METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

Not Just an Illusion

Daniel was already in the room, when Naja finally came home. Once Rani's condition has been declared safe, Daniel, Arya and all who accompanied Ryan in the hospital were deliberately asked to go home, all that was left were the guards who stood guard outside the room.

So also with Johan, Rudi, Naja and all his men, all went home to rest their bodies for a while. The search for Indra was stopped, until the day began to light up and natural conditions were already possible.

"Darling, are you home?" Daniel, who was sitting on the sofa waiting for his wife's arrival, immediately moved, as soon as he saw the door open and Naja appeared suddenly.

Naja just looked at her husband with Nanar's gaze. His eyes were already teary, his heart was so hurt. Last night she managed to hold it so that no one caught the pain she felt, but when she met her husband's eyes, all immediately wanted him to spill in her arms.

"Honey .., hiks ..., hiks ..., hiks ...," Naja rushed straight at her husband, as Daniel approached and stretched out his arms.

"It's okay, honey. Cry out! Cry, so that the burden in your heart may be lessened a little," Daniel tightened his arms, and gently stroked his wife's head. The tip of Naja's head was repeatedly kissed, as if with so much strength will Naja feel for the full love of her husband.

A rare moment indeed, seeing Naja crying in front of him, which he almost never once showed. That is the kind of person everyone sees. She was known as a great woman, who was so strong and never complained as much as she bore the burden of her life.

But this time, he really needed a friend to share. And Daniel was the only one who knew what a Naja was like from head to toe, including how sad his heart was.

"What way should I explain everything that happened to my mother, if something really happened to my sister?" naja's voice sounded stingy, as a result of his sobs that could not be stopped.

"Hey, since when did a Kaylee Naja become this pessimistic? As long as we don't find Indra's body, that means there's still a lot of hope for us to find her" Daniel stretched his arms, then cupped his hands together to clasp Naja's chin.

"But the coordinates that the tracking device was captured on, didn't show any clues. Indra was not in that place, even though the signal in the tool did not move or shift at all," Naja was heard complaining. This time he really showed his weak side.

"They've all been looking for a small object planted in Indra's body that may have been deliberately removed from his body and thrown there, but in vain. Nothing was found in that place. Even until they combed the bottom of the abyss far away leaving the indicated coordinate point, it was still nil. Indra is not everywhere" continued Naja, crying.

"Ssttts. Tomorrow I will be involved in the search. I will accompany you until Indra is found. Okay?" sahut Daniel is calming.

"But if Indra really can't be found, honey? Or if he is found in a condition that cannot be saved, what shall I do? You know for yourself, right, just because my mom and Indra I were willing to fight so we could survive? Then if something happens to him now, what sacrifice have I offered? Wh-wh-what for? Hiks ..., hiks ..., hiks ...," Naja is still muddled.

"Hey, hey, hey. My Naja was never like this. My beloved wife is always optimistic until what she wants can be achieved, in any way until her desire can be directed. Now, you clean yourself up, and then rest. Tomorrow we will return to look for Indra until we meet. Okay?" Daniel wiped away the tears on Naja's cheek with both of his thumbs.

"But, dear .. ," Naja still looks unsettled. The shadow of Indra's face and also his mother still continued to mill around.

"There's no buts. How can you find your sister if your condition is as bad as you are, heh?" this time Daniel ruffled Naja's hair with the origin, making Naja look so upset.

"It is still better to frown like that, than to cry like that," Daniel's smile expanded, looking at his wife's pursed lips because of her now disheveled hair.

"Tonight I didn't take a shower, honey. As you said earlier, I had to sleep for a while, "Naja let go of Daniel's hand that was still in his head, then moved a little away towards the bed that seemed to have been waiting for him.

"Who said I let you sleep without taking a bath first" Daniel followed Naja's steps and immediately pulled her body, before finally carrying Naja's body in his trunk.

"Darling, what are you doing?" naja screams in shock.

Daniel did not answer Naja's question. He continued to hold his wife's body until he entered the bathroom, lowered it under the shower, and removed all strands of yarn until the real appearance of a plain body that always became opium for him.

"Darling, what do you want?" Naja had seen the bad news from the view of her husband.

"Based you. What do you think I want? Don't tell me you want to ..," Daniel rolled his eyes, making Naja shudder in horror if she had to serve his passion tonight.

"No, no, no, honey. I'll take a shower, then we'll rest for a while like you said, "Naja immediately turned on the water faucet nearby, making her body and her husband's body wet instantly.

"Steel! Really, you huh? Did you make me shower with you on purpose? Look, you're making my whole body wet because of you" Daniel sibling, pretending.

"It's your own fault, honey. Who told you to come inside, "Naja continued to wet her body and her husband's body, until finally that night they really took a bath together. For others they do anything, it is no longer necessary to be asked and suspected. Everything must have happened between them, with the condition of the two of them who were already without any obstructions.

***

Chill ....

Silence ...

Sepi ....

Tonight Zara is in the middle of the forest all alone. Dark, that was how his heart was now. Especially when the night creatures began to appear, making the moon and stars that shine even as if not a light. Only a flying bat accompanies the sound of a wolf's longing that makes the night even more gripping.

Mysterious, such is the atmosphere of the forest in the middle of the night, semisterius Indra's existence as if swallowed by nature. Where is Indra now?

"Our dragons are far apart, sir. But our love, makes me sure that we will be reunited. Wait for me, and hold on for me" Zara murmured inwardly.

