Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)
Chapter 33: It turns out...
Pity was indeed on Gala, but her friend had something else that could not penetrate the shield wall. What did that man bring? Of course it should be left outside the house, but it seems impossible when seeing the reaction of his face.
Abil sat on the stairs after closing the door. The young man looked at Gala with a pushy look shrouded in doubt. Lips were still waiting for the friend's answer. One time he hoped there was honesty that would change things.
But that's just his hope. What about Gala? Is it as thought and true to him? Or come just to take the mystical paintings that are on him. Curiosity is increasing but more than that, he only hopes to have peace in the midst of doubt.
"Are you tired of looking at me? Can not, help me wake up that way," said Gala staring at Abil memelas, but the stare is still silent unmoved.
While his body was getting smoldering. He was aware that the clash of opposing forces crushed each other from within the body. The flow of blood flowing at the corner of the lips proved a momentary fight instantly hitting him head-on.
To be honest, he did not know which family Abil came from. But one footstep that touched the shield of the friend's house, immediately awakened them from two opposite places. It's true that humans are just not with identities.
"Gala, do we have to sit like this all day? The sun is starting to rise, just tell me the core of your goal!" abil replied after pondering what to say.
Withstanding the pain from within, he tried to sit cross-legged. Then he pulled something out from behind his back. Direct sunlight reflected the light that dazzled the eyes. Especially when the head of a keris is pulled out of its sheath.
"Abil, I didn't mean to lie to you about my family. All because of the safety of those closest to me. Now surely you know what the reason is ...,"
"Are you guys not sane? Talk in the open. Why not borrow the mosque." Najwa arrived without immediate permission to interrupt Gala's confession. The girl had to act so as to feel something bad coming lurking. "Uncle, take your friend to Grandpa's old house! It's also safe for you guys without interruption."
The old house behind the main house. A hut with one room, one living room, one bathroom adjacent to the kitchen. The house was used by ancestors for generations to fast.
Like a storm ready to hit. Abil waved a hand to invite Gala to come with him, making the friend back to keep the keris so that the weather returned to normal. Strange because the power of the influence of the weapon is very broad.
The old house became the place that Najwa suggested. Abil did not even ask, why would his nephew want them to speak in a place that had been uninhabited for so long. Although it is not dirty because every two days it is always cleaned by Abi's confidants.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said the greetings of the two men in unison to look at each other. There are no hateful gazes because they are not enemies. Right now things are just a bit awkward and don't know what to behave like.
