now rest first, you look very tired, I will continue to meditate again." said Resi Giri Waja while getting up and re-entering the worship room.

Sariwati just looked at the back of the old man in white clothes from where she was.

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