Now, Zara was actually in the middle of the forest all by herself. Johan, Rudi and all his men have stopped looking and will return tomorrow morning. Likewise with the police forces who helped the search, all were pulled back because the situation tonight was no longer friendly.

Zara remained unconcerned, in the name of her love for the soulmate, she rounded her determination and all her courage to continue looking for Indra.

Suddenly, his steps stopped. The coordinate point where the Indra tracking device was detected, now was the point where he was standing at the moment.

"Master! Are you here now?" Zara screamed as she looked around her.

"Master, this is Zara. Is my voice you hear?" zara once again.

There was not the slightest sound that caught Zara's sense of hearing, but she did not give up. For him, if at that point a signal indicates the existence of Indra, there must be something he can get as a clue, even though Zara does not know what the clue is and where.

Suddenly, Zara widened her eyes as her ears caught something so familiar.

"Zara!" I heard someone calling his name.

"Sir, what is it?" Zara swirled around and looked around her, but there was no Indra anywhere she focused her gaze.

"Tuaaaan! Oh, my life!" Zara continued to call out Indra's name, but the voice simply disappeared.

Feeling frustrated and hallucinating, Zara dropped herself and sat on the ground with her tears that broke just like that.

"Where are you, Indra? Don't leave me alone in this cruel world! I realized that this love was too deep. How can you make me have no one else in the world if you leave? The senses! Hear me! If you leave, I won't want to stay alive in this world either!" Zara thrashing. His cry broke the silence of the increasingly gripping forest amidst the blackened sky. He even called out the name of Indra without the predicate of Master that he often pinned before he called his name, hoping that Indra would suddenly appear before him.

But hope is just hope. Let alone appear and stand before Zara. Indra's voice that seemed to be heard in his ear was now gone without any trace and also news.

Until suddenly ...,

"Zara!" the sound was coming back.

"Indra! you that?" Zara rubbed her tears violently. He immediately stood up, and again circulated his gaze.

"Zara!" one more call, this time it sounded louder.

Zara sharpened her hearing, trying to ascertain if there was really anyone calling her, not just her illusion.

"Zara!"

No doubt, it's not just an illusion. It was truly the voice of Indra who was calling out his name.

Zara immediately checked the coordinate point where a signal indicated where Indra was through her phone, and approached it, then carefully examined the flat ground that was nothing. Only pieces of fallen wood following with twigs and grass only found there.

"The voice and the point are right here. But where is he?" Zara seemed to think hard.

"Zara!" the sound was heard again.

Zara tried to crouch down, and fumbled the ground around her. He removed the irregular grass that covered the ground. So also with branches and trees that look big enough lined up, try to shear. Even because it was so heavy, Zara could only push the tree to a roll and slightly move from its place.

Feeling like crying, Zara did everything just to find Indra. Even a place that looks seemingly normal without anything suspicious for anyone who sees it, Zara willingly checks it carefully, with a hope that God will show his wonders.

"If God shows his wonders by restoring Miss's heartbeat and reuniting the House of Dewangga, it is not impossible that the miracle will also be given to me and Indra" Zara murmured in her heart.

That is what Zara instilled right in her heart, so that anything she would do with a hope that the miracle would actually happen.

As soon as the grass, twigs, and some trees he managed to slide from his place, how surprised Zara when she saw a small hole look gaping.

The hole was a rectangular shape measuring seventy centi meters in width, and about one and a half meters in length. The branches and grass were there.

"Zara!" that voice actually sounded from within that hole. Although it is getting weaker, but Zara is sure that the one who called her is Indra.

"Indra?" Zara did not think again whether it was the voice of her lover or just an illusion. He continued to take the grass and twigs from inside the hole and took them out of there.

Until suddenly, there was something that seemed to move, along with his eyes that caught the figure of the man in his car.

"The indra!" zara's cries broke. Immediately, his body immediately descended into the hole with a depth of about one meter.

Zara grabbed Indra's body that had been slumped in there, and sat him with a position leaning on his body. Indra's head was on Zara's shoulder, leaving no distance between the two.

"Indra! Are you all right?" asked Zara while shaking Indra's face.

There is no word spoken from the mouth of Indra. Even her eyes remained closed, without the slightest look towards the girl who, out of love and confidence in her heart, was finally able to find herself.

"Indra, do you hear me?" ask Zara again. His voice sounded louder than before.

"Indra, speak! Don't scare me, "Zara's starting to panic. Her tears came back, realizing that her lover did not respond to her words.

"The hydra! Indraaay!" zara's cries broke. The fear that suddenly appeared when he found Indra silent, now defeated all the courage and belief that from the beginning he was determined to find Indra so blazing.

"You can't leave me, Ndra! Wake me! Or I'll scold you for the rest of my life," Zara's been more and more intrigued. His brain seemed to stop thinking, because there was only one in his mind, he was not willing if the man he loved so much was going to leave him at that moment.

Lama Zara cried while continuing to mention the name of her lover. Yes, that was all Zara could do, without daring to ascertain whether the man was actually still alive or had already left this world.

Until after he cried for a long time by continuing to hold Indra's body, he finally ventured to check Indra's pulse and breath through his nostrils.

Doubtfully, Zara held onto the man's wrist, then pointed her finger near Indra's nose. Realizing Indra's condition at that time, Zara was crying. Because it turns out ...,

SERIATE