GRUDGE the Love of Two Worlds
Chasing Tiara
"North."
Lirih called such a beautiful name clearly engraved on the wall of the heart. Those teary eyes looked up at the dark sky. Imagine how beautiful the days that have been passed with Tiara.
Never imagined how grievous the parting was to tear away the taste, how terrible the longing tormented the soul...
Joko stretches her hand, sucking the power from the tree trunk and plants around her, the moist and cold aura of the lush forest giving Joko her own energy.
Slowly the hand that had been light felt heavy, the blue aura from the plant rushed towards Joko instantly.
A faint smile rose after feeling that the energy he was sucking on was enough.
"I certainly can" he said then concentrated on destroying the invisible shield Angga made.
It's not easy, not just once or many times. Repeatedly he sucked the aura of the trees in order to penetrate the forest, until dawn.
Blarrs...
"Well! Finally." Joko jumps from the forest, disappears without resting, carries a continuous breath and arrives in front of Tiara's house.
"Mother is sad sir." the voice of Yanto's wife crying.
There was no smell of the little girl there.
"North." Joko runs down the street with her eyes sharpened, following where the car takes Tiara.
Tired, he was really tired. A little energy left him unable to disappear over long distances.
What if man could see how pitying the young man who ran after the speeding car was.
"Yahoooo!" his call echoed but did not sound human.
As if someone was calling, Tiara looked back at the empty street, imagining someone running after her. I don't know why it feels like crying.
The flower that was at the side was astonished by the little girl's attitude, turning for so long, the small neck looked like it was the wrong pillow.
"Tiara see what?" ask the flower to the little girl.
"Can you stop for a second, ma'am?" the door with eyes staring at you.
"Why? Tiara want to buy something?" tanya Bunga again saw a lot of market snacks on the side of the road.
Tiara nodded.
"Mas Dudung, Tiara wants to buy snacks for a while" Melati told neighbors who deliberately drove Iyan's car to take them to the airport.
"Later on." Angga replied, he knew there was Joko back there was running chasing.
"For a moment Mas." pinta Bunga with a soft voice, certainly makes Angga can not refuse.
The car stopped too.
The tiara descended towards the merchant carts selling a wide variety of fried foods and other traditional cakes.
Of course the time to stop was not wasted Joko, the exhausted genie went straight into the car, right next to Tiara's seat.
"You!" pissed Angga.
"Why Mas?" even the flowers that say.
"Eh, you. Not so." he said all wrong, smiling stiffly to his beloved wife.
The car drove back, all looked calm except Angga who did not like the presence of Joko.
Moreover, that Jin incarnate youth was now sitting spread out his shoulders, and Tiara leaned back started to get sleepy.
"Say you want to eat, son?" ask Flowers to Tiara.
"Dizziness" he said as if he was drunk on a vehicle.
"I can beat you up Joko!" upset Angga just nagged in the heart.
"Sorry Mas Angga. I just asked for this little time. After this, I'll go home to where I came from." he answered embracing Tiara who started to close his eyes.
"He's my son Joko!"
"I have also been written in the destiny of your son's love story Mas Angga." he replied in a clear manner.
Angga can't do anything if it's like that. The clueless flower was even happy to see Tiara falling asleep very comfortably.
"When he grows up, you'll go crazy if you don't touch him."
The words of Raka Wijaya his best friend mengiang clear in Joko's ear. He just understood now.
"He's not grown up yet, I've been very eager to hug his little body does not want to part" said Joko saw Tiara's shady face on his shoulder.
His lips were attracted slightly, a smile rose just like that as the image of the mature Tiara seemed to call him affectionate.
Of course it is the future, Joko Arya Wardana's dream.
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"Don't forget me. Later, after you're there... I'll miss you, always thinking of you."
Like a promise, the lips of the two spoke together under the blue sky. The clouds are in front of the eyes, the hearts of both feel safe when they are together.
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"Tiara, Bagun Nak."
His eyes were still tightly closed, his ears heard but reluctantly moved.
"North."
The book of eyes twitched.
"Astaghfirullah Tiara, wake up son." Flower's voice was higher.
"Yes, Mom."
He rubbed his eyes, then looked at the dazzling room, and the pitch-black eyeball stopped at a round object on the table.
"Astaghfirullah."
He threw the bolster pillow carelessly, immediately scattering towards the bathroom and messing with the calm water.
"The bath is slow!" flowers shouted behind the closed bathroom door.
The 36-year-old woman could only shake her head with the behavior of her daughter.
As usual, he was in a hurry to go to school.
"Breakfast first Tiara." said Bunga again when Tiara had come out of her room, wearing a tie while walking and just looking at the contents of the dining table.
"Hurry Mom" she answered grabbed the hand of Flower and Angga then kissed her back.
"Your pocket money is Nduk." call Angga give you an envelope, at the beginning of the month like this he just took a salary.
"Thank you." she said smiling, but then stopped stepping. "Ticker shirts, huh? What's two thousand?" he said he smiled mischievously to his father.
"That's the cost of you applying for college." Angga replied as he scooped food into his mouth.
"Oh yeah, Tiara forgot to talk to Dad, Mom too" he said, then sat down at the dinner table.
"What?" tanya Angga also put down a spoon.
"Tiara got a scholarship to continue school in Jakarta" he said staring at Angga's face, obviously if all this time Angga did not like Tiara coming home. Even when her parents died Tiara was not invited home.
"Why should be in Jakarta, here also the campus is good." Angga tried to discuss the campus of his son's choice.
"But Tiara wants to continue studying in Jakarta Father, like the late Father Tiara" he said softly at the end of the word.
Bunga just glanced at Angga, considering that the one in question was Gibran her late husband, she could not resist, nor could she argue if Angga prevented.
Seemed heavy breathing Angga heard Tiara's desire.
"Father forbid not without reason Tiara, but because_"
"Tiara is already a great father, where perhaps Tiara could be tempted with an invisible figure. After all, the supernatural is not real, whether or not they exist, they live in different realms, where maybe in this age they can blend in with humans." clearly Tiara could not lose arguing after ten years of just hearing stories about her, like a fairy tale between a genie and a human.
