
“Lya come yuk to SMP reunion, I have invited others." A short message came in from Lusi's friend from Lya during the text.
While both are now 50 years old, the age is fairly old. But SMP where Lya and Lusi is not a canned school (regular), a favorite school with students who are average intelligent.
Unlike Lya, the name of Lusi is better known to the public, he is a politician who now sits in the seat of the House of Representatives of the Republic of Indonesia.
His face often appears on television when invited to speak on various political issues. All of Lya's classmates are indeed some of the people with quite good status, including even being a big person by occupying important positions in government agencies and ministerial positions.
But at the reunion event that occurred around the end of 2028 was not attended by the people above, of the 41 students listed as alumni of class 90, only 36 were present including Raga, which included 41 students, father of Siska.
the 5 absentees were those who sat in the minister's seat, tax director general, minister and immigration office.
The reunion was held in a building 5 kilometers from the city square of Bandung, accompanied by famous performers and entertainment of old music, the event was lively.
“Indeed they want to attend Lus ?“ reply Lya the next 5 minutes, his fingers move nimble typing letter by letter on the mobile phone screen.
“Give it to me, anyway everything is in order."
“Great you are Lus, but it is difficult to meet people who already do not know where the position is," said Lya.
“Hehe, for the sake of this reunion event is done, all efforts are done, actually difficult too, because we are all married. But this is for Lya's friendship and nostalgia. So, come on."
“Then I present Lus,“ close Lya send the last message.
The phone screen went dark again, Lya sign turned it off, reflex he put into a bag made of crocodile skin.
Women's pouches at a pretty fantastic price, enough to buy a good quality laptop two pieces. The school bell rang, the sound of innocent children cheering cheerfully welcomed home from school especially tomorrow is Sunday, the day where children of that age can play all day without fatigue.
A car left the school grounds accompanied by the sound of a gate that was closed by Mr. Slamet, a school guard who had worked for 10 years in the school environment. In the car, Lya never thought that later Raga will also be present at the reunion event. His mind tended to the accumulated laundry, and the cost of fixing the roofs of his two fragile contracts.
In addition to teaching in elementary school, Lya also has 8 contracts that she made while her husband was still alive.
“To whom should I fix the roof ?" he said he was talking alone in the car.
That afternoon, the condition of the streets of Bandung severely jammed can take 1 hour more to get home. Saturated, sultry and sometimes anger can appear on the streets.
The streets are sometimes a place to know the nature of someone other than mountains and forests, the original character of someone whether someone is patient or angry will be seen while on the streets.
Nudged a little, two humans both old and young, male or female, could curse each other and even injure. Patience and concentration are tested on the streets, and, it only takes a few seconds for a man to decide whether he will be patient or vent his anger and say dirty when there is friction or something that is not in accordance with the heart.
In the streets it turns out that Lya and Raga met after a long time, the accidental meeting took place at an SPBU near the office of the central Bandung police. After the banknote worth five thousand Rupiah entered into the charity box placed next to the door Raga walked slowly after urinating.
“It seems familiar,“ whispered Raga saw a woman from inside the car with open glass to queue for petrol.
While Lya did not realize that Raga saw her from 8 meters away, her tiredness and sultry feeling that afternoon made her not pay much attention around, forward-looking focus and SPBU employees who cleverly press the number buttons quickly.
“Lya healthy ?“ sapa Raga approached him.
But Lya's response was not what Raga expected, Lya just answered with pleasantries. Since long ago, Lya has never had more feelings than just friends with Raga.
"Eh Raga ? I'm healthy,“ Lya replied briefly and did not want to be at length.
“Now live where ?“ Raga asked again as if expecting her conversation with Lya to not end so briefly.
But it turns out that Lya did not answer Raga's question, Lya gave a gesture to avoid by stepping on the gas pedal again after filling up with gasoline and receiving change from SPBU employees.
“I'm sorry sir Raga I hunted.“
Lya's car runs again while covering the glass,
who would have thought that Lya's flat response turned out to evoke the fire of revenge, heartache because of her love that clapped one hand long ago until now. After before, actually Raga had forgotten the pain many years ago and mengikhlaskan it.
Unbeknownst to Lya, the Raga that is now not the Raga that he used to know. Now he is a person who has metaphysical knowledge of the results of the last 5 years of learning from a teacher. That afternoon became the beginning of the suffering of Lya 3 years later, after the reunion with Lya, Raga continued to imagine Lya's face so that her hatred re-emerged when she arrived at home, in the north city of Bandung.
“Pah why pout ?" siska asked as she ate one or two potato chips.
Sitting on a maroon sofa, light blue shirt and black trousers. Siska just got home 45 minutes ago after working as an illustrator and graphic designer at the same place Tobi worked.
Raga tore her pantofel shoes and put them on a shoe rack right next to her room.
“Si hasn't come home yet?“ ask Raga before opening the room door.
“Not yet reward, he said to nginep at his friend's house.“
“Kok do not send messages to Papah ?"
“Maybe forgot Pah."
Siska was engrossed in the potato chips she bought at the minimarket while Raga went into the room to change clothes after working for a textile company as the head of the section and took a shower.
At 22:00 pm, a crazy idea emerged from his slightly aching soul. He began to think about how to vent the pain of his heart that was now resurrected, when Lya rejected it with an unpleasant face.
The more he remembered the more he felt pain, until the companion creature he got from his teacher whispered.
"If you want.I can send my subordinates to torture him slowly.“
Nun, the genie of Raga's companion, looks like a human being with an age range of 40 years but is actually hundreds of years old.
A son of the King of the horn beetle demon who inhabits the manglayang mountain, his face is calm and always on the left shoulder of Raga.
Like a king's son, Nun looked like a war leader, from top to toe wearing black cloth, armor and a sword 1 meter long.
“No, I can't hurt him, it's a sin."
“Why not ? How long are you going to suffer like this...? He also has the right to feel pain as you do.” Rayu Nun with her slow voice gave a creepy impression.
About five seconds Raga was silent holding her head with both palms like a depressed person. A second later he looked up at the ceiling and said,
“Yes, he also has to feel pain."
“Give me the order.” Again, Nun whispered in Raga's ear, slow and heavy.
“Give him a lesson !“ close the Raga while resting his body on a mat for meditation.
While from behind the door Siska who was about to take a snack in the refrigerator faintly heard her father earlier say to himself.
“Chat Who is Pah ?"
“Oh, no. You were wrong, you slept there, you were working in the morning, tomorrow" Raga said, hiding her conversation with Nun while opening one of her eyes.
Siska scratched her slightly red head hair with her index finger in wonder who her father was talking to ? He walked back to the refrigerator near the kitchen, forgetting what he had heard.
While Nun within minutes was already in the kingdom of his father to order two of his men to disturb Lya.
The palace of enormous wooden trunks is visible from a distance, many large trees and rocks are neatly arranged. Each side of the road to the black horn beetle stealth palace there are stones and warriors of various shapes. There are also several doors, the palace is more like a temple. It was just that many flames surrounded the location of his palace.
“Go to a human named Lya rustika, we have got a gap.“ Nun's word to the two demons in front of her throne.
Without saying a word, the two demons were already invisible before Nun, both of them left as the last word was spoken on Nun's lips, heading to the human realm to look for the person named Lya rustika.
Basically the astral beings cannot injure humans just like that, they need the energy that arises from the 'sin' committed by humans who are in communion with them. When Raga decides to hurt Lya, then that's where they absorb the energy from Raga.