GRUDGE the Love of Two Worlds

Village house

"Joko?" he said staring at Angga's face among the light.

Silent for a moment, Angga who had grabbed the collar of the young man's shirt suddenly loosened, releasing slowly because he felt a heartbeat that was so tight. The young man was afraid.

The father and son looked at each other.

No matter who asked, the three people who were silent to each other ended up sitting on the doorstep of the back.

"I'm Arya."

His voice, voice, and tone are still as they used to be. Nothing has changed since the situation passed long enough. Depressed and resigned.

"You look like..." Adit hesitated to say.

"Then why didn't you come?" tanya Angga continued to pay attention to his son's childhood friend.

"So far from Dad, he's no longer the old Dad" he said then went into the cafe in a hurry.

"Wait Arya!" Angga called him again, but was not heard.

The sound of the roar of the car entering the cafe courtyard, maybe that's why Arya immediately entered.

"We're leaving." Angga invites Adit to go home immediately through the back door that seems to be deliberately opened Arya. "Where's Joko going?" upset Angga lately impressed away.

"Adit doesn't know." replied Adit half-braining following Angga's steps.

"Sway Dad!"

Words of warning, beware of the man who seems to be deliberately approaching his son Tiara.

"Actually it is not strange if Mas Tomo wants to match Tiara with Arya? But this is not an ordinary desire, seen from the look on the face of Mas Tomo so happy to see his daughter. Like I'm looking at a favorite food." Angga muttered to himself.

A moment to look at Adit who had fallen asleep, he was getting late in the daydream at night.

"It looks like this house isn't safe for my kids."

Repeatedly changing positions looking for drowsiness that never comes.

"Mas Angga."

Samar looks that handsome Jin is coming at him.

"The "seven more days are the perfect full moon in a hundred years. The barrier of human nature and supernatural nature will open at the same time the eclipse is right at midnight. It was the time that awaited the creatures that were bobbing like me, and my father." Joko's voice was clearly heard when Angga's eyes began to close, between conscious and not, and the voice of the, his eyes are heavy to open.

"Joko." Those are the only words Angga can say.

"He was aiming for Tiara because he wanted to utilize the power of Tiara to open the dimensional barrier for longer. To bring out all the creatures that will be his followers. It is very dangerous for a man who still survives with little faith. Shamanism will be more prevalent than ever, because of the many creatures like me that they use."

"Then you're alone?" tanya Angga then felt that she was sitting opposite Joko.

"I have to go to the hillside where Aki Arjuna used to meet me. There's a thing that belongs to my mother there, which I might be able to use to protect Tiara, and set my father free."

"Your father?" Angga is getting confused.

"Yes, the man locked my father inside a gemstone, a ring on his ring finger. That's why I always dodged, and I could only move Arya's heart to protect Tiara if she was close to him." Joko looked down sad.

"Why didn't you say it?" annoyed Angga stared intently at Joko.

Joko instantly disappeared along with Angga's eyes that began to open.

"Astaghfirullah, dream." rubbed his face twice.

The next few days, awkwardness for the sake of awkwardness is still disturbing, even more uncomfortable at night.

Various noise makes not sound sleep. Moreover, Tiara who began to be able to control himself with unusual vision, but still scream if someone screams asking him out in the night blind. Especially lately Joko really does not exist.

"Dad has found a new contract, we will move soon" Angga said in the afternoon.

Realize that his dream is not just a sleeping flower, and Joko who does not also appear. Surely after this will happen big things, especially Adit who since yesterday was busy worshiping locked himself in the room, he knew exactly his son was worried.

Angga recalled that Tiara still had Grandfather, Gibran's biological father who was close friends with Ustadz Ahmad. But how to come to the pesantren, if things are always unsafe. Moreover, Joko is not there.

"We go home."

Angga decided to take everyone away from the rented house.

"But tomorrow Tiara has a test. Didn't you just say you found a new contract?" Tiara was a little upset by her father's decision which changed suddenly.

"Tiara, can you listen to me this once?" angga said seriously.

Tiara nodded slowly, aware that her father was confused, and she should not argue.

"Dad doesn't want to regret, I'd rather see you're unemployed than you stay in college, but then I have to lose. By God I'm so worried."

A decision that might be better.

After all there was nothing to worry about anymore to return home, Tiara and Joko had already met. And Angga believes his daughter can take care of herself, as well as Joko who has promised.

"Mas, why is it suddenly like this?" ask Flowers while packing their children's clothes.

"In this situation, the house itself is safer." Angga replied immediately reaching for Tiara's bag. "Hurry, we must get out of the city before the Adhan."

A slightly rushed trip provides a tense atmosphere for everyone.

Similarly to Tiara, between happy and sad, she felt her chest uncomfortable as the car began to enter a rural road that was no longer spacious.

"Nearly eleven years you don't come home, do you remember this street?" Flowers embraced the girl.

"Of course Mom." she replied with a thin smile.

Tiara recalls a happy childhood with her beloved father Gibran, feeling she was the luckiest child of the day. Eventually Gibran died.

Tiara leaned back, looking at the sky that was starting to darken after Azan Maghrib. It's sad to remember a togetherness that can't be repeated.

Only seven years, the good times finally changed, although in the end Angga came as a father who was quite perfect. A Mr. De to be exact, although still want to be called Uncle because he was not married at that time.

"Mas Joko." His heart called out.

The soothing atmosphere of the village made his longing into a suddenly rebellious wave wanting to break up such a vast loneliness.

If in a big city he did not feel so close to his heart with Joko, but in the village instead.

Slender... Making love more powerful, and his longing calls out.

"Down, son, we're here." Angga's voice sounded surprising when without feeling the car had stopped.

"Yes Dad."