
One question from the driver distracted the young man sitting in the back. He knows and understands the meaning of the question, but if he is honest. Must be able to be expelled from the taxi car because the friend in question is not a human like him.
I don't want to make any mistakes, especially suspicious ones. The closure of the ancient book with a pinky finger barrier, then look back and forth with a confused look. "Which friend's father talks?"
"Astagfirullah, it turns out this Mas is not indigo huh? Pantes just knew they were being followed. Yes already, a lot of istighfar aja Mas." said the driver again focus on the streets to stay safe without any interference.
The indigo? Of course he is an indigo even since childhood and his abilities are increasing after learning many mystical things that are deliberately collected as a means of science. Somehow after the events that befell the family gave the realization that the world is indeed occupied by two different realms.
Today is the first history he wants to carve to bear witness to his life. Not knowing about tomorrow just for him time must be utilized as best as possible. Instead of being disturbed by the existence of supernatural beings who have become friends. The young man continued his reading.
The journey still continues down the shoulders of urban streets filled with frenetic crowds. Not only are vehicles milling about, but metropolitan humans are also fulfilling no man's life. One fact that he cannot forget is that the difference in lifestyle in Jakarta is so significant.
Five hours have passed, the taxi car entered the countryside with the left right street which became a rice field area. The rice starts yellowing down as the contents of the seed sprout perfectly into. The scenery befriended the sunlight that increasingly hid back to the contest. Dusk is dark like a wavy cloud.
"Mas, is this right or left?" Mr. Driver was confused by the branch road in front of him because he was sure the area did not have a forked road.
But the confusion only belonged to the driver, while the young man sitting behind smiled meaningfully. Then he gave an eye signal so that the obstacles in front could be lost without having to do things that he considered a waste of time and energy. The sound of the breezy roar of the wind sounded so clearly distracting.
"All the rice was swaying plus the wind was so strong. What the hell is going on? Why ...," complained the driver stopped because he only realized that his passenger was outside. "Mas!"
The call was ignored, now the bag is on the shoulder. It seems like many creatures hate his arrival. Was he that scary? Who is man and who is his devil? Sometimes surprised by the situation that always traps even impressed indeed life wants a step in the way of confusion.
The departure of the customer, made Mr. Driver want to follow but after seeing some foreign currency sheets lying in the back seat. His intentions changed and chose to leave to stay away from dangers that certainly could not be overcome alone. The car drove back so spinning on the road that not how wide.
While the young man walked leisurely like a sunbathing by the beach. There is no burden on the heart, let alone the burden of the mind. Even so, he has confidence in the ability that God gives to protect himself and the people around him. As long as faith and fear are united in constancy.
Long sentences, but not for threats. It has only one goal and cannot be challenged. No matter how easy or difficult the road must be passed together. Either he or a friend who is now accompanying, then must work together. Although to make changes requires time and struggle that is not easy.
Finally, the rest of the journey can only be reached on foot. The young man managed to get rid of the first barrier to enter a region filled with positive mixed negative energy. Every step leaves a trail of sincere prayer of hope. Honestly, when you feel the eyes do not like it from various directions. The peace of his heart was a little disturbed.
It is not fear that stifles the chest. But the memories of the past are still sweeping. Any injury to life that becomes imperfect. When another child gains the love of the family, he must live far away for his own good. The reasons given are indeed education, but behind it all save other reasons.
Today he came to explore and end the root of the problems his family was facing. The education he pursued to have a bachelor's degree, in fact did not divert attention to keep returning to the lap of loved ones. Living as a free man for many years teaches greater responsibility.
His footsteps stopped in front of a green painted archway of extinct banana leaves with the words Pondok Pesantren. A smile sends a burning longing, "Assalamu'alaikum my family, I'm coming home to be with you. May my presence be a good thing to everyone."
His beautiful face with exotic skin became the center of attention of citizens. Where some villagers thought there would be a new cottage teacher so one of the residents ran into the boarding school to tell about the arrival of a foreign man standing in front of the gate.
The distance between the main house and the entrance is not far because it only takes ten minutes less. Azzam came with citizens who gave information like impatient people. As soon as he reached the place in question, his footsteps came to a halt with eyes peeked at the young man.
The once cute face is adorable, today turned handsome with a burly body that seems to often exercise, not even much different from him. "Aren't you tired of standing up? Or want to be a welcoming statue? Come hug your brother!"
The heavy back bag felt lighter as his heart yearning began to heal. After a long time can feel the embrace of a brother who has always been his idol. No word can describe the contents of his deepest heart other than thanksgiving thank God for the blessings that became the beginning of a new journey.
"Thank you for always being my role model, Ka. Whoever I am now, all thanks to your support. Ka Azzam is the best for us," The release of a hug in order to breathe well, then without hesitation grabbed the brother's hand and then kissed as a sign of respect.
A heartwarming encounter that he unwittingly weeps remembering the past that made them the family they are today. "You are my family, as a sister and sister-in-law, of course I have the right to educate our only child. Isn't that Abil?"