GRUDGE the Love of Two Worlds

Jin

"flower?" The swarming swoops to see the flowers.

"Yes, it's." The flower leaves Angga confused.

"What dream is it." sorry to see the left right, which turned out everyone was awake and praying at dawn.

Angga woke up immediately, headed for the bathroom and immediately ablaze. The still troubled eyes were again surprised when they saw someone standing in the bathroom of the house.

"Astaghfiullah!" Angga held his chest.

"Sorry Mas Angga" he said, looking polite.

"Why are you here, who told you to stay here?" Angga closed the bathroom door and crossed his chest talking to Joko.

"There is no Mas Angga, I myself want to be here" he said lowered his head.

Angga grew increasingly upset at hearing the same call several times.

"Mas Angga, Mas Angga! I know neither." Angga got rid of Joko who is human. Wash your face and throw away before ablution.

But it was strange to see Joko covering her face.

"You're Jin, don't be pretentious to close your face when you like it." upset Angga did not care about Joko.

"I don't like Mas Angga, I like the same smell that lives." replied Joko silently in the corner of the wall.

"There are no flowers here, no one is alive. It's also in the back, Flower's chicken. Go away, don't bother!" drive Angga to Joko.

"I can look for myself, I don't want to eat Tiara's."

Angga turned around and looked at Joko from head to toe. And that made Joko wrong many times.

"You like my niece?" tanya Angga stared intently.

Joko smiled with a red face, getting more misbehaved, pitting her index finger.

"You'd better go all the way before I hit you. Don't bother my niece." Angga looks angry.

"I'm not bothering Mas Angga. The oath!" He raised two fingers to the same level as his face.

"With you always here alone is disturbing, it is not good Jin always follows humans. Tiara can be weak and sick if you always approach her. Negative energy will surround him, weaken his mind and heart, he will have difficulty merging with his fellow human friends because you always whisper the most comfortable thing for Tiara so that he always feels more comfortable alone. It makes him isolated, he has no friends, he is estranged and eventually turns around preferring to enjoy his solitude, not believing in anyone because you are also always whispering, telling someone bad intentions to him, even the little thing he would know, his heart would guess the bad thoughts of a friend to him. And it's because of you."

"Isn't that nice Mas Angga? I always look after her." said Joko.

"You look after him because you love him. Over time you won't be able to control your own feelings when she grows up. I don't want you to make Tiara's life any different because of you. How nice of you to like your fellow jinn in nature, aren't there very beautiful women more than my niece's Tiara?" Angga looked at Joko full of hope, no need to fight with the jin bucin.

"They are beautiful, but they can turn scary." replied Joko lowered her head at Angga's words.

"Keep you're so handsome?" annoyed Angga was lazy to talk again, he remembered the day was getting late and the dawn was almost gone. "For you, I'm late for prayer."

"Joko did not say anything about Mas Angga." with his face bent.

Angga did not care, leaving him alone in the bathroom.

"Basic iprit, it usually makes people careless." Angga nagged when he saw the window open. The day was bright, even so he continued to pray.

"Uncle's breakfast." Tiara approached Angga after the young man said his greetings and moved on.

"Yes Tiara is beautiful, are we having breakfast together?" Angga hugged the seven-year-old.

He smiled happily, hugged Angga back and looked at the young man's face. "Tiara misses you" he said.

"Uncle also misses." answered Angga then carried the little girl towards the dining table.

"Let it go, after all, when I get home in two years." Angga then sat the little girl close to him.

A lively, pleasant breakfast, after Gibran's departure, their home was always quiet.

"Flower, for a while you stay at Mom's house." Angga opened a chat in the middle of the breakfast.

Flowers looked at Angga, he was a little astonished by Angga's request, yet still thought to answer.

"Your house has a dark aura, and I'm not sleeping well. In addition to nonsensical events such as sudden illness, it is not a coincidence. So you and Tiara better avoid it first. Let me stay here." he continued.

"But Mas?" Flowers look around the room which has always been a good memory with Gibran.

"Only temporarily, the house and everything remains yours and Tiara" said Angga afraid of the flower misunderstood.

"It's not just me, it's..."

"Yes, I understand." Angga grabbed the drinking water and immediately sipped it.

A little daydreaming, in the middle of bribing food he was thinking about a lot of things that happened lately.

"Avoid people's husbands." said Angga suddenly after his mother drove Yanto to go to the store in place of Bunga.

The flower looked at Angga in surprise.

"Whatever the reason, seizing people's property remains wrong."

"I didn't snatch Mas." replied Bunga trying to explain.

"Yes, just respond a little. But you got his heart, and he ignored his wife. It took his name."

Flowers fell silent, she was completely embarrassed by the words Angga had just said. I don't know where he knew about Raka, but it looks like Dad told me that Raka is next to his shop.

"Later I will find bidara leaves, where to know there are around here for you and Tiara to take a bath." continued Angga again.

"May I go with Mas, same Tiara?" said Melati slowly.

"Of course you can, wong in your husband's car" he answered, finished with a plate and a glass in front of him. Angga went home to his mother's house.

Flowers see the later room is indeed left like that since the departure of Gibran, even some Gibran clothes, jackets and prayer equipment are still placed in the same place.

That morning he again felt saddened by Gibran's death after some time he was sad with Raka. And he realized that everything was wrong.

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"We stopped by your store, right?" angga said to Tiara who was sitting next to him accompanying Angga to drive.

"Yes Uncle." said glad because it's never been out for some time.

Angga pulled over his car in front of his store crowded with buyers. Looks like some people are busy in calculating the buyer's goods, also his father who is busy calculating the payment.

"Rame." said Angga again down by holding Tiara's hand.

Flowers also come closer before finally entering the store.

Of course not escaped from a pair of eyes that had been waiting for his arrival. His nose was already sniffing the smell of the flowers that were coming in the morning by that afternoon.